Here's the second chapter :D I know it isn't the best, but, enjoy anyway! Please, R&R! :D
- TheObsessedFanboy
Grey clouds swept across the sky the next morning, engulfing Waddleworth Village in darkness. A slight wind blew through the air, curving the rough green leaves of the trees in the forest. Rain poured down from the clouds, pattering on the cobblestoned pathway leading to the front door of Collingly Cottage, which a milkman, clad in white, had just left a glass of milk in front of.
"I couldn't sleep a wink last night!" Sierra moaned as she followed Scarlett and Amy down the hallway towards the dining room. "I mean, my bed was okay and everything, but it's just so odd not being in London. That owl sound freaked the life out of me! Did you hear it?" Both of the girls before her shook their heads and stifled a giggle.
"Good morning, girls!" Miss Lewisham greeted as the three children walked into the dining room. She sipped on her tea. "I and Robert here were just talking about going on a walk after breakfast! How does that sound?"
The three girls proceeded to look out of the window, against which heavy rain was pouring.
"It's raining," Scarlett said simply, taking the seat next to Miss Lewisham. She glared behind her out of the window. There was no way that anybody would be getting her in that. She got anxious just by having a bath.
Miss Lewisham laughed.
"That's nothing to hold you back, dear! Is it, girls?"
Sierra shook her head but Amy remained still.
"I think it is," she muttered, biting into some bacon. Everyone excluding Scarlett looked at her oddly. "Her father died of drowning," she explained, continuing to chew her bacon. "She hates anything to do with water."
Scarlett's cheeks went scarlet. She looked down at her lap.
"A little rain won't hurt, will it?" Robert said, smirking.
The rest of the meal was eaten in silence.
A fierce wind blew through the trees. Rain hammered down on the soil. Thunder started to rumble.
Suddenly, a blue light surrounded the air for a moment, soon returning to normal.
"One," Miss Lewisham muttered under her breath, hoping not to be heard. Sierra, the nearest to her, did.
"Miss Lewisham?" she whispered, standing next to her guardian.
Miss Lewisham didn't reply. Her eyes stayed focused on the sky, which seemed to gradually be growing dark by the minute. Despite the ice cold wind, the woman didn't shiver beneath her thin coat.
Another strike of lightning lit up the sky.
"Two," said Miss Lewisham, her face getting pale. "Come, children, we must hurry!" She picked up her speed a tiny bit. After jogging slightly, she tripped up and landed on the wet dirt.
"Miss Lewisham!" Sierra and Scarlett cried, running forward and helping her get up. In no way did she look harmed, but her entire front half was covered in damp, brown soil.
"Oh, no!" she said simply, not even appearing to be bothered. "I should go home and wash up. I presume you can find your own way home? Yes? Good! Bye!" With that, the lady rushed off so quickly that none of the children could say anything.
"Well, she's a brilliant guardian, isn't she?" Amy said sarcastically, stepping back. "Normal people would be screaming and –" she began to add, but she stumbled over a tree stump and fell backwards, right down a hole.
"Amy!" Scarlett screamed, kneeling next to the hole. "Amy! Are you down there?"
Her voice travelled down the hole, echoing as it bounced along the rough stone walls. It swam into Amy's ears.
"Yes, I'm fine!" she groaned in reply, rubbing her head. She stood up and looked at her surroundings. She was in some sort of dimly lit cave passageway.
"What's down there?" a voice called down, though Amy couldn't place who it belonged to.
"It's just a cave! But come down, it's odd being on my own!"
She shivered and stood back, allowing space for the others to jump down. After a short hesitation, Sierra fell, landing remarkably on her feet. Amy clapped.
Next was Robert. Like Amy, he landed on his back, but his coat was thicker than hers, so his fall was more gentle.
The three of them waited for about a minute, wondering where Scarlett was. When Sierra checked, she was dangling from the brim of the whole, her feet about a metre off of the ground. She looked like she was perfectly fine where she was.
"Oh, come on!" Amy shouted impatiently, standing directly under her stepsister. "It isn't that far!"
Scarlett still remained hanging. Amy thought of something.
"No! Scarlett, there's a snake up there!" she said, faking fear. She jumped out of the way just as the girl slipped down.
"Run!" she cried, pushing past them and racing down the cavernous hallway. Amy, Sierra and Robert chased after her, laughing and making hisses.
Soon they all came out into a sort of volcano-type cave. It was shaped like a large, rocky vase. The floor was mostly flat, but a small part stuck up in the middle, twisting up for about 2 feet. It looked like a sort of lightning bolt.
"Wow," Sierra breathed, trailing her hand along the rough stone of the walls. "It's amazing!"
The other three were also in awe. They walked around, picking up different types of rocks and comparing them with others. None of them had ever seen anything like it before.
BOOM!
A massive sound erupted from the middle of the cave, right where the lightning shaped stone stood. All four children rushed over, and their mouths fell of their faces.
The brim of the cave was being circled by lightning. The whole cave lit up in blue light, illuminating everything. Four images carved onto the walls, but each child could only see one.
Robert saw what looked like roots digging in the ground. The fact that they hadn't been there before didn't before him; he was too busy trying to work out what the picture meant.
In front of Sierra's eyes flashed a cloud. Birds were flying in and out of it, and three little curved lines resembled wind blowing fiercely through the air.
Flames blew up in front of Amy's eyes. They twisted and curled; the orange and yellow flickering in perfect synchronisation.
The waves of the sea splashed against the shore. A dolphin jumped out of the water, front flipping before he went back under. A shark curved its way through the blueness. Scarlett grinned. It looked so beautiful.
Whilst the four were staring at their individual images, four forks of lightning reached down; through the one fork that was already circling the brim of the vase. They crept down to the lightning stone, and, when they landed on it in unison, a bright white glow emitted. Four other forks, coloured blue, green, silver and red, silently slithered towards each of the children…
