Hello all! I do not own any Inkheart characters nor Inkheart. If I did….oh the possibilities! Please R&R!
I got off the bus, heading home. Sighing and clutching my book closer to my side, I opened the door, going up the stairs to my room. Something was out of place. I stopped. What could it be? My surroundings seemed to be changing and I could hear screaming.
"It's the shadow! Run!"
This phrase was being repeated over and over.
'Lord…where am I?' I prayed in my head, looking around and stopping in terror when I saw it. The beast, the Shadow, call it what you like, was coming straight towards me. What could I do? Run? No. Running wouldn't help. Not much would. 'Jesus please help me. Please, anything.' I just stood there, fear growing on the inside, my outside showing no expression.
"What is she doing?" It was whispered but I heard it. Whoever said it must be close. The shadow came nearer and nearer. I realized I was shaking a little. I was terrified. Never had I been so scared in my life.
"Stop." This was not whispered but said in a loud voice, appearing to be a command. As soon as it was said, the Shadow came to a halt. I fell to the ground, just to have someone jerk me up. I was still shaking a little.
"Brave little thing."
"That or stupid."
The one who said the latter was the one grabbing me. His voice was overly sweet and his nose was artificial.
"Poor thing seems to be scared," one man sneered sarcastically.
"Probably Piper's ugly nose."
Most of the men started laughing, everyone except what appeared to be Piper.
"Very funny." he said angrily. "At least I have more sense than the rest of you idiots." Piper gripped my arm tighter when he said this and I could feel the circulation cutting off.
"Why Piper, you're hurting the girl! That's hardly nice."
"Shut up! If you're so concerned about her, why don't you hold her?" he shoved me to the other man who dismounted from his horse and caught me.
"Hello there, sweetheat. What's your name?" he asked me with a smirk. When I didn't answer he seemed amused. "C'mon. I'll tell you mine. I'm Jack." I just stood there, frozen.
"Bring her to me." It was the guy from earlier who stopped the shadow, which was now nowhere to be found. He was obviously the leader. Jack complied and brought me over to him.
The leader seemed to inspect me with his colorless eyes. They sent a chill up my spine. I had never seen someone with such.
"Can you not speak, girl?" he asked me, his face showing no emotion.
"I can, sir." I replied, looking down.
"What a pity. Too many women are mouthy. Hopefully you won't be the same, will you?" The question only had one answer by the way he said it.
"No sir."
"That's what I thought. What's your name?" I didn't want to tell him. His voice was cold, icy."
"Hannah."
"Well, Hannah, you're going to do exactly as I say. I'd hate to get Basta over here to cut open that pretty little face of yours. I'm sure you wouldn't want that to happen either, now would you?"
I shook my head.
"Good. Firefox, make sure she doesn't escape."
"Yes, my lord."
With that, Firefox bound me and put me on a horse, tying me and the horse to his.
What had I gotten myself into?