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These are a few of the stories that I am writing and have not as of yet finished.
Silver
I looked out of the car window. It was raining but still humid. The temperature was 80 degrees. It was normal for a summer day. I didn’t like the sun. From my point of view, the sun was a curse and always would be. It ruined too many lives for it to be good. I glanced at Eric. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, but still looked concentrated on the road.
“Where are we going?”, I asked him
“You will find out soon enough.”, he replied. I sighed. He could be so annoying sometimes. I guess that was part of his job in life though. My name was Silver Stone, but everybody, other than Eric, called me Sasha. I didn’t know why, but that’s what I had always been called, even by my parents. The only evidence that my name was Silver was my birth certificate and Eric, of course. I had black hair with steel-blue eyes and I was normal height. I was seventeen at the time, and I was living with my boyfriend, Eric, who was eighteen. Eric had really dark brown hair with brown eyes. He was a few inches taller than me. My parents, who in reality were my step-parents, had left me in an orphanage for their own reasons. I had told Eric that I had hated it here, and I asked him if he would take me in. He had agreed. I had know him for about one year, but we were very close.
“We are almost here.”, Eric finally said, breaking the silence. I smiled. I knew that we were nowhere close to being there, Eric just didn’t like being quiet and he never was good at starting a conversation. I didn’t mind the quietness, but I could tell he wanted me to talk to him.
“How close are we really?”
“We are about an hour away, why?”, I laughed a little. He always did that. Whenever he did something obvious, he acted as if nothing had happened.
“Just wondering. Are we anywhere close to a food stop?”
“Um, I think so. Why, are you hungry?”
“A bit.” I replied.
“Alright, just wait about ten minutes and then I’ll pull over.”. Eric and I talked about random things the rest of the way. When Eric finally got off of the highway, him and I were still in a deep conversation about a lot of silly things. Eventually, Eric turned on to a small dirt road. After about three miles down the road, I saw a little cottage with a small garage besides it.
“Where are we Eric, seriously?”, I asked concerned. I didn’t like secrets that much and when I found out about them I wanted exact details.
“Alright, I guess it’s about time I told you. This is where you are going to live for a while. I know it small, but..” I cut him off
“Excuse me! Did you just say that I’m going “live” here?”, I panicked. Did he not like me anymore? Or was he just tired of me?
“Yes,”, he replied slowly. “It’s just going to be temporary though.”, he staggered.
“Why, do you hate me all of a sudden or something?”
“No. Believe me, I don’t like this idea either, but it must happen.”
“Why”, I asked.
“Just because. I can’t tell you just yet. Please trust me on this, Silver.”, he pleaded, “it’s not like I won’t see you again. I will visit you four times a week and I will stay in touch. I promise.”, after a few minutes of silence, he started to talk again. “I know you are probably confused and angry at me, but please, trust me on this. I will only say this, you are in danger If you don’t stay here.” Eric then led me out of the car and brought me inside the house. I didn’t even care to look around. My eyes were focused on Eric. He looked at me back. His eyes were cold and empty. I started to cry a little. Eric looked away, then walked back out the door, got in his car, and drove away. I looked around the house and the first thing I saw was a couch. I went over to it and sat down. I didn’t know what to do. Eric had been my whole life. What would I do without him? I laid down and thought, everything had happened so quickly. At one point, I was enjoying my view of our ride, and then suddenly, I was dreading that my second main life character was abandoning me. I fell asleep. Right before that, I looked at the clock. It was four a clock.
When I woke up later that day, it was dark out. Where was I? Then I remembered what had happened. I looked at the clock. Ten thirty, it read. I rubbed my still, teary eyes. I sighed and replayed my day inside of my head. Slowly, I got up and stumbled toward a stove in the connected room. It was small, but it worked fine. It was a gas stove. I opened the few cupboards that were above it. There were plates and other eating utensils in it. I was looking for food particularly. I looked around again. There was a door to the far end of the room. I headed for it. It was dark inside, I fumbled for a light switch. When I had managed to turn it on, I slowly turned my head to see what was inside. The room was filled with food and more food. Then it clicked in my mind, this was a pantry. I walked around the perimeter of the room. Alright, that was my food resolution. Now for water. I turned the light off and walked out of the room and headed for a sink at the other part of the room. When I reached the water, I noticed that it was dripping, I turned the nob and water came gushing out of the pipe. Alright, I thought to myself, now that I had the two main priorities that I needed, I relaxed a little. I headed back to the couch and sat down. What on earth was he thinking? He couldn’t of meant to leave me here, I tried to convince myself. It wasn’t really working that well. Alright, I kept on trying, he said that he would come back. No use. I laid back down, as hungry and awake as I was, I wanted to sleep. I didn’t want to wake up, or at least I wanted Eric to be there by my side when I did, telling me that everything was going to be ok. I knew that it was one in a million chance that the theory wouldn’t happen, but I put all of my faith in that one chance. I didn’t, I wouldn’t have anything to believe in. Eric had been everything. He was like a brother, only closer somehow. I wanted it to stay that way. I didn’t want to stray from his side, but as hard as I tried, somewhere in my mind I knew that that would also be false. My mind hurt from thinking. I wanted so much to wake up from this ongoing nightmare. Finally, I drifted off to sleep, crying and trembling in my mind, not letting the tears out of my eyes, knowing that they could never retreat if I let them out again.
I woke up with a start. I had heard something, I was sure of it. I didn’t care about the time or about my stomach at the point. My mind was focused on what had awaken me. I looked around the room, it was perfectly still, the clock wasn’t ticking. What’s going on here? I thought to myself. I got up and slowly tiptoed into the connecting kitchen. The water was dripping slowly, but then it stopped. I went to the sink and turned the handle. Nothing. Maybe the power went out. I went over to the light and flicked the switch. The light flickered, but came on successfully. That’s weird. I looked around the corner next to the pantry. The part of the house that I had not cared to look at. I regretted that now. Now, I had to investigate that part of the house in the night. Darn. I was convinced that something would jump out and scare me like in some movies. Another worry on my list. I didn’t like that idea. Slowly, I walked into the hall that was dark. I let my eyes adjust to the darkness, that didn’t take long. My eyes adjusted to dark things very quickly. I then looked for a light switch. I found it but it went out as I put it on. My conscience told me to save the task until the morning. I agreed. I shut off the lights and found my way back to the couch. There was a blanket lying on the back of it. I pulled it off, curled up, and shut my eyes tightly. That was even worse, at least there was a little bit of light shining in the room, but I had a very distinct feeling that I was being watched, and I didn’t want to see or think about whatever was stalking me. Just the feeling of being there alone freaked me out. I tried not to think about it, no use though. Finally, the continuos ticking of the clock caused me to fall asleep.
