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Chapter 4 – Discoveries
It got dark quickly this day and there still was this red fog in the city. I couldn't sleep, because of the horror story foster-mum had told me. Was this really true? It would explain all the worried, scared, angry and horrified faces in the crowd that day.
Suddenly I heard a crack. As if someone descended the stairs. Quickly sitting up I heard footsteps going to the back door of the house. I decided to follow.
As I arrived downstairs without making so much noise as the other person before, I spotted someone closing the back door just in that moment. I rushed to the door and caught it before it fell into the lock. Even more silent I closed the door from the outside and saw a shadow vanishing into the woods. I followed and caught up with it quickly. It was a woman in a black coat. I walked up to her, but she stopped at a clearing. Staying in the bushes, I had found a perfect hiding place to watch the scene at the clearing. A woman in a red coat arrived at the clearing too. The red fog from the moon made her coat shine in the night. The woman with the black coat put down her hood. It was foster-mum.
"Valerie. Why did you come back?" she asked the woman in the red coat.
"After I found out she was staying here, I had to see her," she answered and put down her hood too.
She had beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes. To my surprise I could see every feature of her in the night, I always knew I had good eyes, but I never knew I could see that clear in the dark.
"You know you can't see her, she's suspected to be behind the attack," foster-mum carried on.
"But I have to. Peter and I are so worried about her. That we left her all alone," she sounded really worried and concerned about that girl.
"Everybody thinks the wolf killed you, only I know better."
Was this her daughter?
"I know, mum. And it's better this way, but Peter and I can't just stand by and watch her from far away. It's time she knows the truth."
"The truth about what?"
"Her true self."
"She is a...?"
"Yes."
"I can't believe it. So she was behind the attack after all," my foster-mother shook her head. Who were they talking about?
"No, that wasn't her. And it wasn't one of us too."
What was that? Some kind of silly theatre they were playing on me? And when I didn't look they laughed behind my back?
"There are more?"
"Yes, I told you so."
"And they're here?"
"Obviously. They want the same thing we want. Her."
"Why would you want her?"
"I already told you. We want to show her to her parents."
Were they talking about me all the time? They knew my parents? I forgot everything else and couldn't hold myself together. I nearly jumped out of the bushes and cried out to tell me where they were. Then something occurred to me. Rose was her daughter? But she didn't look more than twenty years old. Probably twenty-three. And when she didn't get killed by the wolf, how did she stay so young for thirteen years? She had to be thirty now.
"She just came here and you want to take her away again?" They were definitely talking about me.
"No one would suspect anything. Tell them she ran away or you sent her back or something. Or tell them the wolf got her. We can vanish then and your town will be in peace again."
"But what about the others? Will they attack us again?"
"No, not if we go with her. They want her and they won't use their energy on such a small town to make fear. I'm sorry to say it, but Daggorhorn's not worth the fight," she stayed calm even when her mother was nearly exploding.
"Are you sure they will leave? But I can't give her to you. She felt so at home here. I could see it in her eyes, although everybody got suspicious when they saw her for the first time."
"Why?"
"She looks exactly like Peter."
"She-," Valerie suddenly stopped. I was distracted too. I sensed something coming near. Coming here to the clearing. Something bad was going to happen. "Run away, mum. Run!"
She still stayed and I stayed in my hideout. What was this feeling I felt inside my stomach?
I saw Valerie coming into my direction and looking right into my hiding place. Could she see me?
"Who is there?" she whispered into the bush and her mum came also very near.
Foster-mum put one hand into the bush and took hold of my arm. She pulled me outside and froze as she saw me.
"What are you doing here?" she said.
Valerie's eyes widened and she clapped her hands in front of her mouth.
"Vanessa, did you spy on us?" she asked on and got out of her freeze again.
"Yes, I'm sorry," I turned to Valerie, "You know my real parents?"
She nodded and didn't stop. Tears were flowing down her cheeks and her hands dropped to her sides. Suddenly she hugged me. A strange feeling of home and such a feeling I felt with foster-mum, but way stronger overcame me and I hugged her back. "I am your mother," she whispered into my ear and let go of me again.
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