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Chapter 2: Death Hits Home
I had waved a goodbye to Charlie after school, and I was kicking stones across the path as I walked homeward. The school day had gone quickly, with the teachers giving out boring homework that I would be slaving over for the next few hours. The sun was already setting by the time I got to the end of my road, distributing mesmerizing colours across the sky. Greens and blues mixed in with the pinks and purples of the oncoming night. The sun was a deep orange curve on the horizon, and the shadows had grown long, stretching lazily across the path. It was a breathtaking sight. There had been an onslaught of sleet and snow all day. We had seen it pour down in torrents, and flutter like feathers in the wind. Still though, it had left it's slippery touch on the road before me, and as the temperatures had fallen, the water had turned into ice. I started to slip and slide my way down the road. It was getting colder, and I knew that we could easily get more snow soon. That meant Christmas and snowball fights! I could see that many people had already thrown salt in their driveways as a precaution for ice, but the road and the path beside it was too far gone. All seemed quiet and peaceful. In fact, it almost seemed too silent...
Then with a whoosh and a puff of black smoke, someone appeared out of thin air. They were wearing a long black cloak and a pointed hat; just like a wizard would have worn. My jaw dropped. That guy appeared out of nowhere! I thought. It was an unexpected shock to see this man, and I wanted to take a closer look. It suddenly dawned on me as I stared at the figure. Could this man be a wizard? He looked like he apparated out of thin air...although I had never seen anyone apparate before, so there was no evidence to support the desperate claim that made it's way into my mind. Either way, I had to tell Charlie about this!
I flipped open my phone to take a picture as evidence, when the person turned and saw me. I froze. The man was wearing a skull mask. No, it couldn't be...
The person reached into its cloak and brought out a wand. I was paralysed with the sudden fear that flowed through every living cell of my body. That cannot be… surely not…is that a Death Eater? My thoughts swarmed around like bees inside my head. A Death Eater? Here? In Birchington?
"Shit." I murmured and started to move back. I knew for sure that this guy was about to kill me. I had read enough about Death Eaters to know that. Death Eaters killed any muggles that interfere or witnessed their horrible crimes. How could someone like this be real? Was I hallucinating? I considered the reliability of the sight before me as I gazed in horror at the wizard.
The Death Eater aimed his wand at me and cried.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The green ball of light rocketed towards me, and I dived over the wall of the house next to me. The Death Eater's spell ricocheted off of a lamppost, setting a bush on fire. OK then, this is definitely real. I poked my head over the wall and looked at the Death Eater. The Death Eater raised his wand again, but before he could do anything, someone else apparated in the middle of the street. The Death Eater whipped around, and upon seeing the person, he sent two green spells at him. The person stepped to one side. A car tyre burst. A duel commenced, sparks flying as two spells met in the middle of the two men. The second person was wearing a brown leather jacket with a black shirt and black trousers. By the way the man seemed to be fighting; I guessed that he was only trying to stun the Death Eater. He must be an auror! I realised as a red spell hit a flying bird, which tumbled down to the floor behind one of the nearby houses.
"Expelliarmus!" the auror bellowed, and shot another spell at the Death Eater who dodged it. I had started filming the fight on my phone by now, and I did not notice the red spell coming directly for me. I was thrown back by the force of the spell, into the side of the house nearest me. I gasped in pain as the bricks scraped down my back, but thankfully, nobody noticed. I got up and continued to film, wincing, but determined to film as much as I could. Although I was scared, I couldn't believe it. Here, right in front of me, was a wizard's duel. So magic was real.
The Death Eater twirled his wand, and shot seven fireballs, one of which hit the auror squarely in the chest. The auror made a choking sound, and staggered. Even from behind the wall, I could see the angry red of the burn as it sunk into the man's flesh, giving way to a bright red stream of blood. A blast of green light told me that the Death Eaters work was done. The Death Eater turned to me. I stopped recording as the Death Eater dissapparated. I flipped down my phone and put it in my pocket. I sighed and calmed down. Maybe the wizard had not seen me. He must have thought that I'd run away from the explosive action.
