KAPITEL ZWEI- Leaving the Orphan Edge and the Death Eater

Five years after Isa's mother had died, Isa and I decided that we were bored and we would runaway. We wanted to go to Isabell's birth place: Bonn. At the time I don't think I realized that my German wasn't exactly great, and Isa's was that of a ten year old's, (whaddya know, she was 10.) I think Isa wanted to go to find her father, why she would want to is beyond me, but whatever. Maybe she wanted some sympathy or something.

We were to leave on the first Sunday of November. That day we gathered food, packed, and we stole some Mark.

(Author's note: The Mark was the German currency when this was written, Danke sehr!)

Ironically enough when we were about to leave, I heard a little kid scream in another room. I didn't know why the heck he was screaming, so I went to go see why.

When I walked into the room flames were blazing everywhere. The fire quickly spread, I grabbed the paralyzed child's wrist and ran out the door. We were on the second story of the orphan edge, so we went toward the staircase. I looked down and the first floor was already engulfed in flames. I slowly stepped on to a stair and my foot broke through. The little boy helped me up and we continued down in search of Isabell.

We got down the stairs okay, and I yelled Isabell's name. I could hear her voice, in another room. The fallen beams and collapsing ceiling made the whole building unrecognizable. I ran toward Isabell's voice and the boy went toward the window to get out. I started banging on the door yelling, "Isa? Are you in there?"

"Yes, Lorelei! The ceiling is collapsing!" Isabell yelled back.

"I'm going to get you out!"

"Do not try! There is nothing you can do," Isa said hopelessly. Suddenly, I heard something fall down. Isabell let out an acute scream.

"Isa!" I yelled, hoping for an answer. Quickly, I tried to open the door, something was blocking it. I kept on pushing each time harder than the last. Eventually I slid down to the ground, and I tried to catch my breath through all the smoke. "Isa!" I yelled again breathlessly. Still, there was no answer. "You can't die, answer me, please!" I begged helplessly. Realizing that I was in danger, and that I couldn't do anything for Isabell, I ran for the window in the kitchen. I grabbed a lamp and I broke the window open. I climbed out, still looking at the room where Isa was trapped. I sat outside the burning building, mentally paralyzed for who knows how long. The same though that I should have stayed and died trying to save Isabell ran through my head over and over again.

An alarm started to go off, the police, was my first thought. My paranoia of where I lived rushed back to me. I looked around to see where they were going. Walking over toward the bushes was a heavily cloaked man. I stood up, and he spotted. In his hand he held a torch. He had started the fire that had separated my best friend and me. I didn't have time to completely grasp this because he was quickly walking, almost running over to me. I looked around for something to defend myself with. All around me lay the broken glass from when I had broken the window. I picked up the biggest shard I could find. He whipped out a wand from beneath his cloak. He lifted it up and pointed it at me. I blindly threw the glass shard. I don't know where it hit him, because I was already running into the thinning forest.

I started to run out of stamina, so I ducked into a thick bush, and I rested. Then a soft rustle sounded. I looked through a gap in the bush and I saw a cloak covering a huge brown boot. He took another step and he cracked a twig. Not knowing that he was the one who had made the sound he quickly looked around. Then there was an uneasy silence. He turned on the heel of his boot and left.

After a very long few minutes, I gathered up the courage to continue on. I never saw that man again for a few more years.