*note* whoopsies this is supposed to be the prologue (I think thats what
it's called) and the chapter 1 part was also supposed to be the prologue
but yeah.. it's confusing!! =(
My arm ached terribly The pain was blinding. I could barely move it. Who cares if I fell out of the tree.There were more important things to worry about. Where was Jonathon? Where was mother and father? Where was Tera? I groped my way around trying to stay hidden but also to find a better place to view what was goin on.
I gasped at the sight. There must have been at least one-hundred men seated on horses. Most of them were carrying some sort of torch. Others carried weapons and unusually large bags. They were dressed in ripped clothing that came down to their ankles. Their feet were bare but had strange red markings. However, there was one man who was different from the rest. His clothing didn't look like rags at all. His feet weren't bare. His hair wasn't as long as the others. He was the one that I would fear for the rest of my life. He was the man that caused me pain and suffering It was he who turned my world upside down. The man stared at my brother with hatred in his eyes.
"You there!" He growled. My brother seemed to come back to life. He looked up. "Y-y-yes?" He stammered. "Who are the people thta own this nice little cottage?" he spat. I shuddered at every word he spoke.
"My family. Mother and father, Tera and Zoe, and me." he said slowly, as if he didn't quite understand a word he said. It was as if someone had cast a spell on him. This wasn't my brother at all. "Ah, well, your mother and father and little Tera were taken care of quite a long time ago." As he said this my heart skipped a beat. Mother? I hadn't even had the chance to tell her goodbye, and father? What was I supposed to do without him? He was supposed to teach me all about the animals in the forest. What about Tera? She was only a few months old.
I stared at this man with complete hatred. He just sat on his horse laughing like a deranged maniac. Jonathon just stood there. "You can either come with us willingly, or we will just kill you. Either way, your going to end up dead!" He exclaimed, his eyes closing to slits. Jonathon nodded, as if he were a zombie. "What about this girl named Zoe. Is she armed? How old is she and is she dangerous?" he asked. I noticed the other men on the horses were looking a bit exhausted and perhaps a bit bored of the ;eader's questions.
Dazed, Jonathon looked at him and finally he seemed to be coming back to the real world. "I will tell you nothing!" Jonathon yelled. The leader's eyes grew large. His face twisted in disgust. Then he smirked. "Well, she couldn't have gotten far. The rest of your family didn't." He started laughing again as he drew a sword and pointed it at his heart. "We'll see if you won't tell me the answers. Your not helping her. She will be found, and she will be killed. Tell me, and I shall spare your life. Don't tell me, and I'll keep you locked up until we find her, and I shall kill her in front of you." He explained. Jonathon turned red with anger.
"Why should I tell you anything? What do you want with my family? Who are you?" Jonathon replied. The leader folded his arms and shot him a quizzical look. "Wrong answer." He said as his sword pierced Jonathon's heart. It felt as if my heart shattered into millions of pieces that night. Jonathon sank to his knees. The color in his face drained away as he finally sank to the ground. Most of the men started leaving as Jonathon lay there lifeless. "Torch the place!" The leader commanded as he threw his own torch at the cottage that used to be my home sweet home.
At this time I was already crying and the smoke was everywhere. I couldn't run and I couldn't hide. I knew they were out to find me. I wasn't even quite sure the reason. Our family has never had any enemies in the past. My tears blinded me. I couldn't see and the thick smoke was making it worse. Figuring out I had nothing to lose and nothing to gain, I let myself fall to the ground and pass out.
My arm ached terribly The pain was blinding. I could barely move it. Who cares if I fell out of the tree.There were more important things to worry about. Where was Jonathon? Where was mother and father? Where was Tera? I groped my way around trying to stay hidden but also to find a better place to view what was goin on.
I gasped at the sight. There must have been at least one-hundred men seated on horses. Most of them were carrying some sort of torch. Others carried weapons and unusually large bags. They were dressed in ripped clothing that came down to their ankles. Their feet were bare but had strange red markings. However, there was one man who was different from the rest. His clothing didn't look like rags at all. His feet weren't bare. His hair wasn't as long as the others. He was the one that I would fear for the rest of my life. He was the man that caused me pain and suffering It was he who turned my world upside down. The man stared at my brother with hatred in his eyes.
"You there!" He growled. My brother seemed to come back to life. He looked up. "Y-y-yes?" He stammered. "Who are the people thta own this nice little cottage?" he spat. I shuddered at every word he spoke.
"My family. Mother and father, Tera and Zoe, and me." he said slowly, as if he didn't quite understand a word he said. It was as if someone had cast a spell on him. This wasn't my brother at all. "Ah, well, your mother and father and little Tera were taken care of quite a long time ago." As he said this my heart skipped a beat. Mother? I hadn't even had the chance to tell her goodbye, and father? What was I supposed to do without him? He was supposed to teach me all about the animals in the forest. What about Tera? She was only a few months old.
I stared at this man with complete hatred. He just sat on his horse laughing like a deranged maniac. Jonathon just stood there. "You can either come with us willingly, or we will just kill you. Either way, your going to end up dead!" He exclaimed, his eyes closing to slits. Jonathon nodded, as if he were a zombie. "What about this girl named Zoe. Is she armed? How old is she and is she dangerous?" he asked. I noticed the other men on the horses were looking a bit exhausted and perhaps a bit bored of the ;eader's questions.
Dazed, Jonathon looked at him and finally he seemed to be coming back to the real world. "I will tell you nothing!" Jonathon yelled. The leader's eyes grew large. His face twisted in disgust. Then he smirked. "Well, she couldn't have gotten far. The rest of your family didn't." He started laughing again as he drew a sword and pointed it at his heart. "We'll see if you won't tell me the answers. Your not helping her. She will be found, and she will be killed. Tell me, and I shall spare your life. Don't tell me, and I'll keep you locked up until we find her, and I shall kill her in front of you." He explained. Jonathon turned red with anger.
"Why should I tell you anything? What do you want with my family? Who are you?" Jonathon replied. The leader folded his arms and shot him a quizzical look. "Wrong answer." He said as his sword pierced Jonathon's heart. It felt as if my heart shattered into millions of pieces that night. Jonathon sank to his knees. The color in his face drained away as he finally sank to the ground. Most of the men started leaving as Jonathon lay there lifeless. "Torch the place!" The leader commanded as he threw his own torch at the cottage that used to be my home sweet home.
At this time I was already crying and the smoke was everywhere. I couldn't run and I couldn't hide. I knew they were out to find me. I wasn't even quite sure the reason. Our family has never had any enemies in the past. My tears blinded me. I couldn't see and the thick smoke was making it worse. Figuring out I had nothing to lose and nothing to gain, I let myself fall to the ground and pass out.