The Curse of the Gale Mansion

Chapter 1

"Where are you taking us?" Jolie demanded, yanking at her bound wrists.

"Jolie, calm down." Will, her younger brother, said gently.

The two had been kidnapped and thrown into a dark wagon. It was luxurious inside. There were smooth red velvet seats made of foam that they sunk right into. They'd been assaulted and bound and thrown into a seat, their kidnapper sat in front of them.

He was just a few years older than Will and about the same age as Jolie. He had curly silver hair pulled into a messy bun, ice blue eyes, and was wearing a black mask, a black trench coat, and black gloves. Jolie also noticed his earrings: golden starts that glinted.

"Your brother is right Miss Porter. Calm down," the kidnapper said, "I assure you all this will turn out perfectly fine."

Jolie barred her teeth,"You kidnapped us! How are we supposed to trust you!"

"Oh. You will." the kidnapper warned, his eyes ice on Jolie.

She was the eldest of the Porter children at age twenty-one. She had dark black hair that cascaded down her shoulders, stunning purple eyes, and she wore a black dress that was tailored with a turtleneck and long sleeves. She was beautiful but vicious.

"You didn't answer my question," she snarled, "Where are you taking us!"

"Jolie..." Will mumbled.

"Shut up Will! I'm asking the very kind man a question," her nostrils flared, "Answer me you creep."

"Whoa, you've got a bad little mouth, honey," the kidnapper pressed a sharp dagger to her lips, "Shut up or I'll kill you both."

"You wouldn't." Jolie hissed.

"I would." he slashed Jolie's cheek.

She screamed as blood trickled down her neck, "You little monster! I'll have your head!"

"Jolie..." Will was getting frantic, "Jolie...!"

"WHAT?!" she wheeled on him, her eyes wild, her face bloody, her nostrils flared.

Will backed down with a whimper.

The kidnapper chuckled.

Will was the second oldest of the Porters. He was nineteen, had a mop of red hair, the same purple eyes as his sister, and he wore a wrinkled button up over a pair of trousers.

"I think you two will do just fine." the kidnapper's eyes seemed to smile.

"FOR WHAT?!" Jolie screamed.

The kidnapper just glanced at his watch mumbling to himself: "Just fine indeed."

"Welcome to the Gale Mansion." their kidnapper said as they stepped out the wagon.

It was pouring rain outside and they all were crowded under dark umbrellas. The sky was dark.

The Gale Mansion rose high and spread wide. It was painted black and was surrounded by a barbed gate. Gardens and gardens stood between the gates and the mansion.

Jolie had calmed down just a bit but was still glowering at the kidnapper.

"Looks inviting," she growled, lunging for the kidnapper, "Mind if I tear you apart?"

The kidnapper dodged her.

"I'm going to beat you so hard!" she screamed lunging for him again.

"You're sweet," the kidnapper simply ignored her, "Now Will. As I was saying. Welcome to the Gale Mansion. We shouldn't leave The Master waiting too long."