The next morning, I woke up slowly, not wanting to get up. I groaned causing the silence to break. I stayed in bed for about ten minutes before I found the energy to pull off the covers and sit up. I looked outside the window. There was a big yard in the front of the house. I thought about the night before. Oh yeah, the hallway. I didn’t reject the thought as much as I did before. The whole house was lit now, without a light. I didn’t like the sun much, but sometimes I was grateful for it. Sometimes. I wandered into the kitchen and stared out into the hallway. Slowly, I headed down the pathway. There were a few of assorted rooms. I stuck my head into the first one I saw. It was a bedroom by the looks of it. It had a king sized bed and a huge dresser with a mirror connected to it. There had a few other things, but I didn’t take much notice. I was concentrated on the room that was connected to it on the other side of the room. I opened the door. It was a bathroom with all of the basic stuff. A shower, sink, toilet, and a bathtub. Sweet, I thought. This was a lot better than the house I was used to living in, but still, Eric wasn’t there, and that was all that mattered at the moment. I went back into the bedroom. There was a door off to the side of the room. It lead out to the back yard, which was also huge. I will explore outside later. I left the room and started for the next room on the other side of the hall. The door was closed. I tugged on the handle but it wouldn’t budge. Damn it, I said to myself. I ignored the room and went for the next one. It was another bedroom. Everything was smaller in this room though. The bed was a double instead of a king sized, like the one in my room. The dresser was smaller too. There wasn’t a bathroom or an outside door connected to it either. I shrugged. It’s probably a guest room, I figured. I headed out of the room. That was the last room. Now, for the locked room. I headed toward it and tried pulling the door open again with no success. I snickered to myself. I went back into the kitchen. My stomach caught my attention so I went into the pantry. There was a lot of food. I chose myself something to nibble on and a snatched myself a drink. I went into the bedroom with my snack and sat on the bed to enjoy my food. After a few minutes I was done eating. I decided to go outside and investigate. I went through the front door, the way I had come in. There was an envelope on the steps. I bent down and picked it up. I didn’t want to open it there. I wanted to find somewhere to sit before I did that. I walked into the back yard where I saw the door into my bedroom. There were a few assorted trees further past the house. I headed towards them. There was a big stone near one of the trees. That will be good enough, I thought. I climbed onto the rock and made myself comfortable. Then, slowly I opened the letter.
My dearest Silver,
I couldn’t even begin to think how hard this is for you, and I am sorry about that, especially since it is my fault. Please, try to understand that this is for your own good. I know it might not seem that way, but it is. I have found out some more information though, that you might not like. I will not be able to see you for a very long time. I can not say when. I hope you will understand. Just try to stay hidden. Don’t leave the property of the house. If you do, then there will be trouble. Don’t talk to anyone either. If someone calls, or if you get any mail, ignore it, unless it is from me. And Silver, don’t let anyone into the house . . .
Enjoy the house and take good care of it. I hope that you will find it pleasurable.
Yours truly, Eric P.S. The house keys are underneath the steps
I read the note over and over again, telling myself that this was a joke. My eyes blurred, and I started to cry. While I did, I folded up the paper neatly and put it in my pocket. Then, I stared off into space. I let my eyes close and I laid myself down on the cold hard stone. When my eyes finally opened, it was still bright and sunny out. I knew that I had fallen asleep. I jumped off the rock and landed softly. Then, I started to walk. I didn’t know where I was going, but I just needed to walk. I couldn’t let myself sleep all afternoon. Anyway, I had to check out the rest of the property. I wanted to leave this deserted place and find him, but he had said to stay there. So that’s what I was going to do.
I didn’t get home until well after dark. It didn’t bother me that much that the house was pitch black. The only thing that bothered me was that the house was empty. Mostly, I liked being alone, I was a very solitude person, but here it was different. I longed for someone to talk to, someone to be with. At the moment, I was so depressed, so depressed that I didn’t care who it was that talked to me. I was tired and lonely. I walked into the bedroom, and before I reached the bed, I collapsed.
The morning sun shining through my windows woke me up. My eyes flickered, trying to adjust to the light. My back was sore from sleeping on the flat ground. I managed to pick myself off the ground. I stretched and looked outside the window in front of me. The weather looked nice and inviting. I was tempted to step out into it. So tempted, I did. As I walked out the back way, I remembered something that the note had said. I fumbled through my pocket and pulled it out, careful not to tear it. I scanned the not until I reached the bottom. Keys. The word entered my mind. I put the note back into my pocket and then rushed for the steps leading up to the front door. He had said that they were underneath them. I went up to them. I noticed that there was a small hole at the very bottom of them. I reached into it, my hands felt something metal. I grabbed it and pulled it out. It was a set of keys. There were a few of them. I remembered the door that was locked inside of the house. I went into the front door and came to the room. I tried a few keys until there was one left. I pushed it into the keyhole and turned the nob. The door had opened.
The room was a library. A big library. I was surprised, the house had looked so small on the outside, but on the inside, it was a totally different building. I grabbed one of the books off the shelf and snuggled down in one of the many armchairs in the room. I didn’t even care to check the title. It didn’t matter to me anyway, reading was one of my favorite things to do. When I opened the book, the title stared back. Twilight. I had never heard of the name. I started reading. I kept reading until I was at least half way through the book. It was about a vampire from a girls point of view, basically. The book had pulled me in at the first page. At the half point, I looked up, I thought I had heard something. It was the same sound that had I had heard earlier. It was loud, yet unexplainable. I got up slowly from my chair, stretched quickly, and then walked forward. I opened the door that lead back out into the hall and started cautiously to look around. There wasn’t anything in the kitchen that was noticeable, so I tried the living room. I looked around, but didn’t see anything. I turned slowly and saw something in the corner of eye. It looked like a small shadow. I turned around quickly, causing my midnight hair to crash across my face. I brushed it away, and sitting in front of me was a cat. It was a black cat who looked about half a year old. I didn’t know what kind of cat it was, which was very unusual. I had studied to be a scientist while in school. I was studying the behavior of animals, animals everywhere around the earth, mythological creatures, evolution, and other things that I had liked. I was planning on traveling around the world to help animals everywhere, and do other things which included traveling. Though when my parents had put me in the orphanage, I had lost my hopes. I looked down at the strange cat. Its eyes were exactly like mine. I reached down and slowly inched my hand toward its face. It backed up, but then stuck its nose up to my hand. Once it had checked my scent, I slid my hands around its slender body, and picked it up. The cat wasn’t scared or anything. It just let me check it out and have a goo look at it. It was a girl. What took me a while to notice, was that that it was wearing a collar. I looked for it’s name tags, but instead of finding them, I found a note. I opened it, eager to find out what it said.
My dearest Silver,
I hope you are having a wonderful time a your new home. This is a gift from me to you. You can name her what you please, and please give her a life that is worth living. I couldn’t find a cat species for this poor fellow, but guaranteed myself that you could. I found her in the forest a while after I left you, and when I saw those steel blue eyes and black fur, your name popped right up into my head. So, I left it on your doorstep, since there is a cat door placed in the door, if you didn’t notice, and it let itself in. I hope that you will enjoy the company, and I hope that it will be enough for you. I will write when I can, but it may take a while to get it to you.
