A/N: well I had this new idea and I just had to write it! Even tho I should really be posting one of the other 20 ideas in my notebook…whatever…I like this idea too! Dunno if the title's any good tho… oh well, hope you like it! I've written the next chapter, but I might not put it up until I get some reviews wiggles eyebrows suggestively! So R&R!!
Child of the Lost
Prologue
A young girl of about 8 crouched by the door to the living room in her house. She could hear the police talking in the other room, and strained to hear what they had to say. Somehow she knew it was important.
"…disappeared without a trace…"
"Do you think there's any chance she's still alive?"
"It's not likely…"
'They must be talking about mama' she thought.
"What about the girl?"
"For now she'll go into a home with an officer in case this was a kidnapping. When we know she'll be safe and find the will she can go to where her mother wanted her to be sent."
'Now they're talking about me! ...Leave the shrine! But what if mama comes back! No one will be waiting for her. I don't want to go! She quickly made up her mind. Moving as silently as she could she left the room and climbed the stairs.
The girl went into her room and pulled a duffle bag out from under her bed. Quickly she stuffed all her clothes into it and a few special belongings. A favorite toy, gifts from her mom, a couple books, and a necklace all went into the sack. She glanced at the necklace a second time and thought, 'Maybe it would be safer to wear it.' She pulled it out and slipped it over her head. The claws on the cord tickled her neck. She tucked the large jewel also strung on it under her shirt before adding her other shoes to the bag.
Flashback
A woman pulled a little girl onto her lap. The woman appeared to be in her mid-30s and the girl only about 4.
"I want to give this to you," the woman told her daughter, "but you have to promise to keep it safe."
"I promise," said the little girl and she giggled. Her mother smiled and slipped the necklace over her head.
End Flashback
'Anything else?' she thought. An idea popped into her head and she grabbed her pajamas, a pink sleeping bag and a pillow and somehow managed to make them fit in the bag. She kissed her teddy bear and placed him on top.
It took her five minutes to zip the duffle because it was so stuffed with her most necessary and precious items. She grabbed her backpack to fill with food and tried to pick up the duffle. It proved nearly impossible. It took her 10 minutes to lug it down to the kitchen and she was afraid she would be discovered because of all the noise she made.
Eventually she had the backpack filled with food and drinks and headed out the backdoor. Then it hit her she had no idea where she was going.
Flashback
"Mama, why do you go in the well-house?"
"Sometimes I go there because I'm sad, and it's a place where I can be alone. Other times I go because it is a good place to sit and think. It helps me clear my mind and make decisions."
End Flashback
She walked across the courtyard, dragging the duffle and opened the well-house's sliding doors. Stepping inside she closed the doors behind her and sat on the steps.
No inspiration came.
"Maybe you have to be inside the well?" she said aloud.
Managing to pick up the duffle she walked down the steps and pulled herself onto the edge of the well. She placed the bag on the edge next to her. Its weight made it fall into the well and because she was clutching the handle so tightly she was pulled in, too.
Suddenly a blue glow surrounded her and the bags. It faded and she gently landed on the bottom of the well.
"That was weird," she commented.
Suddenly she heard birds chirping and a breeze blowing. She looked up and saw not the ceiling of the well house, but blue, cloudless sky.