Here's a wierd idea that poped into my head today... Tell me what you think.
-TiskTask
She looked around the room she was in. It was the orphanage. A fire burned merrily and rugs, pillows, and children covered the floor. An old lady waved to her from the rocking chair in the corner. "Hello my dear we were just about to start the story with out you." The old woman said. "Please join us." She gestured for Alexandra to take a seat with the rest of the orphans on the floor.
"But, but" the child stuttered. "I've been adopted! I have a new home now." The old woman just shook her head. "Now Allie, I've told you before no home here will ever take good care of you like I can. That's why I won't let them adopt you." The old woman sighed as if Allie was a great burden. "You should stop running away and except your destiny. You are mine. So sit down!"
There was so much force in those last three words; Allie had no choice but to obey. The old woman started to tell a story about a goblin king and his love, but instead of listening Allie stared out the window behind the woman's rocking chair. Grey clouds covered the sky and the wind blew; making the tree out side dance and sway in time with the rhythm of the old lady's voice. Lighting illuminated the sky and the voice changed and she could no longer understand the words.
Allie's eyes flicked to the old woman's chair only to find it was gone and in her place stood him, the Goblin king. As he spoke the children around her started to change into ugly creatures, goblins. Finally there was a pause in his words. All the children had been turned into goblins. Before her stood a door way leading to a maze that stretched out endlessly to the sides. A wall obstructed her view of what lay ahead.
A soft silky voice sounded from behind her. "Which way will you go? To the left or to the right?" Allie's mouth grew dry with fear. She thought quickly knowing her life was on the line. "I'll go strait, thanks." She answered. "Very good" The voice replied. Allie sighed in relief. Finally a word of praise instead of a mocking laugh or a cutting retort. She took a step forward into the maze and the ground gave way beneath her feet dropping her into darkness. The mocking laugh followed her down the hole. "What a piety."
Allie woke with tears streaming down her face. A moan escaped her. She cursed herself a moment later when her bedroom door burst open wide and her foster father ran in. " what's the matter sweetheart?" he said. "Are you okay?" She sighed trying to remind herself that it was only because he cared that he worried so much. "It's nothing, just a nightmare. "She replied trying to sooth him. "About the orphanage?" He sat down on her bed. "Do you want to talk about it? It might help."
"No I'm fine, really." Allie said quickly, but it was too late. "Was it about that crazy old lady? Are the dreams getting worse? I've got this new drug you could try to help you sleep." He said enthusiastically. "Oh no. I'm fine really." She said. Oh god not another experimental drug! Why did I have to get adopted by the only guy who makes his own drugs and tests them on children! "Are you sure." He asked sounding hurt. "You'd only have to take it for a week."
"No that's okay." She said. "I'm going to get dressed now." Allie said in a not so subtle attempt to get rid of him. "Of course, of course." He said getting up to leave. "Alexandra if you need any thing you just tell me." She grimaced. "Call me Allie, and if you don't mind could I take a taxi to school?" She hesitated. I shouldn't do this. " I've never been in one before" Her foster father smiled kindly. "Nine already and you've never been in a Taxi? We'll just have to fix that now won't we?" He walked out the door. "Money and a phone number will be on the table for you when you're ready to go. I'll come and get you after school to take you home." Oh no you won't. Allie thought grimly. I'm going to find my real home. A half an hour later Allie was in a taxi going back to the orphanage she had left over a year ago.
No one saw the owl sitting in broad daylight staring intently as if stalking a prey. If they had they would have notice it staring a young girl climbing into a taxi. Bewildered, they would no doubt have jerked their attention back to the owl only to find it gone and no sight of it in the sky.
Sorry it's kind of slow, but it will pick up soon!
Plus- Here's a challenge for you. Make a story about what would happen if a child were to enter the labyrinth.