Please don’t ask any questions, or think that I don’t care about you. I do with all of my heart. I miss you, and I hope that this problem will end quickly.
Yours truly, Eric
“ So that’s where you came from”, I said to the kitten. “ Well, of course I’ll take care of you, but what on earth shall I name you?”, I wondered if she could really understand me. I couldn’t think of a good name. “ Well, let me do some thinking, kay? Then I will give you the best name that will fit you perfectly.” The only response I got was a soft mew. So cute, I thought to myself. He really did a good job finding me company alright. I thought about what Eric had said. I will write when I can. That pleased me, but what upset me was that he didn’t get to come and visit me. No, visit was the wrong word, live with me. That was much better to my liking. I didn’t like thinking about him, it was to hard. I still couldn’t get it into my head that he was gone, I knew it was true, sort of. I knew that it was true, but I couldn’t believe it. I missed him so much. It was going to take a really long time to forget him. I looked at the kitten, who was now anxious to get out of my grasp. I put her far enough to the ground so her paws gently landed softly. She looked up at me, and then padded away. I sighed, I at least have to try to let him go. That thought wasn’t very reassuring to me, sadly.
I lost myself inside a book after a while. It was just so addicting. I loved it from the start. I finished it quickly. I was done by eleven a clock pm. The book was great and I was eager to start the next one called New Moon. I looked where I had found Twilight. Next to the books place there it was. I was about to snatch it from the huge bookshelf, but told myself to wait at least a day to start the next one. I sighed and turned to leave the room. I shut the door behind me and went into my room. When opening one of the dressers, I found a pair of nightclothes and placed them on my king-sized bed. I planned on taking a quick shower before turning in. Before heading into the bathroom, I turned on the AC that was enclosed in one of the many windows. Then I unchanged and hopped into the shower.
The cool air of the air conditioner soothed me. I was already changed and was climbing into the huge bed. It was the first time I had slept in it. The bed was so soft. It was better than sleeping on the floor, which I had the night before. I tried to fall asleep, but something kept me awake. It still felt as if someone was watching me. I looked at the kitten laying at the edge of my bed. Her eyes were closed. I’m not imagining this, I though to myself. I pushed myself up onto my elbows so that I had somewhat of a boost, then looked around the room. But still, all there was, was silence and stillness. I laid back down. This house was big and grand and all, but it creeped me out. There was something about the house that made me want to run and hide, or, if I was courageous enough, to figure out what was making it so weird. I tried to think of good thoughts so that I could fall asleep. I started to think about Eric. Where was he? What was the problem that he was so concerned about? Did it have anything to do with me? The questions kept on piling up, but they put me to sleep quickly.
I had weird dreams that night. I was in the woods, I guessed that they were the ones next to the house. There wasn’t really anything particular thing or action I was doing. I thought I heard a twig snap, so I turned quickly. There was a big shadow, I couldn’t make out what it looked like, all I knew was that it was in a human shape. The dark creature looked at me and kept its position very still. It was too still. Nothing, not even an animal could stay that still without moving for that long of a time. I wanted to turn and look away, but as much as I tried I couldn’t and it got harder to try. It was like something kept me there, I tried to move even, but my eyes just followed the image. I thought I heard something in my other direction, the dark one looked over my shoulder, and my eyes were set free of the grasp. I turned, not knowing what to expect. When the figure reached my sight, I gasped. It was Eric.
“Eric!”, I screamed. I ran towards him, and he put his arms out to welcome me into them. I almost was there. Just a few more seconds and I would be whole again.
“Not so fast!”, I heard. I stopped abruptly and looked towards the dark one. “You can’t make her mind up for her, she has to choose which side she wants to choose with for herself.”. The figure’s voice was perfect and soothing. I looked at him with eager, yet scared eyes.
“What do you mean?”, Eric snapped back. “She wants to be with me, not with you! You can ask her for yourself!”.
“She only wants to be with you because you broke her heart and she can’t bear the pain. Can’t you see and understand that? You left her in the dust, while you left her all alone without knowing anything.”, the figure replied calmly.
“Who are you to judge her? She doesn’t need to know. She probably doesn’t even care, for that matter...” Eric said harshly, but was interrupted.
“Shut up! Can’t I have a say in this”, I screamed over the two. “What is going on here, first of all? And second of all, who are you?”, I pointed at the creatures face. It slowly inched toward me. The closer it got, the more stiff I became. It was reaching its hand up to my face when Eric bolted in between us.
“Get away from her!, he screamed. “I don’t want to ever see you that close to her again. You of all people can’t have her. She is mine!”, After saying that Eric grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up to him. Before I could respond, I felt his lips on mine. I didn’t know what to do. Eric had kissed me many times before and I was fine with that, but this time, I was scared of him. I pulled away quickly and started backing away from him. I didn’t make it very far. I tripped over a root in the ground and fell backwards. I expected to land roughly on the hard ground, but instead, I was leaning into the dark creature. The first thought that popped into my head was that I had wished I had landed on the ground. This figure thing was as hard as a stone, and he was cold. I looked up to see him, but instead of him being there, there was emptiness.
I woke up screaming. Sweat was dripping off of my face. I drove my head into the pillow to get the pictures from my dream out of my head, but they wouldn’t leave. I kept on seeing the two fighting over me. Who was that creature? Was the dream trying to tell me something, or was it just another stupid nightmare? I wasn’t in the mood to ask questions, I was in the mood to get them answered. I cried out into the darkness breaking the silence. Why couldn’t morning come? I glanced at the clock. It was only three a clock in the morning! I couldn’t wait for the sun to come up. I thought about turning on a light, but that only made it scarier for me. If I had a light on at night, it could scare and soothe me. But I didn’t want to risk getting even more frightened than I was already. So instead, I pulled the blankets over my head and shut my eyes as tight as I could make them. Finally, I drifted off to sleep. I didn’t dream again that night thankfully.
I woke up to see that it was raining out the next morning. Great, just what I needed. It was quarter of eleven in the morning. I dragged myself out of bed and made myself put some clothes on. After getting dressed into a white t-shirt with a short, tight, black sweater over it and a pair of jeans, I went into the kitchen. I didn’t let myself think of last night’s dream. I quickly made some breakfast. I wasn’t hungry at all, but I shoved it down anyways. When done eating, I put my dishes into the dishwasher and wiped down the table. I couldn’t think of what I should do. I didn’t feel like watching the TV or reading. I didn’t want to be reminded of last night at all, so I didn’t take the risk. I finally decided to go online in the library and think of a name for my new kitten. I remembered that I hadn’t thought of one yet.
“Let me think”, I said out loud. “What do I look under for names”, my thoughts were interrupted when I heard a knocking sound coming from the living room. I was about to go see what it was, when I caught myself and decided to go through my back door to see what it was. I silently opened the door and walked outside. There was a male, who looked maybe a bit older than me, standing at my door. I looked around for his transportation device, there was none. I though for a minute. Eric had told me to stay away from people. Well, screw him. He dumped me here, so it’s my turn to upset him. I wearily walked up to the male. He turned right when I was in view, maybe even before that. I didn’t think about it much though.
