Hey, this is a little filler chapter that I wrote based off of the prompt 'it came out of the lake' that we received in my language arts class. Chapter 3 should be up soon, but I decided to put this into the story as well because I liked it so much ^.^ Enjoy! :-)
My dreams haunt me, yet I can't remember why. Looking over at the clock, I can see that it is early. Way to early for me to be up, yet the thought of going back to sleep sends twinges of pain and fear down my spine. 'I think I am going to go out for my morning jog a little early today,' I thought to myself as I pulled on sweats and my 'Keep Calm And Call Me King' OHSHC shirt.
As I slowly ran down the road I noticed how peaceful it was, not that I expected it to be bustling at 4:30 in the morning. I turned onto the road that leads to the woods. There is a lake I always go to during my jog, I don't even know why, but I discovered it on my first day here and have unconsciously made my way there every morning since. This morning isn't any different, so I unceremoniously made my way there.
I ran about three laps around the lake before I noticed it. When I saw it, I was amazed. It was beautiful, magical, like something out of a fairy tail. It whispered to me, and when I stopped to look at it, I gasped. It was an amulet, icy blue in color and vivid in decoration. As I watched, it seemed to change, the colors darkening until, bit by bit, they formed a face.
"Death," I whispered, close to tears. The Grim Reaper, it seemed, wasn't done with me yet.
(flashback)
"Come on Ella! Let's go play by the lake!" My twin yelled to me.
I giggled and took off running. "Okay, catch me if you can!" I called over my shoulder.
"Whoa, not cool! You cheated!" He laughed, running after me.
We ran until we reached the large clearing in the middle of the small forest behind our mansion that contained a beautiful, shimmering, lake.
We played for a while, longer than we should have perhaps, but we didn't care. We liked being together, and besides, we hated the mansion. Our parents ignore us, they always have better things to do than take care of their own kids, and the butlers and maids only give us their sympathy (which we don't want), but we have each other, so it doesn't matter.
When we were tired of playing we sat by the lake, staring into its depths. We don't need words to make each other happy, he knows that just his being near is a comfort to me, and I know that my being near is a comfort to him.
When the face appeared, it didn't surprise us. It was like we were expecting it, in a way. He was scary, like something out of your worst nightmares, but we weren't afraid, he didn't mean us harm.
He said that he knew about our powers, the ones that had caused us so much pain, and that he wanted to help us. We had nothing to lose, there was nothing for us in that mansion so full, yet so empty, lonely.
We got up and stepped into the lake. "You will be happy in your new lives," he promised.
And we were.
(end flashback)
I sank to my knees, oddly comforted. He was coming for me. I knew that now. But when? Is he still mad? I don't know. All I know is that I need to be ready. Ready for anything.