The Things a Heart can Feel (editing)

Prologue

Prologue

The ground shuddered as she cleared another fallen log. Looking up, she narrowly escaped smashing into a low hanging branch. Gasping for breath she continued running through the thick, dark forest. Each step she took shot blinding pain up her bruised and battered legs, making it harder and harder to go on. She tripped over a hidden root and fell face flat onto the cold cruel ground. A groan escaped from her chapped lips. She hastily got up, trying not to wince at her bloody legs and blood soaked clothes. She started running again. This time faster to make up for the lost time. She grimaced at every step she took. Her head throbbed, her broken arm ached, and sweat was getting into her cuts, making them sting. She longed to lay her head down and give up. But lives depended on her, including her own.

Then she heard Twigs and leaves snapping behind her.

No! NO! Not when I was so close! She whipped her ragged blonde hair around in a whirl and her heart stopped at what she saw. This was it. This was the end. They barely gave her time to give a sad, heartbreaking scream before she dropped, dead to the world.

Kelos household, On Paradise Island, Maryland. Saturday morning.

“Time for breakfast!”

“Coming!” I called as I rushed down the spiral stairs just in time to hear a loud boom and see smoke coming from my older brother’s extra room. Or more commonly known in this house, the lab.

“Storm, stop watching weather reports and go get Beaker for breakfast. The gas mask is hanging by the back door,” Yelled my mom from the huge modern kitchen.

“Sure mom.” Said my little sister as she walked to get the mask from the back door. Or what had been the back door until Beaker experimented on it. Now don’t get me wrong, my older brother often invents something brilliant and wins prizes for it. Even more common, something that actually works. But not today.

I walked into our spacious dining room. I was helping Mom set the table when a bullet whizzed by and shattered the water glass I had been holding.

“Your Dad is home.” Mom didn’t even look up from what she was doing.

 Dad is a gun expert so by now we were used to him trying out a new gun and breaking our dishes. The only time Mom got mad was when he broke her grandmother’s dishes at thanksgiving. That wasn’t pretty. Especially since Mom is a martial arts and combat master.

 Dad walked through our glass double doors leading to our pool and garden. He kissed mom and picked up the shards of glass from the wood floor.

“Hi honey, can you go to the zoo and find Aini? Oh and don’t forget to bring another glass from the kitchen.”

“Right on it!” Dad did a back flip over the table and ran off to one of our garages. Or in this house, the petting zoo. Aini, or Ainimal, loves animals.

“Hey mom! Where did dad learn that flip?” said a black and smoking Beaker as he came through the arch that lead to our entry hall and stairs, followed by Storm.

“Yeah mom I was wondering the same thing.” Storm stole the words right out of my mouth,

Mom looked at us and fidgeted with the table cloth for a second before giving us a weak smile.

“I...I taught him of course.” Just then Dad got back with little Aini. The youngest. Mom gave him a frown.

“What? What did I do?” Mom gave him the look which meant we are going to talk later.

Beaker suppressed a laugh. Mom ignored him and took Aini through the sliding doors into the kitchen to wash her hands

“Hey mom where is Skylar?” asked Skylar’s twin sister and best friend, Storm.

“He should be landing soon.” Called my Mom from the kitchen.

“Thump!”

Right on time, Skylar.

 Mom walked through the double doors and into the sunshine to yell at Skylar.

“Skylar hurry up and get off the roof and for heaven’s sake, put away that jetpack so we can eat!”

A few minutes later the family was all sitting down at the mahogany table when a little green goblin like creature shuffled across the floor and sat down behind Aini’s chair.

“Aini! Your snarkle!”

“Yes mom.” Aini rushed off to her garage with the snarkle then returned a little longer than it should have taken. She always has to pet everybody.

“Sigh let’s eat!”

And who am I? Well you will just have to wait and find out!

“Silver! Sit down. We want to eat!”

I guess you didn’t have to wait very long.

***Authors note***

Ciao!

So here is the epic and not so epic prologue!

for those of you that like dark and scary action, this story isn’t gonna be all yippy skippy happy.

For those of you that like yippy skippy happy, this story isn’t gonna be all dark and scary action.

For those of you who like romance, well I couldn’t resist putting some of that in here too!

So I hope you enjoy it and tell me if you can think of a good name…

Comment!

And I will upload more soon, like as soon as I am done with this.

Chapters are subject to change because my mind changes too.

The pic on the side is the first cover I had made for me by Shannerz

Anyway

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