Lands of Eurasia

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Have you ever seen your life planned out before you? I have, I saw what collage I wanted to go to, the house I wanted to have. The life I wanted to have. It was stolen, robbed, taken from me, I never got a chance to say no.

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I woke after yet another terrifying nightmare, all I remember from the dream was pain and not being able to make it stop. I jumped when my Mum called my name. I quickly pushed the nightmare from my mind and focused on the fact that today I turned sixteen. I hadn't wanted a big party so it was just me, Mum and Dad for this evening. I quickly got dressed and ran down to the kitchen, where Mum was making me breakfast.

'' Happy birthday, honey!''

''Hey Mum, thanks'' I smiled.

''Honey, are you sure that you don't want a few friends over tonight?'' Mum asked.

''Yes, of course, Mum. I’m sure'' I replied, as she pushed the plate of freshly fried eggs and bacon in-front of me. I finished breakfast and headed out to school. I walked to school everyday as it was only a ten minute walk. Today though, it was freezing outside due to the new blanket of snow that covered the ground, the only good thing about January was my birthday.

My school, Clementsmont Grammar, was one of the few private school in Washington, only god knows how my parents managed to pay for it. As I rounded the corner, the old two-storey school building came into view. Kids were mingling in the car-park and I saw Emma frantically waving at me, I hurried up. Emma was awesome, she'd been my best friend since we were in nappies and she was my only friend now because this year in school had been awful, all of my friends had gone, they all had been 'claimed' by their Revenant mates and now its only Emma and I, but she is amazing and I couldn't imagine life without her.

As I jogged up her, she pulled me into a tight hug.

''Happy birthday, Eve!'' she squealed.

''Thanks, I feel so old! How are you?'' I laughed.

''I’m fantastic! Can't believe your still here'' she smiled.

''Of course, I am why would I be?'' I replied.

''Oh, you know...'' she trailed off.

I knew what she was getting at but very few people actually talked about what happened to most girls when they turned sixteen.

''Oh, I got you a gift!'' she squealed, quickly changing subject.

''Oh, Emma you didn't have to'' I replied. She handed a beautifully wrapped square box to me and pushed me to open it. Nestled inside the box was an intricate silver pendant with a small sapphire on plush cushion. ''Emma its too much, you shouldn't ha...''. She cut me off.

''Nonsense, your my best friend and you deserve it'' she insisted.

The first bell went and rush inside, eager to escape the cold. School was as usual, at lunch we sat down and talked about college prospects. I wanted to do Revenant psychology and biology, the were fascinating if not terrifying. Emma and I stayed after school in the library to get our biology, trig and history homework done. When I finally go back home it was after six o’clock.

When I went inside, in my parents were seated at the dining room table, their heads shot up when I came in. Mum's eyes were red and her cheeks tear stained, she was holding a letter and Dad was trying to console her.

''Mum! What's wrong?'' I asked, jumping to her side. She let the letter slip from her hand and she began sobbing, I picked up the letter.

Dear Mr and Mrs Robertson

Your daughter Eve Melanie Robertson is the registered mate of William Emyr and has now reached the age of sixteen. She is at the eligible for claiming and her mate has requested her immediate presence with him in Eurasia.........

The letter went on but I couldn't read it, I couldn't function.

''Sweetheart, there was nothing we could do, it was decided the moment you were born. We didn't know how to tell you were a Revenant mate.'' my Mum sobbed.

In a single moment my whole world shattered, my world became splinters on the floor around me. The world I knew torn down around me and all I could do was watch. I sank to my knees, I began crying and I couldn't stop, my life was over, I was never going to see my family or my friends ever again. In that moment I wished, I wished I'd never been born.

Hours went to days, I receded into myself. It was like watching my life from a distance, not having any control over what happened. I vaguely remember Emma coming over and crying, everyone seemed to be crying, my Mum, my Dad, my Grandparents. Why were they crying? I was the one who was losing everything. The day I was to leave finally came, I got my hand luggage and suitcase which were filled with memories, my snow-globe from Disneyland , my music box that I got when I was six, my photo album of my friends and pictures of my parents and I. I wasn't bringing any clothes because of letter I received from the Revenant government said I didn't have too, all I was to bring is personal items. Apparently, now my whole life was dictated by a people I never even met, if you can even call them people, because they weren't they were monsters really.

I dragged my stuff downstairs and shoved into the boot of the car. I took one last, long look at house I was raised in and sat into the car. We arrived at the airport shortly after twelve o'clock and we wandered to the check-in desk. My parents gave my name and the eyes of the women behind the desk widen slightly and she called someone on the phone. Another young lady quickly arrived and whisked me and my parents way to a different area of the airport. Obviously, they wanted to keep us separate from the ''normal passengers''. My bags were taken off me and we taken to a large departure area. The room was large with oak coffee tables, blue fabric covered chairs and white wash walls with glass panelling facing the runway. Other families were scattered around the place, we were all there for the same reason. We sat down together savouring our last moments together. Mum broke down crying and my dad clutched her tightly. She was all he had now. Sitting there made it so real. My parents were going to grow old and die, they'd never see me again and they wouldn’t have anyone to love them. Not any more. I sat there wishing this wasn't my life now, wishing that parents didn’t have to go through this.

Some while later, we were called to board. I queued silently, as I reached the gate I took one final look at my parents. They stood grief stricken, I wished this wasn't the last memory I would have of them.

I turned back and walked down the corridor towards the plane. Towards my uncertain future.