One Thing-
Prologue- Simone Koor sat digging in her herb garden, planting and uprooting the various plants, and planting others. Her two sons, Andrew and Mark played with their little sister. Thy caught their mothers eye, as she cracked her back into place once more.
"I am getting too old for this." She laughed, brushing her long blonde hair out of her face.
"We can do the rest for you mother." Andrew replied to her words. Simone smiled her bright green eyes sparkling. "Yes, if you do not mind."
"Of corse not mother. Anything to help." Mathew replied brightly.
Simone stood up, and took her young daughter from Andrew. "It is time for a bath young lady." Demetra giggled at her mother, her dark blue eyes shining with young life.
"You two should wash your hands. We will eat breakfast first." Simone watched her sons go in before her. The sun came out from behind the house. Simone turned around, her daughter still on her hip, just as stunned as her mother. A large shape made its way from the outlaying forest. The sound of battle cry's coming from with in it. Panic surged through Simone's body. She turned, and run back to the house, yelling to her sons and husband who had stoped in front of the door, when she called out.
"They are attacking! We have to leave now!" The sound of the approaching people grew closer. Simone gave a cry as a spear entered her back and then was yanked back out again. She fell with a crash, shielding her daughter with her body and hid her in her cloak. The tribe thundered around them, their torches held high, a war cry on their lips.
"No!"
Simone whispered repeatedly, curling her body up into a tight ball, ignoring the stabbing pain in her back. The cries of her family reached her as the world around her faded out, the pain overcoming her defences.