The Enchanted Baby.
Laura was sitting on her bed, her baby brother sleeping peacefully in his
crib beside her. It was 7:30pm and her father was working late, Dursey, her
stepmother, was entertaining her family downstairs. She despised Laura and
Angelus being around to 'taunt' her. Having no children of her own, having
miscarriages and complications at birth, Dursey became bitter to Laura who
was raising her own baby brother, who cried every time Dursey came near
him. Laura's father Michael let Dursey believe the baby was Laura's for the
time being, knowing it would cause trouble if she knew Laura's mother who
had disappeared had left him at the front door with a note and a small red
book. It was hard to explain to Dursey who Laura, Angelus and Sarah were;
they had such a close bond between them yet Sarah wasn't there any longer.
Laura knew her mother was safe, she knew things would work out okay, she
would find her mother, and begin a new life with them both. Unfortunately
her father would be left behind with the bitter and twisted Dursey, his
life would become a misery. Laura walked down stairs to fetch Angelus a
bottle of milk and a sandwich for herself. She didn't like to use her
magick if she was going to get caught in the middle of a spell, so she made
the dangerous task of walking through the main room, past the dining table.
The conversation always stopped when Laura stepped in the room, as if they were talking about Angelus, her father or even herself. She walked through without so much as a whisper and as soon as she had a glass of cold milk, some cookies, a chicken salad sandwich and a bottle of mildly warm milk and baby food for Angelus, she near enough ran back up to her room trying not to drop anything she was carrying. When she was back in her room she sat on the bed again, pressed a few buttons on her hi-fi remote and Tatu began to play softly to begin with so she could watch and listen to what they were saying downstairs. She moved into a comfortable position to sit and watched them laughing cruelly, the conversation brimming with interesting facts everyone wanted to know, even Laura. About luxuries and expensive jewellery, clothing and other items, like shoes.
"The brats can't be alive when the will is read out, the inheritance will surely go to them, they being the only living reminders of Sarah!" said Dursey, hey eyes grew a fiery red at the mention of Laura's mother's name. Laura rested the now blank crystal on the bed and checked on her sleeping baby brother, Angelus.
"Angelus, it is because I love you dear brother that I must do this. We have no choice but to leave, if you need milk, we have this bottle for now and some food. My magick will help us." She said, she downed the ice cold milk, the dizziness a refreshing change from the mild warmth that the central heating gave, she was never cold, nor warm. She threw a crystal at the dresser and it turned into a small bag, she did the same with her built in wardrobe and it turned into a slightly larger bag than before but were so light and easy to carry she had no problem lifting her 8 month old baby brother. She held Angelus' crib under one of her arms with his bottle, baby food and her cookies sitting tucked in by his feet. She looked deep into the crystal and asked it for somewhere safe, friendly place to stay. She held a crystal in her hand and the bags between her feet.
It showed a man with long blonde hair, wearing 'tight' trousers, knee high black boots and a white poets shirt. It was then that she it above them. "It's time to leave." Said Laura, she disappeared in a cloud of glitter with Angelus in her arms and two bags between her feet.
She appeared in the same room as the blonde guy, he turned around suddenly, feeling a strong magick present. "Sarah, what's going on?" he asked. "What do you mean? My name is Laura; my mother's name is Sarah. Do I know you? The crystal brought me here, somewhere safe and friendly, like I asked it to. Where ever here is." She said, Angelus started to stir in his sleep. "Hey baby, its okay, they cant hurt us now, we're far from home and Dursey doesn't know where we are, hell, even I don't." "Laura, what colour are your eyes?" asked the blonde guy. "One is green and one is brown, why?" She asked, she prided herself on her mismatched eyes, they gave her individuality and style beyond any of her friends, none of them could match her mysteriousness and none wanted to, they loved her for it and wouldn't want her any other way.
"There is someone I would like you to meet and then I can introduce myself properly." Said the guy. "Okay, er.. Could I lay him down somewhere, we were kinda in a hurry to leave home and it was a last minute decision, my arms are kinda aching." Said Laura. Yes, you can put him in there, he'll be fine out of his crib." Said the blonde guy as he pointed to a pit that looked like a perfect place for a spit fire, only it was filled with lots of luxurious cushions, such a good place for Angelus to stay for a while.
