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Title: Song of the Melodie
Author: Ivory Core
Chapter 5: Misery loves company
Mrs. Stone practically dragged Eliora out of the orphanage and towards the Sweat Box.
Eliora didn't fight her though. What could she do? Make Mrs. Stone angrier. And besides, Eliora's wrist was killing her because of the steel grip Mrs. Stone had on her wrist.
They did a sharp turn around the orphanage and then that's when Eliora sight met up with the cellar like sweat box. As Eliora looked down at it, she saw that it really was a cellar. Crude looking one, but still a cellar.
Mrs. Stone took off the lock, which was open, and opened up the two doors leading down to the cellar.
Eliora peered down, and saw it to be pretty deep. Darkness was all that one could see, and Eliora wondered if it was a bottomless pit.
Suddenly Eliora was turned sharply to her right so that she was staring right into the dangerously shining green eyes of Mrs. Stone.
Eliora at first thought that Mrs. Stone was going to hit her. But Mrs. Stone just stared straight into the eyes of Elioras.
Suddenly she spoke out, but Eliora noticed that her voice was caked with inner fear.
"Who was your father?" She questioned.
Eliora shook her head from side to side. "I don't know. At the hospital they said that I had amne…anmi…" Eliora tried to pronounce the word.
"Amnesia?" Mrs. Stone answered.
"Yeah, that's it." Eliora answered.
Mrs. Stone turned her gaze from Eliora and seemed to be lost in thought. Eliora slowly closed her eyes and slowly entered Mrs. Stone mind. She found out that she could read people minds if she really concentrated on it.
When Eliora entered Mrs. Stone's thoughts, she immediately saw the mental image of a boy with black hair and a pale complexion. He was tall, and actually handsome.
But that was not what made Eliora gasp suddenly in surprise. What gave her the surprise were the boy's eyes.
His eyes were just like Eliora's, an amethyst color. Eliora knew that the boy was like her. She didn't know how she knew, but she felt it. The same feeling of being different that was inside Eliora, flowed out of the boy as well.
He's like me. The same weird things that happen to me happen to him too.
When Eliora gasped in sudden surprise at her discovery, Mrs. Stone shook out of her thoughts causing Eliora to snap out of Mrs. Stones mind.
"Enough of this nonsense. I will not have another one of you in my orphanage. I'll beat it out of you if I have too." Mrs. Stone yelled out as she forcibly started to shove Eliora into the cellar.
To Eliora, this reminded her a lot of that story of Hansel and Gretel; when Gretel is being shoved into the oven by the witch.
When Eliora was near to the opening of the cellar, it was then that she noticed that there was a rope ladder leading down to it.
Mrs Stone was at least nice enough to maneuver Eliora so that her legs were secured at the ladder and that she was gripping the rope.
But her kindness…if it ever was there…was gone the second Eliora was completely inside the cellar. Because when Eliora was completely inside and still holding unto the ladder, Mrs. Stone closed the doors and locked them together with the lock.
Eliora was immediately plunged into absolute darkness.
"Mrs. Stone! You can't leave me here!" Eliora called out, but already knowing that Mrs. Stone was long gone.
When the truth sank in that she was stuck here, Eliora felt deeply fearful. She hadn't eaten since this morning. Before she left she had eaten small bread with butter. Thanks to one of the nurses who had come early that Miss Baker.
At the thought of Miss Baker came also Dr. Hunt. How she missed them now. They were like family.
With that happy thought entering her mind and heart, her medallion began to give off a bright purple glow once again.
As the medallion brightened in its light, it was then that Eliora saw that the cellar wasn't really deep at all.
It gave the illusion that it was deep, like a bottomless pit. No doubt the kids thought that if they let go of the ladder they would fall to their doom.
Eliora climbed down the ladder and when it ended, she let go.
Elioras feet, since she was still wearing socks only, instantly touched ground. With relief flooding into her, Eliora looked around the hole she was in.
It was wide, probably 5 in diameter across. The walls surrounding her were made out of wood, but even with the light from Elioras medallion, she still couldn't really see anything.
Looking up, Eliora could see light shining down from the cracks on the door.
She had only been there for six minutes, and it was already getting incredibly hot. Eliora fanned herself while trying to find a way to make it cooler.
Suddenly she heard a strange sound coming from above. She quickly looked up, but couldn't see anything.
