I am hoping to start by posting a chapter at least once a week, and the length of a chapter may vary drastically because sometimes I feel like writing more and sometimes not. I will try to not bug you with a message at the top like this one very often. Your feedback would be highly appreciated! I hope you enjoy! *wink*
"Here it is," Sophie whispered, almost afraid to open the door left ajar to the old deserted cake bakery in Florence, Italy, knowing that one simple gesture could change her life. It's not too late. We could go back, she thought. But the council would take away my abilities. And probably exile all of us. She looked back around at her friends, Fitz, Dex, Keefe, and Biana all staring at her, waiting for her.
"Would you like me to do the honors?" Keefe asked, stepping forward just to step back as he surely must have felt the wave of determination flowing through Sophie as he was an empath.
I have to be brave. For them. For Prentice, Sophie glanced at her friends one last time.
Stepped forward.
And pushed the door open.
Her heart dropped when she saw a dusty old room with only a bare wooden table and some blinds, blocking out the last sunlight of the ending day that would be streaming through the circular window, the first hint of where to escape to.
Keefe pushed passed her through the doorway, followed by Biana, Fitz and Dex.
Disappointment turned to anger as Sophie kicked the wall, earning a concerned stare from Dex, and a, "We must be missing something." from Fitz, but Biana and Keefe both looked like they shared her frustration, although, Keefe hid it a bit better, but before long, a tall girl with long red hair and freckles walked in the room. She wore a pale blue jacket along with a grey skirt with leggings and looked about 16.
"Come with me," is all she said, whipping her hair around as she spun on her heel.
"What? Who are you? Where's Mr. Forkle?" Sophie inquired.
"You can call me Emily. Mr. Forkle is waiting for you."
"How do we know that you won't drug us and kidnap us?" Dex demanded
"You don't. But this is the only way for you to join the Black Swan. And you do want to don't you?" She smirked.
"It is a risk we'll have to take," Sophie sighed, slowly following the girl out of the room and down the street, closely followed by the others. They were led down many twists and turns, but Sophie's photographic memory recorded every single detail. Finally, they reached an old warehouse that contained a metal table with five cookies each on a plate. In front of each plate was each person's name, engraved on a small stone.
"Oh no, not this again! I thought you guys were going to trust us now, not drug us so we have no idea where we are going! I'm not going to eat it!" exclaimed Keefe.
"Well, you know where the door is."
"But I thought y-"
"Keefe. Please." Sophie grabbed his arm, quietly pleading with him to cooperate. He reluctantly agreed. They stepped forward and ate their cookies. Soon everything dissolved into a dark haze.