“Can I help you?”, I said after a few seconds of silence.
“Um . . . I think so. You are Skyla Lair, right?”, he seemed as if this was a known fact, rather than a question.
“Um, no . . . I’m sorry, but I am Silver Stone, and this is my house.”, I said the word ‘house’ sharply. I refused to call it a home.
“Really? Are you sure of that?”, he seemed confused now, rather than calm like he was the moment before.
“I think I’m quite sure that this place is mine. I would know.”, I said sarcastically. The male frowned for a moment, but then lifted his head up towards me and smiled.
“Oh, I see now!”, he said to himself, I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to hear it, so I didn’t respond.
“And you are?”, I asked curiously.
“My name is Kenny. Sorry about the name mixup, even though I got it right.”, the last part he muttered under his breath, but I still heard it. “I am here to retrieve my kitten, she wandered off a little while ago while I was hunting. I asked around a bit, and the response I got was that a man brought her here. Am I correct?”, he smiled at me. I didn’t know what to say, but finally, words come out.
“Oh, well my friend found a kitten, and so he brought it here to me to keep me company because I can’t have any others.”, I looked at my feet.
“Oh . . .”, he staggered, “ I see, then you may keep the kitten for your cause, but why may I ask can you not have any visitors? Surely you would get lonely even if you did have a kitten to play around with.”, he asked, but still, it looked as if he was stating something out of the obvious. I looked up at him, he was looking back at me. I noticed his eyes where a bluish color, but very pleasant. I tried to look away, but his eyes kept mine still. Finally, after a moment silence, he looked away. “Sorry about that.”
“About what?”, I asked.
“About my staring. It probably has to be very annoying to you.”. I could see pain in his face, almost as if it was hard to look away from me. His gaze held mine. I avoided his response.
“Well, if you would like, then you can take the kitten.”, I stuttered. Why couldn’t I talk to this person? He took a long time to answer me, as if he was pondering on what I had said. Finally, he replied.
“No, I can see that you need the company more than I.”, he answered calmly. Still, his eyes were glued to mine. My eyes fought with my mind, trying to take over, an dthey won. I craved for a distraction so that he would look away and set my view free from his gaze for even the slightest moment.
“Are you sure about that? I mean, it is your kitten.”
“ Yes, I am very sure.”, he changed the subject. “So, why do you live alone? Aren’t you a bit young for that? And why, If you don’t mind me asking can you not have visitors?”, he asked with much curiosity.
“Well . . . um . . . it’s a long story.”, I finally blurt out the words. Dizziness came upon me in an instant. What was happening? I didn’t quite understand, but I realized that the feeling was taking over me and my actions. I stared to lean against the doorway.
“Are you okay? You look weak.”, he asked. He sounded worried. “Do you need anything?”
“No!”, I screamed. I started panicking. Eric had told me strictly not to let anyone into the house. The more I thought, the more nauseous I became. “I . . . I . . .”, then it happened. All I saw was blackness. I shut my eyes, and let my unconsciousness take over . . .
Chapter 6: Disobeying My eyes opened slowly, but the darkness still surrounded my view. Where was I? What happened? Was I dreaming? Questions piled in my head nonstop. I realized I was in bed at least, instead of lying at my doorstep. Still though, I couldn’t see anything, which troubled me. Why was I awake, yet still blind? Then it hit me. It was nighttime. I couldn’t remember exactly why I had passed out. How did I get here though, and where was Kenny? I was confused with everything that was spinning through my brain. I finally managed to look around the room. I could barely see the bed I was lying in, and I could form out a chair in the corner of the room, but that was all. I didn’t see any dressers or closets, or anything else that was in most of the rooms of my house. I started to panic again. If I wasn’t in my house, then where on earth was I? I closed my eyes tight and tried to refuse the questions forming up again. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
My dreams weren’t pleasant. I was in the forest clearing again, and like the last dream I had had, I wasn’t alone. Eric was there, and so was the dark one. I still couldn’t form out his face, but I could tell that he was resistant for me to go with Eric. I walked up to him, trying to make out his face, but I couldn’t see anything. One thing for sure, this creature was taller than me. As I inched myself closer, I heard Eric coming up behind me, running as fast as he could across the clearing. The creature held out his hand for me to grasp. Not having much time to think, I grabbed it quickly.
“No!”, Eric screamed. I didn’t look back, but instead, took a step closer to this unknown creature of the night.
“Silver, Silver wake up!”, I heard Kenny’s voice reaching to me. I opened my eyes quickly to find Kenny at my bedside. He looked as if he was terrified, which scared me. It was still dark out, but it was a bit lighter than before. I realized that Kenny was still waiting for my answer.
“What? What happened?”, I asked confused. The worried expression stayed on his face.
“Silver, you were screaming.”, he explained. “Where you having a bad dream or something?”, he asked. I looked away from him. I didn’t even know this person, why would I tell him about my dream.
“Yes.”, I replied slowly. I looked up at him. He was staring at me again. His eyes were panicked a little, but I could see that it was fading away. We stared at each other for a long time. It must have been close to five minutes. My kitten’s meow made us turn. She jumped up on my bed, and settled down at the end of it on the covers. “ By the way, what is the kitten’s name?”, I asked remembering that I hadn’t named it yet. He laughed and smiled at me.
“Her name is Moon.”, he replied still smiling at me. The smile reminded me of the dark creature in my dream. I tried to figure out if this was the same person. It couldn’t be, I said to myself. It was impossible. I don’t even know this guy. That also reminded me of something.
“Where exactly am I?”, I asked him another question.
“We are actually in part of you attic. The room is meant for when your sick.”, he answered.
“Oh . . . “, I thought of something. How did he know this? I lived here, not him, and he was telling me about the house. “How do you know all this? How did you even know how to get up here for that matter?”, I didn’t remember seeing any stairs in the entire tour of the house.
“Well, my house was similar to yours.” he replied as if he was hiding something. I wondered why he didn’t want to tell me.
“Oh, okay.”, I answered simply. To me, it didn’t really matter that much. If he was showing me something that I didn’t know about in my own house, then so be it. I smiled, thinking about how I didn’t feel the need to burst out into tears when I had disobeyed Eric. Maybe everything would turn out . . . well, for the time being anyways.
Once I was feeling rested enough, both of us went downstairs, which was a discovery for me, since I had never known how to get up there. I came to find out that the passageway was through the library. The bookshelves were actually a big door, and the doorknob was very well hidden behind a section of books. We went into the kitchen to eat lunch, and had a very simple conversation of why I was there, and why no one was allowed into the house. Surprisingly though, Kenny didn’t eat. . .
