Disclaimer: I own nothing but Ally, Clara, Cyclan, Gorel, and Dornshyf and a few other characters.
Chapter Two: Being Removed
The door swung open with a bang and in marched a tall man suited in a dark gray cloak and suit.
"I can't BELIEVE you let that happen Gorel." Shouted the man. A short balding man with thick glasses and wearing a lime green suit, ran to keep up with the man.
"But Minister, it was a little mistake." Squeaked the man.
"A little mistake. A family is dead, Gorel. The daughter of the family was apart of that incident at the Odyssey Academy in Colorado. We promised we'd protect her and you stupid idiot forgot to issue someone to protect them." Shouted the first man.
The man named Gorel stood before the desk that the man sat behind and began to fiddle with the papers he carried in his hands.
"But sir. The Guardians were on vacation. Titus was getting married and Jepser was-" Started Gorel.
"Gorel! I don't care!" Shouted the man. "We are the Ministry of Magic in America. Do you see Japan or England doing shit like this?"
"Sir. Please, your language." Said Gorel.
"MY LANGUAGE SHOULD BE THE LEAST OF YOUR PROBLEMS!" Shouted the man. A knock came from the door and a woman entered the room and nodded at the man.
"Minister Cyclan, Headmaster Dornshyf wished to speak with you." Said the woman.
"Thank you Agatha." Said Minister Cyclan, glaring at Gorel. Emerald flames erupted from the fireplace and a man, tall, thin, and elderly, stepped out of the fireplace and dusted himself off. "Headmaster Dornshyf, what a pleasant-"
"There is no time for formalties Cyclan." Said the old man, stepping forward and towering over Minister Cyclan. "I need to know what happened to Clara Samuels."
"It is believed that the Leech is out of Daminunga." Said Cyclan. Dornshyf looked intensely at Cyclan and then down at Gorel.
"Minister. I believe that it is time that we find the six and remove them from their homes. I fear that they are in grave danger." Said Dornshyf.
Ocean's View, Maine
Ally sat in a large wicker chair sipping on a cup of tea, staring out at the cloud covered sky and the ocean. Her mind was drifting to the memory of Clara that night and breathed in harshly. It was only time that someone would come to retrieve her, if not kill her.
As if ready her thoughts, loud knocks came from the front door and when her mother opened it, Ally could hear an argument starting in the living room. Within minutes, Ally's mother and two tall men walked into the side porch.
"Ally." Started her mother. Ally stood up and nodded.
"Clara's dead." She said. Ally and the men looked surprised at her, but Ally showed the scar on her hand. "Being blood sisters comes in handy." She said.
"We're to remove you from this house and transport you to a secure location." Said one of the men. Ally's mother looked back at him and sighed.
"You're going to the Galens. They'll be able watch over you there." She said.
"The Galens, but they're in England." Said Ally.
"Yes. And far away from here." Said another man.
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