Chapter 1-Isabella?

Two and Half Years Later

'Isa' the wind whispered as it speeds past me in a rush. Today was windy again, as usual, with dark clouds covering the sky as thou it was about to rain, causing a dark and depressing effect. 'Click click' I continued to walk thru the dark streets, with only the sounds of the wind and my heels whispering to me.

'Isabella' the wind whispered again, but I still walked on.

It's been three weeks since that fateful day. I knew if I was going to find help I had to push on, but my legs had begun to hurt and the cut on my upper arm was throbbing, although it had stopped bleeding, I could tell it was infected. About 2 days ago I was passed by a white van wagon. I knew it was dangerous but I walked to it, when it came to a halt, just as I was stepping up to the back of the wagon, I got a bad feeling and made of in to a run, but after about 5 minutes I realized a man was chasing after me. Passing another side street I saw another turn, slowly I skidded to a halt after slamming myself in to the side of a tree. As the man turned to follow me into the forest, I slammed my foot out in front of me as hard as I could, sending him flying in to the next tree over. By now I had passed most of the empty forest I knew I was going to see them again, and soon, but I ran over to a ledge where the man caught my arm while he was holding up a knife, I didn't pay him any attention as I jumped down the ledge and landed on my feet. I bolting down the sandy ground I heard the man shouting for me but I pushed on. The clearing with the ledge started disappearing and more and more trees appeared, I knew I was leaving the beach front but I had to move and fast. Running past a small patch of shrubs I noticed animal tracings, but I couldn't look back, following the markings I ran, soon crossing a large river and thru the forest and past the old mansion that once belonged to a rich family that had moved when they adopted 2 more kids and farther than the trees had ever moved to. Soon I found a large rock that would give me coverage until I had enough energy to move on again.

Since I have been running since 1964 when I was only 17, because I accidently saved the king using my witch craft even thou it was banned, shortly after my leaving, my Mother, Renee, Died. My mother was a wonderful, she was the village healer, something no one else new was she was a witch too; she's the one who taught me to control my magic. She was a beautiful lady with ruby red hair, and bright emerald green eyes. She always wore black thou, after my father, Charlie, died in a ruffled fight with one of the kings guards men. The guard was killed two days later by the king himself.

I woke suddenly to hear some talking. 'I am sure she will be ok, my dear' I know that voice but I'm unable to remember from where. I hear a bit of movement in the back ground, and then a voice I remember clearly as day, 'I believe, sister, that she will wake soon, for it had been 2 months since she was found asleep.' of course I knew that voice, after all I had saved him many times before and hidden from his family for 2 and half years since that fateful day. Slowly I allowed my eyes to flutter open, the sudden sight before me was splined, before me stood the prince where he had been standing with his fathers on his right side, and his mother was standing on my left with her hands on her daughter who was seated half on the bed, facing me. Wait, a bed? Last I remember I was on solid ground. Last I remembered I was to be killed if found, because I preformed magic. Quickly I sat up, almost throwing the princess and queen off the bed before climbing out of bed to make a run for it until the prince caught me in a hugged embrace to stop me from running. 'lay down, we aren't going to kill you, you saved our lives, now its our turn to do the same for you' the prince whispered in my ear making me shiver as his warm breath traveled down my thought as though it was creating a path for him.


As muuch as i enjoys writting storys i cant write anything without a cup of hot tea. lol.