The Bounded Kross {Short Story for now}

Prologue: 1600, England

There was a small town called, "Hollowcliff, Minnesota." Stories told about a strange demon rising from hell in America, trying to find something that a witch family took from her in the late 1600's. One late night in New England, 1600's, it was a winter's eve. A young beautiful woman in a cotton wool dress stood in the doorway of her house, staring at the fog coming in, and the late-night sores. Valentia realized there were no animals in sight. The trees were blowing from the wind, as it felt colder outside. She grabs a sweater from the closet. The next minute, Valentia heard, {screaming} coming from the far north of the woods.

"I am going to go help; mother, watch the house." Valentia responded

Valentia got to the far north of the woods. Two men were lying on the ground, dead. It looked as if a hand went through them. The two men were drenched in blood.

"Valentia, help me." Her mother {screams} out.

She heard her mother screaming from the house in fright.

"Mother, what is going on?" Valentia called out.

She saw her mother standing there in the doorway, blood dripping from her stomach, falling to her knees. Valentia stares at her mother's stomach. Her mother lands in Valentia's arms.

"No, mother not you." Valentia {screams} out.

"It is so cold out here, tonight, Valentia. I am sorry; I am not as strong as I once was." Her mother replies.

"Hello, Valentia Kross; the powerful witch, I have heard about it. My name is, Storm Bluestone; I am here to kill your whole witch family; Where are my belongings you have stolen from me? I want them back now. That is my book. I have been searching for years now, that one of them." Storm replied.

Storm tried to grab the book. It shocks her as she flew across the room. Valentia stood up with blood all over her hands. Her mother took her last breath. Storm saw the steaming coming from her eyes. Valentia's eyes turned purple as Storm flew into the wall, not able to move a muscle. A candle that lit up the room fell to a floor. Some curtains caught on fire. It spread all over the place, quickly. The heat was getting hotter by a minute. A glass breaking, Valentia flings Storm around her living courtiers, continuously.

"Yeah, you killed my mother. Back to hell, you go. Je vous bannis de retour en enter, Laissez MA famille tranquille ou bien vs sense MA colère. Maintenant, aller en enfer échouer Créature. Means, I banish you back to hell; Leave my family alone, or else you feel my wrath. Now, go to hell fail Creature." Valentia said.

She walked out of the house. Storm disappeared into ashes; She watches it burn to the ground. Three hundred and ninety-three years gone by, as she looks the same at thirty-five; she had Elizabeth Kross on March 5, 1992; after a year or so the father left out of the picture. Three years and 38 days went by; it's February 17, 1997; she saw a big ball of fire flying to the ground in a field, hearing lighting and thundering. Valentia took Elizabeth with her too. Valentia saw a man lying in a big field with just pants on. Valentia picks him up and putting him in the car.

"Mommy, is he staying with us for a while? Are we going to bring him to the hospital?" Elizabeth responded.

"Whenever, we will get him to our house. I want you to go straight to bed, Missy, I mean it; right to bed; no ifs or buts about it." Valentia said.

"What are going to do about the strange man, mommy? Will we be safe around him?" Elizabeth replied.

"Do not worry, Elizabeth. We are going to help him for now." Valentia replied.

Valentia and Elizabeth arrived at their home. Elizabeth ran inside her room into bed. Rain started to pour as she drags him inside to her couch. Valentia was surprised what she had seen, No burn marks. She was staring at his six-pack, practically drooling over him. Valentia grabs a towel from the bathroom closet to dry him off. She went to bed right after. The next morning, he woke up on the woman's couch! He sat up {Coughing}, grabbing his chest. The stranger looks around a small room. He saw a little girl watching Rugrats on the television.