Suddenly, I heard another whoosh behind me, and I was grabbed from behind by the Death Eater. The Death Eater put his wand against my neck, and chuckled as I tried desperately to get away, but to no avail.
"Say your last words kid," he laughed cruelly, digging the wand into my windpipe.
I choked in pain as I tried desperately to breathe. Adrenaline took hold of me. I remembered something my grandfather taught me when he was still alive. My oxygen starved brain managed to reply the memory as my life flashed across my eyes.
"Remember my boy," he said in his raspy voice "If you ever find trouble, just SING,"
I remembered what SING was. It was a last resort self defence technique I used if I ever got into trouble. My Grandfather had taught me it after I was beaten up badly by a bully at school a few years ago. Stomach, instep, nose, groin. It held my only chance of living. I took a small breath and gritted my teeth. No way was I going to die tonight. No. Way.
"Fuck...You..." I coughed.
The Death Eater laughed harshly. My heart pumped so hard that it felt like it was going to burst. But this was my only chance of staying alive. So I did it. My elbow went into the Death Eater's stomach, and I stomped on his foot. The wizard cried out in pain. My next punch hit the Death Eater's nose, and he barely had time to recover before I had twisted out of his grip, and kicked him in the groin. I didn't stop to see the damage – I ran as fast as I could towards my house. I was halfway there before the Death Eater apparated in front of me, smiling with the cold hearted grin of a murderer. Instinct took over, and as the Death Eater raised his wand, I snatched it, and threw it into a bush nearby. I punched the Death Eater in the face, and when he bent down, cradling his nose, I kicked the wizard in the same place. I ran off again, leaving the Death Eater stumbling around. I saw my house and opened the door, slamming it behind me.
"KAINE!" screeched my mother as I bolted up the stairs and in to my room, complaining because I had slammed the door a little too hard.
"Sorry!" I cried as I emptied my entire rucksack on my bed. I heard a bang from downstairs as the front door blew off its hinges. My mother screamed. I started to panic and my hands began to shake, still aching from hitting the man's face. Blankets. I shoved them in. Extra pairs of clothes. Into the bag they went. I opened my money box and found forty pounds in there. In my pocket. Phone Charger. Check. Picture frame of my mother, in it went. I heard my mother's last scream echo downstairs as I heard the Death Eater yell the killing curse. Tears started to fall down my face. Mum was maybe not the nicest person, but she was still my mother…
I put in my penknife, a torch, and - somehow – all seven of my Harry Potter books. I stuffed it all in and zipped up my backpack. I could hear the Death Eater crashing around in the kitchen. Leaving my tears to fall freely down my face, I looked for a way to get out of my own house alive. I open the window, and look outside. Fortunately, my bedroom was right above the door of our house. We had an outside porch, and I decided that the fastest way out of here was to get on top of the porch roof. I secured my rucksack on my back, and scrambled out of the window. I hung from my window ledge, and dropped before my arms started begging me to let go. I surprised myself when I landed lightly, in a crouching position. I felt like a badass agent in the crime fighting films. My second landing was not so graceful. I fell into a bush as I leapt from the porch roof to the floor. I cursed quietly as my fingers twitched in pain, blood oozing out of the cuts that had been left on them. It's only a minor injury, so I can pay attention to that when I'm safer. Luckily, the Death Eater didn't hear me, so I set off jogging towards Charlie's house. I had to tell him everything I'd seen: that the wizarding world was real, a Death Eater attacked me, and the man killed my mother…
I let the tears dry on my face as I ran. I would have to mourn for Mum later.
OK then, this chapter is finished. I'm so excited for the future chapters!
I am trying to update as much as I can but I am up to my head in coursework and homework. I will try to update often, but don't count on it.
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