“That must have been hard for you.”, Kenny replied after hearing my story. “I mean, wow, you had your parents abandon you, you were put into an orphanage, when someone finally comes to get you, they just leave you helpless in an empty house that they just happen to find, and even worse than that you loved him. So I understand fully what you mean when you say ‘ it was hard for me’.”, he laughed. I tried to laugh, and surprisingly it worked. I hadn’t laughed in such a long time and actually felt it. Before, it was hopeless to be happy. I thought about how I had made friends with someone I had just met, yet somehow it seemed like I had known Kenny for my entire life. It was creepy, yet . . . I enjoyed it very much somehow. I finally finished my lunch and we went into the living room.
“So, what do you do all day?”, Kenny asked me. I thought about his question. What had I normally done?
“Well, I have to admit that I do sleep a lot.”, I laughed realizing the fact, “and, well, sometimes I read, or play with the kitten, or just explore around me. TV has never really caught my attention, so it doesn’t bring much use to me. Oh, and I listen to music some of the time, and use the library computer some. Nothing really on it though. Eric, I guess, didn’t want me even talking to people on the internet, so he canceled all communication on it somehow, so I cant talk at all, unless it’s to myself basically.”, I explained harshly.
“Well, at least you can have someone to talk to now . . . that is if you don’t mind me visiting sometimes.”, he stated the sentence to make it sound like a question.
“Of course not, I would love to have company.”, I replied after I thought about it some. We sat there and didn’t say anything. All we did was look at each other. I thought it weird that he could keep my gaze for such a long time, especially since he never seemed to blink. It seemed to me that I blinked every twenty or so seconds, maybe more, but still, it wasn’t normal for one not to blink for five minutes straight. I looked away calmly, trying not to show how hard it actually was for me. “Do you want to take a walk outside or something?”, I offered. “ I could show you around the place if you’d like?”. He seemed amused by this question, but still accepted it.
We walked around the house a few times, before I noticed that Kenny’s eyes kept on straying to one part of the forest.
“What are you looking at?”, I finally asked. He looked at the forest, and then back at me.
“I’m looking over there. Do you want me to show you?”, he asked.
“Show me what?”, I asked confused. He smiled and his eyes glistened. Then, he grabbed my hand and started walking toward the forest. I let him lead me through the trees, and further on. When we had been walking for a minute or two, I looked back towards the house. I couldn’t see anything but the trees surrounding us.
Chapter 7: Familiar Places “Okay, we’re here.”, he finally said. I took a look around. It was a clearing. Where had I seen this before? Then I remembered. This was the same clearing in my dream. I shot a weary glance at Kenny, he was looking at me again. I shot my eyes to the other side of the clearing. Empty. Apparently, the dream wasn’t replaying itself yet, because if it was, then Eric would be standing there with open arms. I relaxed a little. I didn’t extremely desire for the dream to come alive.
“So, this is it.”, Kenny said after a moment of silence. “Do you like it?”, he asked.
“Well . . . it looks like a good place to have a picnic for sure.”, we laughed, “but other than that, yes.”, I wondered why he bought me out here.
“Hey, that’s an idea!”, Kenny exclaimed, “why don’t we have a picnic?”, he suggested. I looked at him to see if he was joking, but he wasn’t. He looked at me with inquiring eyes.
“Sure, why not? We’ll have to go back to the house first though to get the food and the blankets.”, I replied. A thought popped up into my head. Hadn’t we just eaten lunch? Ah well. I was still hungry anyways, and he must have been hungry, for the fact he didn’t eat lunch with me.
Once we had gathered a bunch of supplies and food and such, we went back to the clearing. I looked around the perimeter before I sat down. Still nothing. All of the dream scenario confused me. Part of it was coming true, yet the other part, was still uncomplete. We laid our items down on a blanket in the center of the clearing and sat down. I reached for an apple. I waited for Kenny to take his pick, but he just looked at me.
“Aren’t you going to going to eat something? You must be hungry, you didn’t eat lunch.”.
“No, I’m not hungry.”, he replied simply.
“Oh come on, you have to eat at least something. At least have a drink.”, I insisted and handed him a bottle of coke.
“Seriously, I’m not hungry.”, he convinced. As much as I tried to encouraged him to eat, he wouldn’t budge. I sighed, and took a bite of my apple. Kenny was staring at me amusingly.
“What? What is it?”, I asked curiously.
“You.”, he answered, “it’s funny how you humans can eat that.”, he said, but once he said it, he gasped and cupped his hand over his mouth.
“What do you mean, ‘ you humans’? Aren’t you a human? Or are you just implying that you don’t like apples.”, I glanced at him wearily. He shot a glance at me, and then down at the earth floor.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that.”, he finally exclaimed. He didn’t bring his eyes to mine. I felt uneasy around him.
“Kenny, who are you. Really, I must have hit my head pretty hard when I fell, because I have basically spent an entire afternoon with someone who I don’t even know. So I’ll ask again, who are you and what do you want?”, I demanded. Kenny shifted his feet.
“I’m not safe, Silver. I have never been safe, and whoever is around me isn’t safe either. I want you to know that. If you want me to leave, then I won’t resist. I’ll understand.”. Kenny then got up, and stared walking away towards the edge of the clearing. Once reaching it, he turned around to look at me, then walked on. What was I doing? I couldn’t just sit here! He was the only one I could talk to! I picked myself up, dropped the apple and ran in his direction.
“Kenny! Wait!”, I pleaded. I was panting by the time I reached his side. He viewed me strangely. “Please don’t go!”, I pleaded. I wrapped my arms around his, drove my head into his chest, and started crying. Kenny just stood there baffled by my action. Then after a few seconds, hugged me back.
“Alright. I won’t go.”, we stood there for the longest time it seemed. For some reason, I felt safe. I felt as If nothing could to get me no matter how hard they tried. There was one more feeling that I felt though, and the feeling felt strong, I was in love . . .
Chapter 8: The Wait
It was cold that night. Kenny had left after we had returned home, but promised me that he would be back soon. I didn’t ask what ‘soon’ meant, but I figured it meant ‘tomorrow’. I went up to my room and sat down on my bed. I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t tired, despise the fact that it was 1:00am. I had already eaten dinner, taken a shower, watched a movie, read part of my book, and changed into my nightclothes. Finally, I got into bed and just lay there. I decided that it was too quiet and looked around the room. Realizing that there was a closet in one of the corners of the room, I got out of bed and walked up to it. Thankfully, it wasn’t locked. It was a pretty big for a closet. It looked more like a room. I walked in and made my way through the items that were neatly piled up in little places. Finally, I found what I had been looking for. A stereo. I pulled it out and set it up in my room next to my bed, that way I could reach it easily. I went back into the closet and searched some of the boxes laid out against the wall. One was filled with clothes, one with bathroom supples, one with sheets and bed supplies, and eventually, one with CDs. I pulled the box into my room and dumped them all out. There was so many! There was *Red Jumpsuit Apparatus*, *Bullet For My Valentine*,* Fallout Boy*, *Three Days Grace*, and many more. After moments of deciding, I picked *Bullet For My Valentine*, opened the case, and put the CD into the stereo. Music filled up the silence. I was much happier now. I gathered up all of the remaining CDs and put them back into the box, and then put the box underneath my bed. Finally, I climbed back into the bed, and the music put me to sleep.
