LOST LOVE

PROLOGUE:

I woke up to a clear, cool day, perfect for hunting. I slowly stood up and stretched as I prepared myself for the day. I slid on some jeans and a T-Shirt as I headed down the stairs. Today was Ella's birthday and I had something special planned for her. As I entered the kitchen I see Ella smile at me. Her smile is so perfect; it shows all of her emotions which are usually happy or excited! She never fails to brighten the room even on the foggiest, cloudiest day. She then says, "Hey Ryan!" "Hey Ell!" We both then slowly watch the sun rise, without saying a word to one another. We knew this was a sign that the day has begun and that it is now time for us to take our morning hunt. We walk out of the cabin and we're immediately attacked by the wind, cutting like knives against our delicate skin. We keep on walking silently through the woods though, as we hold our bows and arrows at our sides. She then suddenly holds out her arm and presses a finger to her lips. I know she's going in for a kill as she glares down a rabbit. She releases the arrow and hits the animal middle of its left foot, its dead instantly. She picks it up and starts to walk again, so I start up a conversation, "Oh I almost forgot to wish you a happy birthday Ells!" she replies, "Oh really? I thought you forgot or something Ry!"Her tone is so sarcastic I can't help but grin. "I could never forget YOUR birthday hon!" I say in a teasing tone. She laughs and we walk around until we see a berry bush. I start to pick some berries and say, "oh and by the way we are going to 'camp de rose rouge'" She burst out laughing at my accent and almost falls over but I catch her. She sobers up and says, "Please NEVER that French accent again!!" I was offended so I responded, "Well then I'd like to see you try to do it better!" "Deal! Alors comment vas-tu mon bon sir?" (Deal! so how are you good sir?) She says this all in the tongue of true French. "Show off." I mutter. "Well let's go now Alexandre Dumas!" We hiked for about 30 minutes when we saw this trail neither of us had ever seen. After talking it out for a few minutes we decided it looked like a short cut to 'red rose camp' so we walked through. We were half way through the trail, when I heard Ella whip out her sword. And standing in front of her was a what seemed to be an R.O.U.S. it came sprinting at her 100s of miles an hour and got to her before either of us could react. I heard a scream come out of her body that scared me even more than the R.O.U.S. the next thing I knew was she was a bloody mess and had been dragged under ground with the creature. The last thing she said was, "Sorry I couldn't make it Ryan."