Prelude

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Prelude

“Miss! Miss! They’re coming, miss!” Daisy the maid of Ebony Charr shrieked.

The other maid, Ashlyn was shivering with fear, hyperventilating slightly. Ashlyn was a young, new maid who didn't understand what was happening. So Daisy was calming her while looking out of the window every few minutes for THEM.

“Imogen,” Ebony murmured.

“Yes?” Imogen whispered, her voice tight with fear.

“Tell the maids to get the children and out of here.”

“Wait, what are you going to do?”

“I’ll have to hold THEM off for as long as I can. Hopefully it will be enough time for the maids to be some distance from the mansion to take the children to one of the safe houses. And where they can’t be harmed.”

Imogen nodded, “As soon as I tell them I’m going with you though.”

“Fine,” Ebony sighed, but glad she was not doing this alone.

A loud banging on the door interrupted their conversation. Imogen quickly told Daisy and Ashlyn to get out of the house with the children. Daisy lead the way through Ebony’s mansion since Ashlyn didn’t know her way as well. The route to the closest safe house wasn’t very hard once you went through it a couple of times.

Daisy led Ashlyn and the children with ease; down the stairs, around the side, (watching for the trap door) though the back door and out into the lavender meadow, making various turns until they reached the first safe house near a village.

Imogen ran a few metres ahead, in front of herself and leaped from the top step of the grand marble staircase. Instead of falling and possibly breaking her ankle, she turned into a panther as black as midnight, fur gleaming in the dim light, and landed with more grace than a ballerina at the bottom of the stairs.

Ebony jumped and turned into an elegant eagle, gliding through the air as swift as a knife, just above Imogen.

THEY may have had guns and other weapons, but THEY didn’t have stealth or agility. THEY may have known about the children but THEY didn’t know about Imogen or Ebony.

THEY charged in, the door shattering into a million pieces as they did so. Imogen and Ebony slashed THEM, bit, pecked and everything else they could do to stall time for the maids and children. Imogen, who had blood running from her jaw, belly and head, too weak to fight any longer, changed back into her form as a human,.

She laid, eyes closed but still breathing with blood slick over her beautiful brown curly hair and the lower part of her face. She also had a dark stain forming around her abdominal area.

Ebony, knowing it was no use, went last resort and turned back into her human form also. She picked Imogen up and half ran/half limped to the ground floor bathroom. In the shampoo cupboard there was a tunnel that went underground for miles and miles to the city, Elblod.

The locked bathroom door started cracking, the wood in the middle splintering in seconds. By this time Imogen was fully unconscious and Ebony was dizzying. But they were so close to the way out.

Ebony clamped her clammy hand on the brass polished handle of the cupboard and twisted. She began to pull the door little by little for it was rarely used because this bathroom was a guest bathroom and guests never came to the mansion of Ebony Charr. The cupboard was creaking the whole time, the sound echoing in the tiled bathroom.

Ebony finally yanked the stubborn door open as one of THEM, Lewis his name was, she realised, pulled her hair so her blue eyes, filled with fear were looking into his hatred filled ones. His eyes read: no escape for you this time. Ebony tried to scream but only a whimper came out of her chapped lips.

“Little sister,” he whispered into her ear, “how nice it is to see you again.” He smiled; not a nice smile, a malicious, loathing, evil filled smile as he dragged Ebony by her hair out of the mansion.

She vaguely heard Lewis yelling at someone to get Imogen as she drifted off into black unconsciousness.  

 Video: Silence by Delerium

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