Hunt For the gifted Few- On Hold

1. The Shadows

Alison

Run! That's what they told me. I had woken up in the middle of the night, the smell of smoke filling my nostrils an orange glow flickered across the walls of my room. I could hear screaming in the distance. Fire. I jumped out of bed grabbed my backpack and ran to my bedroom door closing my hand around the handle. A searing pain shot up my arm. I jolted my hand away. It was an angry red colour and blistering. Well window it is then. Quickly I spun around, sprinted towards the window and dived the through the glass shattering it and covering myself with painful cuts. I tumbled onto the ground landing ungracefully on my arm, my whole body acing with pain. I squeezed my eyes shut, I had to keep going. Mounting my backpack securely on my shoulders I slowly stood up. It was a horrific sight, my village- the place where I was born, where I grew up and lived in for 16 years- burning to ashes in a blaze so bright you could probably See it from space. I looked back at my house and saw a blackened body laying never the door. "Mum!" I called. I recognised the bright red hear that only her and I had and sprinted over to her. Violently I shook her shoulder, she made a small movement.
"Ali?" She whispered.
"Mum," I said, "I'm so glad your alive I woke up and there was a fire..."
"Alison," she whispered and brushed my cheek, " I am so, so proud of you..."
"Stop it mum!" I shouted, " stop talking like that. Your not going to die, please!"
"... But you are in danger, they are coming, you must go!"
"No, I can't leave you, I can't let you die!"
" Ali, you are not like the others, you are special and you will work it out soon enough but you must leave."
"But.."
"Run! As fast as you can, put as much distance between here and yourself as possible. GO!"
I stood up and turned around jumping back in fear and surprise as a dark silent figure floated towards me from the shadows. And with that I ran. Faster and faster. Out of the village boarders and straight onto the forest.