3

Meeting the Master

The road that we were on led us through mountains and over hills, past other villages and over bridges with wild rivers rushing underneath. I don't know how long we were driving because I must have fallen asleep through most of the journey, because the next thing I know we are going upwards towards the sky. We were still in the car so figured we were being lifted by an elevator made especially for cars or something. We finally got to the top and the guard got out to open the door for us.

I stepped out onto a polished marble platform that was hundreds of metres above any kind of land. The guard led us through a long corridor it looked like glass because you could see what was beneath you and it looked as if we were above the clouds because it was white underneath and it seemed to move fluffy and light. Weird. When the corridor came to an end it was blocked with two really tall really big set of doors, patterned with swirls and curling vines with little leaves coming of them, and centred with big handles to match.

The guard opened the massive double doors and mum court my hand in her grip. And didn't let go. Crap. Just what I need. To look like I need to hold my mums hand. But then I realised it wasn't me who need to be held, it was my mum.

When we entered the strange room (that looked more like a palace then a court room, or what I assumed was suppose to be a court room) it had a huge round table in the middle and made the room seem more mysterious then light and welcoming. Around the table were 7 chairs evenly spread. Sitting at the table facing us was a man. With long strait silver hair that looked something like what elves had from Lord of the Rings. I was guessing how old he was, he was obviously much older then mum, maybe 10 years older, wow he really was old. How could mum go out with this guy? He's ugly! Ew. But then she's mum and has always had a poor eye for boys, so don't know where I got my good eye from? The mans eyes matched his hair, gray, but it wasn't a dull gray like most gray's are, no. His eyes were full of life and sparkling almost, no wonder why mum liked him, not for his looks but for his eyes, they were beautiful, even to me. He was wearing white, all white and it was hard for me to see him different from the background. The man stood up and smiled at both me and mum, mum especially.

"Greetings!" He turned his attention back to me.

"My name is Lucian, it's a pleasure to have you here Miss. Skyler Longwood, we have been waiting for you for a very long time." He flashed me a brilliant smile and my knees almost buckled under his perfectness, actually now that I saw him close up he was more like and angel then a goblin. Which was my first impression of him.

"Are Mrs. Indianna Longwood, how long it has been since I had the pleasure of seeing you, you look as well as you did at our last meeting. How are you?"

"Um… fine thank you, it's a real delight being here once again Lucian." Mum looked a little flushed and unsure what to do, even a little scared.

"You're very welcome to come at anytime."

"Thank you very much, but you and I both know why I did not come, for two reasons."

"Are yes, that, well please, I insist that you stay here as a one of my guests."

"Oh, we don't wish to intrude your privacy Lucian."

"No I absolutely insist that you stay here." Lucian raised his hand to beckon the guard our way. When the guard was standing next to us Lucian told him to ready rooms for us. When the guard left, Lucian went and sat back down and asked us if we wanted a seat, but just as I went to sit I saw something out of the corner of my eye, I turned to look and saw someone. A boy. About my age. I couldn't make out his facial features, there was no light surrounding his face, but I think he was pretty good looking even without the light, imagine what he would look like with the light. Wow.

"Sky? What's wrong sweetheart?" mum was talking to me but I choose to ignore her. Who was this guy? He was just looking strait at me, pervert. But I couldn't understand what was wrong. He was making me feel self-conscious, I hated it, hated the gorgeous guy that was staring at me. Why me? What was so alarming or wrong with me that had to be stared at? I looked down at myself, I had dirt all over me from falling down the hole and I had a couple of scrapes here and there but nothing less, not that interesting that he had to keep staring at me! He turned and went down the little passageway.

"Sky, are you listening to me? Sky?" to be completely honest I wasn't but I turned around anyway.

"Yeah, sorry, thought I saw something."

"Well, I think your rooms are ready for you now." Said Lucian breaking the silence.

"Good!" I said, in a hurry to go somewhere that was away from everyone else.

"My guard, Seaman, will show you both to your rooms." Said Lucian.

"Please follow me ladies." Said Seaman, whom was obviously trying to make and effort not to sound flirty-thank god-but still a little pervy which made me want to through up, even if it was intended for my mother, but then it only made it worse that he was even thinking of her like that. It also made me a little protective, just a little. The only thing was that mum hadn't realised that it was intended for her, I don't know if she even herd him. As soon as we were out of the huge court room mum immediately turned to me, blocking me from going anywhere

"What happened out there? What did you see?"

"I don't know! Why does this even matter?"

"Because it just does, tell me what you saw!" she was grabbing onto me now and it was starting to hurt.

"Mum, you're hurting me, it was nothing just let go!"
"No, not until you tell me what you saw!"

"I don't know mum! Let me go you're hurting me!"

All of a sudden there was a voice right behind me and mum and I both turned to look at the same time.

"Is there a problem?" I turned to see that it was the boy that I saw before. WOW! He was absolutely gorgeous. Just as I had imagined him in the sun, all I could do was stare, like he had at me. Pay back. But the thing was that he was staring back at me, again. Only this time with the up-most intensity. His big brown eyes poured into me and gave me a feeling that I didn't know I could feel. I felt safe and warm, and saved. It gave me a power. A power that made me speak, and get out of my mothers hurting grip.

"Yes, yes there is, she is hurting me and I'm sick of it! LET ME GO!" I shouted as loud as I could into my mum's face, she jumped and let me go. I held my arm, it was saw where she and dug her nails in. the gorgeous boy came over and held my for-arm, a electric surge went through me, I was all of a sudden warm and felt so safe, now that he was here. I didn't care that I didn't know his name, all I new is that he was here. We both looked up at each other at the same time and I knew that he had the rush as well. He looked back down at my arm and I was surprised that it was bleeding.

"I'll take you to the sickbay; you need a bandage on that." He pointed to my bleeding arm that was now running down to my elbow. Great, thanks a whole heap mum. I looked up at him and smiled; he was watching me and smiled back. He smile was breath taking and I nearly buckled under the softness of his eyes. I looked back at my mother and found her staring at us but before I could say anything the boy was leading me away to bind my wounds that my mother had made, and he was taking me alone.