Eagles Peak

Eagles Peak Part 1

So there I was, on a greyhound bus that looked like it could've driven right out of the 1960's, heading to what would be my new home. I never really wanted to leave Wisconsin but some things just can't be helped. Besides, if I told anyone why I was leaving they wouldn't have believed me anyways.

 As the bus pulled into Eagle's Peak I had to smirk to myself. We were in a valley, and I had seen no sign of eagles anywhere on the trip in. So it would appear the town of Eagles Peak has neither eagles nor peaks. "I'd love to meet whoever named this place" I mumbled under my breath as I walked off the bus and onto main street.

After uprooting myself from my previous home, I actually had a fair amount of cash on hand. So much so, that I was able to afford a small house just outside of the village. It wasn't anything impressive, just something big enough that I couldn't see my kitchen while laying in bed. The real estate agent I talked with about the house was ecstatic when he heard I did in fact intend to buy the house. I got the sense that I may have been the first person to buy a home here in a while. That was a little concerning as I knew how these older towns could be about "outsiders". But as I stepped off the bus, there were no dirty looks shot my way, no locals scattering at the new presence in their midst. No, all that awaited me on the short walk from the bus stop to my newly acquired home was a sleepy little town with a strange name and decidedly average people.

The walk through town was nice. Main street was populated with a little mom and pop restaurant and bar right across from another more upscale restaurant and bar. Next to those was a pharmacy and some apartments that looked run down, even for a place like this. As I came up to my house,I passed something out of the ordinary. A larger white house that didn't quite fit in with the style of the other houses, or at all really. It had an enclosed patio on its upper floor that overlooked the town. The stone foundation revealed very little of the massive basement it was sure to hold. Overall it looked like the kind of house you'd end up in if you had money, and it was pretty obvious that no one here could afford something like that. The rest of my quarter mile walk went without an issue, as I arrived at my new house.

I stepped into the house and I sighed, here I was starting a new life again. No one here knew me and I didn't know them, square one. The house itself was alright, inside a little island sat in the middle of the kitchen from which the other four rooms opened off of. The kitchen being the central feature of the house was odd, But it fulfilled my requirements of not being able to see the kitchen from the bedroom. Even if it only did that by way of a door in between the two rooms.

That night I got the best sleep I'd gotten in a while. I finally didn't have to worry about what was going to happen to me. I had a place to stay again that was far away from everything that had gone on in Wisconsin. All I had to worry about was getting a job to support myself here, and we'd take care of that eventually. For now one thing at a time, we need groceries tomorrow so that's what I'll get.

Waking up in morning was hard, you know how it is when its cold outside and the bed is just so warm. The whole thing was made even worse by the fact that all I had to do today was run out for groceries. Eventually I fought my way out of my bed and made it to the Save-A-Lot just outside town. I picked up the essentials, orange juice, bacon, and pop tarts (the breakfast of champions) as well as a few other foods.

While I was walking back to my house someone called out to me.

"Hey!, Hey you there!"

I spun around to see a goddess standing in front of me. She was tall with raven black hair and a face you couldn't say no to. What stood out to me though, was her eyes. Her eyes were blue, so blue it looked impossible, electric. Despite... other features that may have attracted my gaze, My eyes were firmly locked on hers.