"Thank you, so, does magick run in your family?" asked Laura; she was getting a distinct impression that she knew this guy. "Yes, only one of my children will have magick as strong as mine, and in turn will rule the Labyrinth." Said the guy. Laura walked over to the pit where the cushions lay and placed Angelus in the centre. Silently looking up at her, even he knew this was home. "So, who is this person you want me to meet?" asked Laura, she heard footsteps behind her.
The conversation always stopped when Laura stepped in the room, as if they were talking about Angelus, her father or even herself. She walked through without so much as a whisper and as soon as she had a glass of cold milk, some cookies, a chicken salad sandwich and a bottle of mildly warm milk and baby food for Angelus, she near enough ran back up to her room trying not to drop anything she was carrying. When she was back in her room she sat on the bed again, pressed a few buttons on her hi-fi remote and Tatu began to play softly to begin with so she could watch and listen to what they were saying downstairs. She moved into a comfortable position to sit and watched them laughing cruelly, the conversation brimming with interesting facts everyone wanted to know, even Laura. About luxuries and expensive jewellery, clothing and other items, like shoes.
"The brats can't be alive when the will is read out, the inheritance will surely go to them, they being the only living reminders of Sarah!" said Dursey, hey eyes grew a fiery red at the mention of Laura's mother's name. Laura rested the now blank crystal on the bed and checked on her sleeping baby brother, Angelus.
"Angelus, it is because I love you dear brother that I must do this. We have no choice but to leave, if you need milk, we have this bottle for now and some food. My magick will help us." She said, she downed the ice cold milk, the dizziness a refreshing change from the mild warmth that the central heating gave, she was never cold, nor warm. She threw a crystal at the dresser and it turned into a small bag, she did the same with her built in wardrobe and it turned into a slightly larger bag than before but were so light and easy to carry she had no problem lifting her 8 month old baby brother. She held Angelus' crib under one of her arms with his bottle, baby food and her cookies sitting tucked in by his feet. She looked deep into the crystal and asked it for somewhere safe, friendly place to stay. She held a crystal in her hand and the bags between her feet.
It showed a man with long blonde hair, wearing 'tight' trousers, knee high black boots and a white poets shirt. It was then that she it above them. "It's time to leave." Said Laura, she disappeared in a cloud of glitter with Angelus in her arms and two bags between her feet.
She appeared in the same room as the blonde guy, he turned around suddenly, feeling a strong magick present. "Sarah, what's going on?" he asked. "What do you mean? My name is Laura; my mother's name is Sarah. Do I know you? The crystal brought me here, somewhere safe and friendly, like I asked it to. Where ever here is." She said, Angelus started to stir in his sleep. "Hey baby, its okay, they cant hurt us now, we're far from home and Dursey doesn't know where we are, hell, even I don't." "Laura, what colour are your eyes?" asked the blonde guy. "One is green and one is brown, why?" She asked, she prided herself on her mismatched eyes, they gave her individuality and style beyond any of her friends, none of them could match her mysteriousness and none wanted to, they loved her for it and wouldn't want her any other way.
"There is someone I would like you to meet and then I can introduce myself properly." Said the guy. "Okay, er.. Could I lay him down somewhere, we were kinda in a hurry to leave home and it was a last minute decision, my arms are kinda aching." Said Laura. Yes, you can put him in there, he'll be fine out of his crib." Said the blonde guy as he pointed to a pit that looked like a perfect place for a spit fire, only it was filled with lots of luxurious cushions, such a good place for Angelus to stay for a while.
"Thank you, so, does magick run in your family?" asked Laura; she was getting a distinct impression that she knew this guy. "Yes, only one of my children will have magick as strong as mine, and in turn will rule the Labyrinth." Said the guy. Laura walked over to the pit where the cushions lay and placed Angelus in the centre. Silently looking up at her, even he knew this was home. "So, who is this person you want me to meet?" asked Laura, she heard footsteps behind her.
