Running that's all he could do... Run. He would make it right? The handcuffs were making things quite difficult and if he fell it would take him a few minutes... A few precious minutes to get back up. Of all things why handcuffs? Is a thought that ran through his mind. How was he going to get them off? He'd just have to figure that out later. He ran faster and was off balance knowing he was about to fall but with freedom so close couldn't stop running. So close! Just past that tree thenhis owner wouldn't dare try to get him back with so many people around. He stumbled which caused him to lose his balance and come crashing into the hard earth. Owch... The slave boy looked up and saw someone. This someone had very strange hair... Black and pink... And was the guy wearing colored contacts? His eyes appeared to be red.
Jordan looked up from his book to see a strange blond haired boy lying on the ground with his hands handcuffed behind his back. Why were his cloths so dirty? Was this an escaped prisoner? No it couldn't be this boy was too young. "Do you need any help?" The boy looked up. "Yes please." Jordan helped the boy up. He had bright green eyes and a terrified expression. "What's your name?"
The slave boy thought about this for a moment. He didn't actually have a name but he didn't want a stranger knowing that so he decided to come up with one. "I'm... Charlie." Of all the names he chooses that one? Oh well too late to change it.
"It's nice to meet you charlie I'm Jordan." "So why are you wearing those?" He asked while pointing to the handcuffs.
Charlie looked around worried. He needed to get away fast. "Coukd you help me? Charlie hoped Jordan wouldn't ask too many questions.
Jordan couldn't say no. Not to this boy he looked awful. "Of course. What with?"
"I-I need somewhere to stay for a night..."
"Okay."
Jordan sprouted ebony wingys then grabbed Charlie.
Jordan landed quietly ona roof of a mansion the mansion was his.
The outside was old made of stone and it had a large gate that was black and about 7 foot high. The roof had a small garden with many flowers and a small area of water that contained 3 large fish.
Jordan showed Charlie inside. Charlie was astonished and unable to believe what just happened and that he was standing in such a place. Wings? How?
"What are you?" Charlie was astounded by the fact that he had wings and the elegance and size of the home.
"I'm just a person. Nothing special."
"With wings?"
"Yes."
Not the answer he was expecting. He ignored the rising questions concerning the strange being.
"Could you possibly help me get these off?" Charlie was tired of being in cuffs it was quite troublesome.
Jordan responded "Of course it shouldn't be too difficult. " after a moment of concentration the cuffs fell to the floor so naturally Charlie was in shock once again.
Jordan looked around. "Follow me please. This could be suspicious to some."
Jordan led Charlie to a door on the roof then led him inside.
"Whose there?" Jordan yelled. He had heard someone inside and could smell them as well.
The culprit raced for the exit but was very far away. Jordan appeared next to the thief.
The thief to jordans surprise was a young girl probably 15 or 16. She had blue eyes and long brown hair with a large red streak running through it and maybe 5' 3".
"Hello there I don't think we've met." Said Jordan with a smirk.
Quickly thinking of an excuse "I'm... A new maid and this is my first day."
"No you're not. I know every maid that works for me and you're not one of them." He really didn't but she didn't know that and he could tell the girl was lying. "Whats your name and why are you in my house?"
His house? He hired? He couldn't be older than 17. "I..." She had no excuse.
"Well?" Jordan was feeling impatient.
"I'm Emi..." She looked at the ground. What was she going to do? She couldn't get caught again...
Jordan sighed. By the look on the girls face he could tell she hadn't wanted to do it. "Into the living room. I want a story from both of you. Jordan walked into the living room sat in a chair leaned back and crossed his legs and waited for the others to sit.
Charlie sat. Emi stayed near the door making it obvious she wasn't going to sit.
"So charlie" Jordan began. "Why were you running? And why were you wearing those handcuffs?"
What could he say other than the truth? What good would it even do to lie? But how should he explain...
"I was running from someone."
"Obviously now continue."
"I was running fromy master. I have been sold from master to master as a slave for... I'm guessing about seven years. I was being handed off when I ran."
"That's... Tragic. How old are you Charlie?"
Charlie looked at the ground wishing he knew. "I can't remember. I can't really remember anything from my past."
"Also tragic. Well that answers most of my questions for you. What is your story?" He was glaring at Emi.
Silence "Well?"
She took a deep breath. She didn't want to tell anyonc especially a total stranger. "I needed money for..." Her voice got quiet "for food."
Jordan wasn't satisfied. "Why?"
"So I could live. Why else?"
"Why are you in a situation where you must steal?"
"I haven't had any money since my parents died. Happy now?" She was angry and humiliated.
Charlie was looking around not paying any attention to their conversation. He noticed something. Was that... A bowl of candy? It was lying on the table so he snatched a sucker and popped it in his mouth. Delicious.
"Well... I won't press you for anymore information..." Jordan was saying "But steal from me again and I will make you my maid." Emi nodded in response. A knock came from the door.
Jordan got up and opened it. "Hello?"