The sound sounded like…munching.
"Tal?" Eliora asked as she climbed up the ladder.
She was answered by the squawking of a bird that was munching on a small hole that was on the door.
After a few minutes of watching her friend crack the hole so that it slowly became bigger, finally Eliora could see a white parrot with silver eyes peaking down the hold that she had created.
"Tal! I'm so glad to see you." Eliora said as she petted the parrots head as it poked into the hole.
A small flash of white light, and the parrot was gone…only to be replaced by a white mouse.
The mouse fell down the hole it had created; to land right into Elioras outstretched hand.
"Look before you leap." Eliora giggled.
Tal looked up at Eliora with a death glare, but if a mouse could smile, then that's just what she did.
With her only friend in the world with her, the dark foreboding place she was in wasn't so bad anymore.
Sure it was incredibly hot, but when the temperature was high, Tal would change herself into some kind of bird and flap her wings around. Causing a wind that could probably make a hurricane. But instead, she cooled down the temperature of the room.
Tal had asked if Eliora wanted her to pick the lock, in that telepathic language of theirs, since she could pick the lock with her dragon talons. But Eliora had refused the idea. It wouldn't do any good, but only make Mrs. Stone angrier.
So the minutes and hours ticked by. Eliora was sitting on the floor of the cellar with Tal resting on her lap.
The two hours had long passed, but Mrs. Stone did not come. Eliora of course was dying of hunger and wondered what if Mrs. Stone had forgotten about her.
If it came to that, Eliora would ask Tal to pick the lock. Then they would have to find their suitcase and run out of the orphanage. Because if Eliora was caught, she might as well sign her death warrant with Mrs. Stone.
Eliora must have fallen a sleep, because she suddenly was jolted awake by something. Looking down at Tal, who had changed into her true form, Eliora saw that she was sleeping.
What could have woken me up?
Eliora questioned herself as she slowly eased Tal off of her so that she could stand up.
The sun was no longer shining down on them, and from down there Eliora could see, through the hole that Tal had created, that it was in the evening because of the pink clouds that shaded across the sky.
But that was not what made Eliora drop out of her sleep. Something was calling her, urgently crying for her.
Wait a minute…crying?
And that's when Eliora heard it, the shrill cry of a baby. But it really wasn't close thought. It was like Eliora was somehow transported to where the baby was.
For a precious moment, Eliora was no longer in the cellar. Instead, she found herself in a small room. The room looked like to be a nursery, with a crib on one side of the room and a rocking chair near the window.
Eliora turned around and watched as one of the older girl orphans tried to hush the crying baby, which was wrapped up in a yellow blanket, in her arms. She would make hushing sounds and coo and all, but the baby screamed like no tomorrow.
The girl turned around and started walking towards a table that was behind Eliora. In sudden fear, Eliora thought that she was spotted.
But you can imagine Elioras surprise when the girl passed right through like she was a ghost.
The second the girl passed through Eliora found herself back in the whole, completely dazed as to what had just happened.
"That was weird." Eliora said to herself as she looked around.
"Eliora? Eliora, can you hear me?" A voice whispered above.
Eliora looked up and the sound of the voice, instantly recognizing it.
"Angelina?" Eliora asked out, all ready climbing up the ladder.
Tal had awoken and had hopped unto Eliora shoulder as she climbed up the ladder.
"Eliora! Oh, you gave me a fright. I thought that you had roasted or something." Eliora heard Angelina say.
Eliora smiled at that, even though she was glad it didn't happen. But it was kinda funny to think about that.
"No, I'm not bar-b-q'ed. But I am hungry." Eliora said as she reached the top.
Through the hole that Tal had created earlier, Eliora could see Angelina leaning over the cellar.
"Where's Mrs. Stone?" Eliora asked. She didn't want Angelina to get into trouble for being here, not that she was happy to see the girl.
"She's off insulting some social worker who had suddenly come to orphanage. It appears that we have a new orphan other than you." Angelina explained.
"A baby…" Angelina stared, but was cut off as Eliora finished for her.
"…boy." Eliora finished.
"How did you know?" Angelina asked.
"I can hear him." Eliora stated. And saw him, but she wouldn't believe me.
"How could you hear him? He's in the boy's nursery on the other side of the orphanage. Not even I can hear him over here." Angelina said.
I better not say anything. They might think I'm weird or something. Better think of something.
