Waking
up, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Fanning her lashes out
against her cheek, she felt the sleep come loose. When she opened her
eyes, she was greeted with the darkness of her cavern
room.
"Naman...-what time is it?" She called.
There was no answer. "Naman?" She called out again. Once again there was no answer
Naman wasn't one to sleep in. And he wasn't one to be off his guard.
Walking out of her room, he feet hit the cold cobble stone floor, sending chills up her back. As she reached the spiral stair case, a disgusting spell came to her. "Oh my god..." She whispered as she started to descend.
Cooking again. She thought.
As she rounded the stairs and reached the main floor, peered into the kitchen and saw the oven. rolling her eyes, she stepped out. "Naman, what did I tell you about..." Stopping dead, she stared at the dead body of her Pylean protector. "Shit."
"Hello Chosen One." A voice hissed from behind her.
Turning fast, she was ready for anything. But what she faced was not what she expected.
Standing before her was a tall, slim blond with beaming hazel eyes. He hair was in a tight braid that hung down back the small of her back. She wore a skin tight black leather suit.
Shaman...-evil Shaman. She thought.
"How did you get in? We have guards. Magic user guards."
She blond smiled, her teeth a terrible yellow. "Did you ever think that a Magic User could destroy the guards?" She asked.
"What do you want?" The girl asked.
"Nothing really. I was only sent here to give you a message." The blond took two steps forward and she jumped back, her feet hitting Naman's hand. "Please. I'm not going to kill you."
"Then what the hell do you want?" She shouted. "I couldn't kill you right now." She threatened.
"But you won't cause your afraid." It was true. "Because I've invaded your safe zone, and you don't know what to do." This was also true. "Well then, shall we get started?"
The blond brought her hand up and folded them gently in front of her. She pursed her lips into an evil smile. "Acuma Slumber Forestva!" She whispered.
The girl watched in horror, fear making her unable to move. She was casting a spell and it was aimed at her. "Shit." She whispered.
The blond opened her eyes. "Walk and sleep, till your true love comes. But if he is too late, then never will you wake. One month time is what you have. Good luck Chosen, your life is in your hearts hands."
The shimmed that slowly appeared in the blonde's hands as she pulled them apart was a mix of black and blood red. These colors scared her. And what scared her even more now was the fact that those evil colors were flying towards her.
She
threw her hands up and tried to utter a protective spell, but she was
just too afraid.
The spell hit her so hard that it sent her
flying back. She hit the stove in the kitchen and landed hard on the
floor, right next to Naman's body. She slowly opened her eyes and
beheld the blond standing before her.
"See you soon Chosen One. It's been a pleasure." Laughing as she turned, she watched as she simply disappeared.
Pain
was coursing through her. It would fade eventually, but it still
hurt. She needed to get help and she needed it fast.
Raising her
hand up, she placed it cautiously on her chest right above her heart.
"Take me where I belong. Where friends and family are one in the
same. Where my life will be spared and friends will be made. Take me
somewhere safe, right way." She whispered the last words before
she passed out suddenly.