I didn’t dream that night. All I saw was darkness. Thoughts still piled through though. Thoughts of many things. Suicide was one of the main topics. Why didn’t I just end my life and get it over with? There was nothing better to do, for I was nothing. Nobody wanted me. The only living reason I stayed alive was for . . . I didn’t even know what I really stayed alive for. Waking up, I shifted in my bed. It was still dark out. I stayed in bed just thinking about my life. My step- parents came into thought. Why did they even want me to begin with if they were just going to put me up for adoption? I wondered what my real parents were like. Had they loved me? Were they still somewhere in this world, or had life left then to die? I sighed, not wanting to think anymore. All of a sudden, I realized that the only thing I wanted to do was to see Kenny again. When he was present, the thoughts stayed back, as if he was closing the passage way for them to enter my brain. Kenny’s face was the last picture in my mind before I fell off back to sleep.
When I finally managed to wake up, still there was darkness. I looked at my watch, grudgingly, and found out that it was only 5:00 am. Still way too early, I thought to myself. I at least wanted to sleep till about 11:00 am, for I wasn’t ready at all to get up and actually try to maneuver myself fully. Sighing, I lay my head back down on the pillow, thankful to know that still had a few good hours to sleep. I fell back asleep instantly.
Chapter 9: ??
I didn’t want to get up, but the light was keeping my sleep away from me. I opened my eyes hesitantly. The light was too bright for my eyes, at the moment, so I relieved myself by closing them as soon as opening them. I knew I would need to get up sooner or later, I had slept too much lately, I needed to get out more and do something with the small percentage of like I had left. Grudgingly, I forced my legs out of the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed stretching for a time. Finally, which it probably close to twenty minutes of just sitting there, I got up. I didn’t bother to look at the clock. I figured the clock was useless to me now. I never had to be anywhere, or do anything at a certain time, so why even bother. Still without looking at it, I unplugged the cord to my small alarm clock. I gathered it up and put it in my closet with the other extra supplies. I felt like taking a shower. I knew I had just took one the night before, but I needed something that would wake me up. Cold water would do just the thing. I quickly undressed and turned the water on. Even with the cold water drowning my body, I couldn’t feel anything. Not even when I turned off the water and dried off. I felt so . . . dead almost. While drying my hair, the dryer seemed so slow. As if no air was coming out of it. Frustrated with the machine, I turned it off. I dragged myself into some comfortable enough clothes and, finally, went downstairs. I tried forcing some cereal down, but I just wasn’t in the mood for eating. I wasn’t even hungry.
this is going to be one of the next chapters in SILVER, i just haven't gotten there yet. *grins* it first was dedicated to my bf. *grins*
~Skyla Lair~
What is Love?
I sighed as I drew my eyes towards the window. The sun was just about to disappear from sight, and the cold air signaled the night to come forth. I was tired at the hour, but sleep would not come. It avoided me as if I was an immortal, never sleeping nor dying. Like an endless nightmare, it didn’t leave me. Dark circles clouded my eyes, blackening further day by day. So many thoughts crowded my mind. Thoughts that I could not bear, yet still not avoid all the same.
He had been on my mind for days now. He was all I thought about lately. I had no one to talk to, for I was alone in my world, my thoughts. Never before had I experienced this feeling. I never knew that love could hurt so much, could kill one’s mind. Love had saddened me before, though it did not leave a gaping hole in my heart as it did now. All it did now was hurt me more and more, yet still, I couldn’t bear to give it up. If I let go this love, I would sink into an ongoing pit of depression, pain, and despair, though if I stayed, then I would be left like this. What was better? Letting Satan himself take over my actions and change my heart and turn it black, or, let my love for him take over and never know what to expect? I couldn’t choose to let go, yet I felt persuaded to. Would it change other lives, other than mine own if I did? I was told so, yet still, I did not budge. I did not know his thoughts. I didn’t know his feelings for me. Was he going through what I had been captured by, or, did he just not care about me? I could not decipher which, or take any options, unless his own. I tried to let out my depression and anger, but the tears stayed back, and my screams turned out to be just heavy grasps of air stolen by my mouth. All I could do was sit there and stare into the emptiness of everything. All I could do was be more confused. I tried to distract my mind, but nothing worked. Either something reminded me of him too much, or, it just bored me to death and was ignored completely. Walks seemed to help some, for more answers came out of my mind, while at the same time though, more questions were being created at the same time though. I asked myself why I loved him. I could not put it into words, but I knew that it was true love, despite everything else the world had said. I loved him more than anything, even my own parents. I loved him and would do anything to have him. I just couldn’t seem to figure out what I had to do though. I wondered why no one else understood this type of love that I had owned. Another question that couldn’t be answered by myself.
I curled up tighter in the chair in which I was sitting in. Hopefully, in the end everything would turn out, everything would be okay. But, I would never know that until my life continued on with the suspicions.
this is a story that i started a while ago, but i am sortof lost on how to continue. hopefully, i will finish it soon
Dreams In The Shadows
Prologue: The Cave
“ What are we doing here? I can’t see anything!”, someone said. “ we are here for you to learn a few important things that only I can talk to you about. Now be quiet or I’ll make you be quiet myself”, someone replied “ why do we have to be quiet? No one is here, everyone knows that this is the most abandoned place in Flora.” “ don’t believe everything you hear, there is something listening everywhere.” “ what do you mean?” “ we will talk about that some other time, I brought you here for an important reason that you must always remember. If you forget this, you might not last long.”, the explainer paused for a minute, then started up after a few seconds of silence, “ just remember, never let anything happen to these. If you do before it happens, you can get help from in the clouds.” “ what do you mean, what things, before what happens” “ I must leave now, before someone finds us. Good-bye.
Chapter1: My Life
“ Shadow, get up out of that bed this instant! You know well more than I do that when your called you should already be up and dressed when the first morning call comes. The Master will be mad at you for this, you probably should brace yourself for a whipping. Now get downstairs and get breakfast ready.”, the maid shouted. “ Yes ma’am, I’ll get to it right away.”, why did I do that? I already am in trouble with the Master for falling asleep with my reading to the children, I will have to prove to him that I can stay awake without help or I will risk the chance of losing my job. I stopped thinking to myself and went downstairs to get breakfast. Thankfully, the Master was not there. He had to go to a meeting early before anyone was awake. I silently thanked the gods for showing mercy on me.
I had moved here when I was three years old. I never knew my dad, and my mom died before I was sent here. They put me to work as a maid not paying me anything and not paying any attention to my age. I usually just take care of children and the housework, but lately I had been falling asleep way to early and waking up with screaming mobs around me. I didn’t know why. Discipline was harsh here. For every one thing you missed or did wrong, you got two lashes with the Masters whip. It was quite painful. I didn’t always have to work thankfully. I got a free period every other day for about two and a half hours. It wasn’t much, but at least it was something.