"I guess I just heard an echo of his crying." Eliora quickly said, knowing that it really didn't make any sense but hoping that Angelina would buy it.
Lucky, she did.
"Oh, well I came to get you out of here." Angelina said. It was then that Eliora heard the jingle of keys as Angelina felt each one while looking for the correct key for the lock.
"Can you do that?" Eliora asked.
"Only if Mrs. Stone is too busy to let you out herself. She gave me the keys so that I can get out." Angelina explained.
"Oh." Was all Eliora had said. She was kinda disappointed that Angelina didn't come to her rescue sooner, but then again. Angelina seemed to be very fearful of Mrs. Stone.
There seemed to be many keys on the chain, because it took Angelina a while to find the correct key.
"I got it. Just a few more minutes, and we'll get you some dinner." Angelina said as she felt around for the lock.
She found it and after a few minutes there was a slight click sound as the lock opened.
Angelina quickly pulled off the lock and opened the doors, a little too quickly though, because the light shined down on Eliora and almost blinded to the point of almost letting go of the rope and falling down to the bottom of the cellar.
Eliora squinted her eyes and slowly climbed the rest of the ladder to the top. Tal jumped off of Eliora when she had come out of the cellar.
Once Eliora was out she automatically grabbed Angelina's hand and was pulled up by her.
Soon Eliora was safely seated on the ground with Angelina sitting down next to her. Tal had transformed herself into a mouse once again.
Tal scurried over to Eliora and crawled over her lap to dive head first into the pocket on Elioras dress.
Eliora giggled as she felt her friend snuggle deeper into her pocket.
"What's so funny?" Angelina suddenly asked.
"Oh, nothing." Eliora answered.
"Well be better get inside before it gets too late." Angelina said as she slowly got up.
Eliora got up too, careful as not to shake poor Tal too much.
"Follow me Eliora." Angelina said as she walked towards the back of the building.
Eliora wondered how Angelina knew where she was going without bumping into anything. But she guesses that it took a lot of practice and memorizing on where everything was so that Angelina can walk confidently down the path.
Eliora ran up to catch up to Angelina. As they walked, Eliora could clearly hear the baby cry. But taking a quick look towards Angelina, told Eliora that she didn't hear the baby at all.
I wonder if it's only me who can hear the baby crying. Angelina said that the baby was in the boy's side of the orphanage. I'm on the girl's side. HOW can I hear him…?
With these strange questions rolled around Elioras mind, they had reached the back door so to speak of the orphanage.
Angelina maneuvered her hands around the door until she found the doorknob.
"This is the entrance to the main kitchen. It leads to the dinning all and out into the grand staircase." Angelina explained as she opened the door.
As they entered, Eliora was relieved that no one was around. It looked like an ordinary kitchen, only bigger then a common one though. But that's understandable since the cooks had to feed over hundred children dialing.
"Following me Eliora, and stay close." Angelina instructed. She then made her way through the counters and towards a cabinet on the far side of the room.
Eliora was about to follow her, but she quickly looked down and stopped herself. Her socks were completely dirty with grass, dirt, and mud stains. Some of it was even falling on the floor.
Remembering the incident back at the main entrance of the orphanage with her muddy shoes, Eliora decided that it would be better if she just took off her socks and followed Angelina bare footed.
Actually, she kinda liked it that way. Shoes were pretty, but there were many times that Eliora didn't feel like wearing any at all.
So as Angelina opened the pantry and took out two slices of bread and walked towards the refrigerator to take out a carton of milk, Eliora sat down on the floor and took off her socks.
"This will have to do for tonight. Tomorrow I promise you can have a real meal." Angelina said as she took down a squeezable tube of honey from the pantry as well.
Eliora stood up while placing her dirty socks into her other pocket, since Tal was occupying the other.
She then walked towards Angelina who was preparing for her a toast with honey on it and a glass of milk.
When all was prepared, Angelina motioned for Eliora to sit on a stool that was next to the island in the middle of the kitchen.
When Eliora was seated, Angelina placed the two slices of toast on a plate in front of Eliora with a glass of milk.
"Thank you Angelina. For everything." Eliora thanks as she literally dug into her sweet meal.
"You're welcome Eliora. Eat calmly while I go get a glass of juice." She said as she turned towards the refrigerator again.
