Chapter 1: Look upon the past…
(16 years earlier, during the war)
“Silly humans…did you really think you could defeat us? You were wrong.”
“Go to hell…We aren’t dead, not yet…”
“And there I thought you were smart. What do you have there? Look, a baby. Come to your uncle little breather…”
“NEVER!” shouted an injured human with all her force.
“So sweet. You think you can protect her? You should think twice. This breather is the reason of this WAR. It’s all because of her. It’s my duty to kill her.”
“Don’t do this Patrick. She is my daughter. I made a mistake, but what’s her fault?”
“I used to call you brother, Erick, but you and that human bitch…together, all these years. And this child…She’s one of the damned. It’s my duty as a guardian to get rid of her.”
“Kill me, not her!” the woman cried.
“Don’t worry you’re next”
“You won’t kill anyone!”
“Watch me!”
He raised his sword and targeted the little baby. But as he brought the steel down, it collided with another sword.
“STOP!” A woman shouted.
“But sister, Patrick said ,he betrayed us.”
“Don’t touch the girl,Patrick, or you’ll regret it!”
“And what can you do to stop me?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
As the words rolled off her tongue, she entered his mind, playing around with his worst fears. He couldn’t fight her, she controlled his every move. She cut off his senses making him fall to the ground, unconscious. His sword fell down.
“Erick,Layla…how could you…?”
“Sister, it’s my fault. I don’t know what to do. Poor child. What is she going to do? What are we going to do?”
“Run. I’ll take care of her, I swear. You and Layla run, I don’t know where and I don’t care, but if you value your life, run!”
“I can’t leave my daughter here. I’m her mother.”
“Do you have a better idea?”
“Layla, there’s nothing we can do.”
With tears running freely down their faces, they rose up, but as they tried to run a scream pierced the night. Layla’s scream. Patrick’s blade tore her chest. He removed the sword from Layla’s body and in a swift movement slit Erick’s throat.
“You are a monster.”
“Maybe, but they deserved it. Just as much as you do.” He turned around ready to strike, but his sister was faster. Gathering the remaining strength she had, she rose and pierced his chest with a sword. Patrick screamed and then hit the ground, his eyes lifeless.
Now she really was scared. She killed her brother. She was just as bad as him now. Tears started falling, but she gathered her strength and got up. She had to save the child.
* * *
After 15 years.
“Come on Phillip, we are late. The girls are waiting for us.” A brunette girl yelled from the top of the staircase.
“But my hair is crazy. Do you think Trish will like it?”
“Yeah, you’re gorgeous. Now let’s go.”
It was a cold December day. Halla, Phillipe, Natasha ,Trisha and Ingrid were going out,to have some fun together, since they had not seen each other for a whole week because of Mr. Arthur Dickenson’s Maths homework.
“Hey guys!” Halla cried at the top of her lungs, attracting the attention of passers by.
“Hey, you’re late, again, Energy.” Tasha said.
“You know the reason.”
“ Of course I do.”
“ Where’s Ingrid?” Trish asked.
“ I haven’t seen her, but if you want we can start searching for her."
“Great idea.” Philipe yelled.
“ Ok lets go”
They all raced down the corridor of the Academy until they reached the main entrance, or also known as the teachers area. As they were passing by Mr. Dickenson’s office they heard Ingrid’s voice.
“Ok, Philipe. Knock!”
“What?Why me?”
“Because you’re the bravest” Natasha said.
“What? Dr. Dick is in there. Are you crazy?”
“Fine I’ll knock.”
Halla walked past Philipe and knocked 3 times.
“Enter.”
“Good day,Mr. Dickenson. We were wondering if Ingrid is alright.”
“Yes, she is, he answered in that irritating voice of his, I’ll finish with her in 5 minutes. Wait outside.”
“Yes.”
Halla closed the door and sat down on one of the waiting chairs. She waited paciently while inspecting her friends. Her brother was trying his best to talk with Trisha about something she liked, but he couldn’t find anything. Halla loved her brother with all her heart and knew that he would do the same for her so she used her special ability to find out what Trisha liked.
“Talk about Guns’n’Roses.” Halla told her brother through their mental connection.
“Thanks a lot.”
“No problem.”
Just as she finished her statement, Ingrid ran out of the office.
“Run, run for your life. He wants us to do more exercises at maths.” Everyone yelled and ran after Ingrid. Everyone except Halla. She slowly got up and made her way through to them. She was always like this. Calm for short periods of time, after using her powers, but after a little while she became hyperactive, just like Philipe. They were one hell of a pair.