My name was Shadow, I didn’t know my last name. Never had and most likely never would. I was a fifteen year old girl with dark black and piercing green eyes. I was in good shape for my age. I liked to read and was bored with life. I hated my work but since it was the only place that would give me food and shelter, I was forced to stay put. Mostly my head was up in the clouds and not paying attention to reality, but I couldn’t show it around the Master. Life was evil in my thoughts, daydreaming and reading were so much easier, but I was stuck. I was stuck in the very world I hated the most, and no where else, at least for a while.
Chapter2: The Girl
Finally, the moment came, I was being lashed and whipped. I was lashed six times, all for falling asleep and waking up. “ what’s wrong with you? I’m not going to let you have your way if you do this again. I know that you don’t have anywhere to turn to, but I can’t have a lazy brat lying around my house expecting food and shelter for free!”, the Master had said to me. I just needed a break from the world. Thankfully, it was my day for time off. I decided to take a big book and sneak out of the house and into the woods. If I hurried, I could get out and then back in without anyone knowing I had left. When it was time, I grabbed my book and went through the empty halls and outside the maid doorway in the kitchen. So far so good, I thought to myself, now I just have to make it into the woods. When I got there, I found an old bench with plants covering it. I brushed them off and sat down to read. After about fifteen minutes I became very sleepy. The next thing I knew I saw a young girl looking me over. She looked maybe a year younger than me. I sat up immediately. “Who are you and what are you doing here”, I demanded. “ I am Nightwing of Flora. I am just passing through.” “ well then, why were you looking at me then? I want a full explanation here!” “ I am looking for something, and I thought you might be able to help me. These are dangerous times and two people are better than one.” , she told me. I thought for a minute, “ how could I help you? my name is Shadow and I am only a maid working for my Master in the middle of Tasla.” “ you could keep me company and help me find what I’m looking for. In return I would give you food and a shelter most nights. You probably would not return here ever again though. So, is it a deal?” “ do I have to make a decision right now?” “ yes, I’m afraid I’m going to have to keep moving” Nightwing answered. It would be better than going back to that chaotic place. I smiled, “ when do we start?”
Chapter3: Nightwing’s Story
Nightwing was a girl with midnight black hair and sky blue eyes. She was almost fifteen and was tall for her age. She was skinny and looked like she hadn’t eaten for at least a week. Nightwing told me that her parents had died when she was born. Her father died trying to protect her mother from a bear and her mother died bringing Nightwing into the world. She had been taken in by a family in Flora, but a few years after, the family disappeared. Nightwing was left alone the rest of her life, without anyone to help her.
I told Nightwing about my life after she told me hers. “ that must have been hard for you. I would hate that, having someone rule your life every day. Why didn’t you run away?” “ believe me, I wanted to, but I had nowhere else to turn and run to. I was sort of stuck there.”, I told her.
Nightwing told me that she had a dream about a week ago about someone telling her that she had to find something and protect something, but she didn’t know what. She told me that the morning of her dream, she woke up with a collar and a ring in her hands. She figured that these were what she had to protect. Nightwing was still looking for what she had to find.
As they started out on their journey they talked to each other. They left Tasla in a hurry. Little did they know that they were being watched every step of the way.
Chapter4: Journey’s start
Nightwing and I traveled for about four days total when I started to feel strange, as if something was watching me and never taking its eyes off me. I glanced at Nightwing, she was walking straight ahead, never taking her eyes off the road. “ what’s wrong Shadow?”, she asked. She must have seen me looking at her. “ nothing really, it’s just that it feels as if someone is watching me. It sort of creeps me out.” “ that’s funny you say that because I have had the same feeling, at night mostly but it is slightly in the day too.” “ I wonder if there really is something watching us, or if it’s just our imagination.” “ yea, but if we both feel it, it’s most likely real because not a lot of people share the same feelings I have. It might just be an animal or something. I wouldn’t worry about it.” “ I guess, if you say so.”,
I was still nervous but I knew that if there was any trouble, Nightwing would take care of it. She was that kind of person. I knew that the first day I met her just how she reacted to the things I said to her. I wasn’t really familiar with this type of attitude toward me. Almost my whole life someone had been bossing me around and showed no mercy or appreciation for me. It was hard to answer her when she said a compliment to me. I didn’t know how to thank her for being so kind when I came from a world that was so cruel. Maybe life could be good sometimes, when it wanted to be.
Chapter5: The Follower
On the sixth day, Nightwing and I stopped at an old cabin. It looked abandoned. There were crow’s nest in almost every part of the entire roof which had caved in a bit. “Nightwing, can we stop here for the night? This place surely can’t be owned or if it is it has surely been forgotten.” “I don’t know.”,she answered cautiously. “It sort of looks creepy.” “Yes, but it would just be for tonight and I am so tired I don’t care where I drop. Please, I promise that we will leave right at sunrise.”, I pleaded with her for about three minutes and then she finally gave in. “Alright, but we will not stay here one minute after sunup.”.
Nightwing and I walked slowly into the abandoned looking house. The door creaked so loudly when we opened it that I thought my Master could have heard it. Inside was a bed and a couch. Also there was a kitchen with everything in it too. The water was pretty rusty when we turned it on though. “I wonder where all of this stuff came from. Probably from the person who owned it.”,I answered myself. “Hey, have you noticed something?”, Nightwing asked me while climbing into bed that night after we had made ourselves comfortable. “No, what” “The inside of the house isn’t dusty. At least not that dusty.” “Hey, you’re right!”, I gasped. What if something does live here and just doesn’t want anyone to notice. “Well, as I said, we will be leaving at the crack of dawn, so hopefully whoever owns this house either won’t come home tonight or will just be nice.”.
Nightwing and I talked for a few more minutes to each other before we went to sleep. It didn’t take long for me to get to sleep. When I did, I had really weird dreams. They were dreams that I had never encountered before in my whole life. Someone was talking to me. It was a man’s voice, but I could only see darkness. “You shouldn’t be here. You must run away. Far away. There are people here that want to kill you. They know how important you are. Hurry, before it’s too late. You must fulfill your destiny of life.”. “But who are you?”, I responded to darkness. Then I woke up. I could hear a muffled voice. It was Nightwing’s, with a rag wrapped around her mouth. I looked around the room. There was a man sitting in the corner of room looking at something. He only looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. I recognized what he was looking at. It was Nightwing’s collar with the ring connected to it. The man looked up at me and smiled. “So, you have finally woken up.”. I screamed.
