The Memory of A Girl
Chapter 2
By: Rosie Lovely
10 years ago…
The French doors of a little girl's bedroom slowly closed shut as her parents didn't want to wake her. Hand in hand, they both walked down the hallway. "My dear Talia, tomorrow our daughter Blaire will be graduating from Alfea as the guardian fairy of the Blue Crowned Pheonix." A man spoke to his wife, his voice was deep but calming.
"Oh Timothy, it seemed like yesterday when she was the same age as Christene. Now she'll be graduating as a guardian fairy.." Talia looked into her husband's green eyes, which were glowing with happiness.
A guard made his way up to the couple and stood straight. "Excuse me your majesties," he bowed. "There is a guest waiting for you in the throne room."
"A guest? At this late hour?" Talia asked him, the guard bowed and guided them down the corridor.
As they made it into the throne room, there was a girl. She had rosy skin, long chocolate hair and navy blue eyes. The couple recognized her right away.
"Blaire!" They shouted as they ran over to hug their daughter. Blaire smiled at her parents, brightly.
"Mother, father, I'm so glad to see you!" She said cheerfully.
"Blaire, aren't you graduating tomorrow? What are you doing here?" Timothy asked his daughter.
"Well Ms. Faragonda let me come and visit you because…I have special news." Blaire smiled, she wondered off with her parents and away from the guards.
"Damon asked me to marry him!" She cheered, her mother hugged her. They both smiled at Blaire.
Blaire has been dating her boyfriend Damon since sophomore year at Alfea. He's, of course, a good friend to Christene, and even though he isn't a prince Blaire's parents like him anyway.
"Honey, that's wonderful!" Talia cheered. Timothy chuckled.
"I think it's nice to have Damon as a son-in-law. Just as long as you promise to visit often, then I be able to handle it." Timothy joked, Blaire hugged her father.
"Thanks daddy.." She sighed.
Their hug was interrupted by a loud crash coming from down the hall, followed by a small scream. The three ran down the hall with guards following not far behind. They stopped at Christene's bedroom door and found her being held by her neck by a person wearing a black robe and a hoodie covering it's face. Christene was struggling to get free with all her might, but the person in the black robe laughed evily.
"Ah, the king and queen of the Mongols Empire. And their little princess too!" The person spoke, it was a woman's voice. Through the hood she smirked with her black painted lips.
"I have to admit, you took longer than I thought you would. It was getting boring watching your daughter choke to death.." The woman sighed.
"Let Christene go, now!" Talia ordered, there were tears in her eyes.
"Fine.." The woman said, she dropped the small child to the floor.
Christene coughed and breathed heavily. Talia scooped her up and held her close, as if she was never going to let her go.
"Who are you? And why are you here?" Timothy asked the woman, his voice clear with anger.
The woman laughed evily again and took off her hood. Long curls of firey red hair and dark purple, almost black, eyes pierced out in the open. "Hello King Timothy." She smirked.
"Merdelia," Timothy's eyes widened. "Guards!" He shouted, the guards behind them, arched and were ready for attack when Merdelia lifted her hands. Her palms glowed a dark navy blue, that flashing light froze the guards to stone.
"You really thought they could stop me?" She asked him.
"Why are you here?" Talia asked her. Christene looked at the woman, her eyes could barely stay open.
"I'm here for the power of the Blue Crowned Phoenix, or in this case, Christene." Merdelia pointed at Christene who suddenly started to glow a light blue color.
Slowly, Christene's body moved away from her mother's as if she was being controlled. Talia quickly pulled her back. "You can't have her!" She shouted.
"Okay, have it your way." Merdelia smiled, but then it dropped. She raised both her arms and a beam of dark light flashed and towards Talia, but missed and hit one of the frozen guards.
She quickly handed Christene to her sister Blaire. "Blaire, take you sister somewhere safe, now!" Timothy ordered her.
Blaire nodded and ran out the door, Merdelia gasped. "No!" She shouted and flashed another beam, this time it did hit Talia.
She hit the floor with a loud thud. Timothy sat on his knees next to her. "Talia.." He spoke, she didn't move.
"You witch!" Timothy shouted, angrily and picked up one of the soldier's fallen swords.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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~Rose