Fostering Foster

Embroidered Eye

"Percy, Sophie, I'm going to pick some things up from the store, okay?" My mom asked.
"Okay," Sophie and I answered simultaneously.

When she left, I asked, "So, Garwin, eh? Where'd you meet him?"
"Um, my old school. He's one of the people that called me a freak." Sophie responded. I nodded.

"So Nancy, eh? Where'd you meet her?"
"Um, my old school. She's one of the people that called me a weirdo," I said, smiling.

Silence followed. Then the doorbell rang.

"Race you," We both said in unison.

Sophie got there first and opened the door, revealing a few figures in black cloaks with a creepy white eye embroidered on the sleeve.

Sophie paled and whispered, "No you're captured...some of you are dead." I was totally, thoroughly confused.
One of the cloaked figures stepped foward and threw their hood down, revealing a beautiful lady with ice blue eyes and blonde hair. Sophie looked like she would faint and she leaned on me for support.
"Your dead! I watched you die! I won't let you hurt Keefe again!" She screamed.
The lady shook her head, "Eh, my son's worthless. Now I'm out for revenge...on you." She lunged at Sophie, grabbing her and pinning her arms at her side. She then held a cloth to Sophie's mouth and nose. Sophie went limp but still was able to keep her eyes open.
Sophie's captor turned to me, "If you come after us, I swear I'll do more than just hurt her." Then she turned back to Sophie and placed a circlet-looking-thing on her head . Sophie cried out and clutched her head. Her eyes were starting to close as she said to me, "Swan Song!"
"Ah, ah, ah," Another cloaked figure scolded her. Male. As he raised his hand to slap her, I got a glimpse of a scar on his figure. It looked like a bite mark. Before he got to slap her, though, my sister went unconscious and the cloaked figures pulled her through the door.