Chapter 4: Estel

I woke up the next morning feeling disturbed I was probable due to the very disturbing dream I had last night. Though now that I thought of it, I couldn't really recall the dream.

The smell of burning waffles hit my nose as I scrambled out of bed. 'Oh please, please don't tell me Jonas is trying to toast waffles again let alone, cook!' I thought as I made my way down stairs.

As I got to the bottom I was engulfed by a cloud of smoke. "What on earth is going on?" I choke out as I made my way into the kitchen.

"Oh Arya your up would you mind trying my readymade waffles?" Jonas asked putting a plate of really burnt waffles in front of me.

"Um no thank you. But Jonas? Jonas!" I said trying to catch my guardians' attention whiles waving a hand in front of his face.'

"Would you mind if I took over and you can clean up the kitchen so long." I suggested as I steered him away from the waffle toaster.

"Oh. Oh alright" he said as his eyes dropped to the floor. 'Well this must be weird for him letting a 13 year old tell him what to do' I though as I put on two new waffles and Jonas started to clean the kitchen.

After the first batch was done and the kitchen clean I heard Simone comes down stairs for breakfast. "Uh guys why does the house smell like smoke." He asked as he sat down at the table and grabbed a waffle.

"Oh your dad decided that today he would try and make toasted waffles again," I said as I put the second batch on and sat with him to eat breakfast.

"Really dad, really, again? Simone replied whiles rolling his eyes and I just giggled at Jonas's disappointed face.

"Hey I'm heading upstairs to get ready for school ok." I said as I got up and ran to my room to get ready.

'Oh my word, can this geography lesson just end already' I thought. I was really getting bored of this.

"BRING"

'Oh hallelujah, I can finally get outside and enjoy some fresh air not to mention my knife in my shoe was really getting on my nerves,' I though as I packed up my stuff and headed to my locker to grab my lunch.

I ran to the bathroom and quickly adjusted my hidden knife and ran outside to meet up with Kathy. "Hey where we going to sit today" I asked as I hooked my arm into hers. Kathy was one of my closest friends and we always sat with each other at break.

"Hey, ok why don't we go sit by the fence and watch the boys fail at cricket," she replied happily.

"Yeah sure and you do know that my brother is one of the boys playing cricket?" I asked turning around too look at her. I had this feeling that someone was watching me but it could be anyone.

"Yeah yeah, let's go," she said dragging me along. I giggled and followed slowly.

As we made our way across the court I felt like someone was following us but it was probably just Jessalin she sits with us sometimes at break. I was just about to call out her name when I felt a knife at my throat and a hand go across my chest.

The knife was slightly curved more elvish like and I knew Gandalf had sent someone.

I stood there barely moving to see everyone around me stop and look what is happening and I saw fear flicker through Simone's eyes for a second and then it was gone.

"You must be very skilled to track me this far and very dumb to think that a just a knife can hold me stranger." I said confidently.

"Really let's see how you get out of it then?" the stranger replied. Was there a little bit of humour in that question and why did that voice sound familiar.

I smiled pulled my arm back into the guys ribs spun around grabbed my hidden knife from my shoe and faced my attacker. "You really don't change do you Arya "the stranger replied in elvish.

Ok well there's one thing I know he's either elf-kind or knows the language.

"Want to bet," I replied in the same tongue, as I lashed at the stranger's ribs only cutting the fabric and blocking my neck at the same time as I let my elvish reflexes take over. I kicked his leg out from under him causing him to fall on one knee.

"Yip you don't change," he replied as he grabbed my wrist twisting me into his chest again. "Well this time I won't make the same mistake," I said aggressively, kicking out both his legs and turning to face him.

"Well let's see what face your hiding behind that hood." I said. The stranger chuckled as he grabbed my wrist which was reaching for his hood. "I don't think so," he said in elvish with a smile. "well I do" I replied in English as I ripped back his hood only to come face to face with an older version of Estel.

I fell back on my knees.

"Estel!"

Sorry for the cliff hanger please review