As Eliora ate her piece of toast and drank her milk, she noticed that whatever Angelina took out of the kitchen to eat she would write on a small notepad, which was magnetic to the refrigerator door, what she took and her name underneath.
"Angelina, what are you doing?" Eliora asked as she fed a piece of the toast to Tal.
"The older children are allowed to take a small quantity of food from the pantry every so often. But in doing so they take it away from the points you earn." Angelina explained.
"Points you earn?" Eliora asked.
"You earn points for following the rules, doing well in your classes, and if you're really desperate…you kiss up to Professor Kirkland. He's already I guess, but he really looks like a toad." Angelina said with a silent giggle.
"I really liked the name you called Mrs. Stone…or Mrs. Hippo." Angelina said with laugh. "But just know that remember to say those kinds of things alone or with someone you trust around here."
Angelina seriously stated. "People like Jezebel are no good, and you should stay clear of them." She warned.
"Who's Jezebel?" Eliora asked.
"Jezebel is the girl that everyone says as yellow eyes. I just know her with having that sneering kind of voice." Angelina explained.
Eliora nodded her head. She knew who Angelina was talking about. That girl who had tried to take her medallion from her, her name was Jezebel.
Good. Now I have a name to match the daughter Evil.
"How is she?" Eliora asked as she finished her toast and milk.
"Apart from having a bump on the head, I hear she's fine. Actually, she doesn't remember anything that had happened." Angelina stated.
"Come on, we better get to our dormitory before Mrs. Stone catches us." Angelina said as she got up.
Eliora took her plate and jumped off the stood and walked towards the sink. From there she washed her plate and turned to fine Angelina staring at her.
"What?" Eliora asked.
"Nothing, it's just that for a movement…I thought I actually saw you." Angelina said in a whisper. "Must be my imagination. Well come on…"
With that she turned towards the door leading towards the grand staircase, with Eliora closely behind her.
The way to their dormitory was without any problems or any sign of Mrs. Stone.
When they made it to their dormitories all the girls were already in their beds. Not that they were sleeping or anything, because Eliora had heard their whispers before they opened the doors.
The second the girls heard the doors opening, they all hushed up and snuggled into their beds. But when they saw it to be Angelina and Eliora, they all groaned and went back to whispering amongst themselves.
Eliora had no idea how late it was, but when she looked out the window she saw it to be late in the night. She looked around for a clock. Finding one, she found out that it was 9:30 p.m.
Angelina went over to her bed and started to make it, while Eliora walked over to her own bed.
As she walked, Eliora looked outside and noticed that dark clouds were roaming in.
A storm is coming…
When Eliora reached her bed, she found that her suitcase was peaking underneath it. She bent down to pull it out, but found it to be incredibly lighter than before.
She quickly opened the suitcase, fearing what was to be found. The problem was that there was nothing to be found. None of her clothing, not even her purple gown, shoes, and jumper where inside the suitcase.
'Your suitcase will be processed.' The memory of what Mrs. Stone had said.
"Yeah, they took all my clothes." Eliora said with sadness in her voice.
"Of course they did. No one is allowed to keep anything that they came with." A girl said who was sitting on the bed next to her.
The only thing that was inside the suitcase was two pairs of clean white socks, her white night gown, and her bathroom essentials.
Eliora sighed to herself as she picked up her nightgown and her toothbrush and toothpaste. She then zipped up her suitcase and placed it underneath her bed. With that done, Eliora turned to go to the bathroom.
What she didn't know was that she was not going to sleep on her bed this night, nor the night after that.
She was about to discover that new friends sometimes come in small packages…
Ok, another chapter bites the dust. I'm real sorry that things are kinda going slow at the moment.
I know many of you are like…OK, CAN WE GET TO HOGWARTS NOW! Well, don't worry, things will get interesting soon.
I just need to go through some elements for Eliora and….a new friend.
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Eliora – YOU LIER! You said you'll make it up!
Me – I did. I took you out of the sweatbox.
Eliora – Yeah! And took away all my clothes!
Me – Well yeah…
Eliora - Well what!
Me – But this chapter had to be cut short. I was going to make it up to you in this chapter. But this chapter passed it's 10 page limit.
Eliora - Well if that's true, then I want it to be done in the next chapter. And hopefully something interesting will happen!
Me – It will. I promise. If I don't, you have my permission to tie me up.
Eliora – (evil grin)…