Chapter6: Panicked Realms
“What!”,the Master screamed, “what do you mean ‘she’s gone’? When did she leave? Did she say anything? Why did she leave? Come on girl, I need vital information here!”. “Well sire, we are not exactly sure when she left, but right after you sent her off she never returned. She didn’t leave a trace, but why would you care about such matters anyway, it is just a slave who probably got jealous?” She was used to this screaming. “Because it just so happens that I was about to sell her for a great amount of money, and we are low on money for your information right now!” “We will just have to make money some other way I guess.”, she knew better than to ask why they were low on money. “You said that she left no hints on her whereabouts or even which direction she is traveling?” “That’s right, sire.”. “Fine, then return to your work and if you find any trace of that brat, tell me immediately!”. “Yes... Master.” The maid then returned to her work. I wonder what happened to that girl. Poor thing, she doesn’t even have a family or anyone who cares about her anymore. The maid sighed.
Chapter 7: Another Shadow
“Calm down!”, the man shouted over my screaming. “I am not going to hurt you in any way.” “Well how am I supposed to know that you are not lying to me?”, I snapped back at him. “Because I said I wouldn’t and I always keep my word. I didn’t hurt your friend now did I?” “No, you only tied her up so tight that she couldn’t breath!” “Will you please stop screaming? I only have one pair of eardrums you know. I hope you don’t mind.”, he replied totally relaxed. “What do you think I should do? My friend and I just wanted a nice and quiet place to sleep and we didn’t plan for some creepy guy to come up out of nowhere and tie us up!”, I said, still screaming at him. “Shouldn’t I be able to come into my own house without two lunatics screaming out of it?”. “Oh... this is your house?”, I asked wearily. “Yes it is.”. For the first time I looked over the man. He was very tall with white hair and dark brown eyes that appeared to have a tint of grey. For some reason, he didn’t look human. “What’s your name anyway?”, I finally asked. “My name is Shadow”, he replied. I gasped. That was my name! He had to be lying, but then again he couldn’t have been. He doesn’t know my name. “What’s your’s and your friend’s names.” “My friend’s name is Nightwing.”, I stopped abruptly. “And your’s is...”, he asked. “My name is Shadow.”
Chapter 8: The Reunion
Shadow, the man, looked puzzled. It can’t be her, he thought, she is just a girl! “Well, actually, my real name isn’t Shadow. I just have people think that because I don’t like my real name to be exposed. But, since your name is that I guess I will have to go by my real name this time. That is Silverstream .”, he finally said. Shadow sighed, feeling happy that this man didn’t have the same name as her. “How old are you?”, Silverstream asked. “I am fifteen. And you?”, she responded. “I am eighteen years old, but I will be turning nineteen very shortly.” “Oh... you look younger.” “Well I’m not.”, he replied. “Um... just wondering ,uh, have you been following us, by any chance? If you say you weren’t, we will believe you.” “I will talk about that later.”, Silverstream said quickly. “now, aren’t we going to untie your friend?”. I quickly let Nightwing loose and let her speak. “She walked right up to the man and took a good look at him. “I know you! You shouldn’t have come here! You are unwanted I tell you! Unwanted!”, she screamed. “Nightwing, calm down! Who is he? Do you know him?” “Oh yes, I would know that face anywhere. He is wanted all over. Silverstream is a blood-sucking vampire!”
Chapter9: The Truth
“Excuse me? Nightwing, how do you know that? You are younger than me, for crying out loud!” “Shadow, you have to remember that I have been traveling all my life and haven’t been cooped up in a house full of proud people and that never tell you the news of the day and all they do do is torture you .”, she finished explaining. When she looked at me I was staring at my feet. “I’m sorry, Shadow, I didn’t mean to offend you.”, she said softly. “It’s not that you offended me, it’s just that I still can’t believe that some people could be so mean when you are practically living their lives for them.”, I replied slowly. “What’s all of this?”, asked Silverstream, “who has been treating you badly? Was it your parents or your guardians?” “I will tell you about that later.”, I said, “now I want the truth from you. Are you a vampire?”, he hesitated and kept quiet. “I want an answer now!”, I snapped. “Yes”, he apologized,”it is true that I am a vampire. I will not harm you though, I just need you to help me.”, he said timidly. “Well what do you need help with?” “I can’t tell you now, but I will soon. I promise, and I never go back on my promise.” “Fine, but when will we see each other again? Nightwing and I are leaving at the crack of dawn, which by the way, is almost here.” “I am coming with you. I have been the one who has been following you, but for now I would like to keep those reasons to myself.”. I looked at Nightwing. She motioned me to come over. Silverstream left us alone. “Do you think we can trust him?”, she asked me. “I think we can. He argues a lot, but I think I can handle him.” “He is only flirting with you. And the worst part of it is that you are doing likewise.”, I blushed and Nightwing started to laugh. “It’s not my fault. I just can’t help it. He is sort of cute anyway, what can you expect me to do? Be as quiet as a rabbit like you and let him go on complaining? You know that you hardly said a word to him, right?” “Of coarse I know that silly. I never get a chance to talk. Even if I wanted to I wouldn’t get a chance, not that I want to talk to him though.”. Silverstream walked over to us.
“Hey, what do you guys usually do for breakfast. I could cook something up for you guys, unless we’re leaving right now.”. I shot a glance at Nightwing. She nodded. “We will stay. But I am cooking and you don’t have any say in that.”. Silverstream backed away with his hands up in the air as if he was trying to look scared. “Very funny.”, I replied. I smiled at him. And he smiled back.
Chapter10: Continuing On
After breakfast, we all started out. Nightwing was still cautious about Silverstream and she did her best to keep away from him. I didn’t know why she didn’t trust him, but that was her business, not mine.
After about two hours, Nightwing suggested that we take a break for about half an hour. I agreed. It wasn’t long before we started to travel again. When we did, there was an awkward silence. All that was heard was the birds in the trees. I didn’t like the quietness very much, but there wasn’t anything to talk about. I hoped that the people back at the Master’s house had not organized a search party, but it didn’t matter because we had been traveling for at least seven days. If they had, they probably wouldn’t look for more than one day. The master was used to runaways. I thought of when I had first gotten there. I was only about two or three years old. I wondered why I had never run away from that cruel place. My thoughts were interrupted when I realized that Silverstream was staring at me. So was Nightwing. “Why are you all staring at me like that?” Nightwing answered, “Shadow, you just vanished, then reappeared.” “You’re joking right?”. Nightwing just kept on staring.
Chapter 12: Back in Reality
I looked at Silverstream for an explanation, but he avoided my eyes. My eyes searched his, but I could tell that he was as just as confused as I was. “Someone please talk to me!”, I screamed, but neither of them answered me. Frustrated, I stared walking again, fast. Then I ran. I didn’t care to look back. I just wanted to be alone. It wasn’t fair. Why was I always the one who was the center of attention and blamed for everything? Why couldn’t it be someone else? I stopped running when I came to a tree, a really big tree. To me, it was bigger than any other tree in the forest, of what I could see anyways. I looked up. I couldn’t see the top of the tree. I noticed that there were a lot of low enough branches to reach. This would be a good climbing tree and might be a good place to stop for the night. Nightwing should see this.
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