Chapter 1 The First of Them All

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"You grabbed my arm, you saw me, and how did you know I was down here?"

"I'll tell you later but right now, I need to get you somewhere safe," Niall said. He Nodded and spun around.

He put a hand over my mouth and picked me up. His strong fingers held tight around my knees and I tried to hold on but he was running at full speed and I was flung over his shoulder. The boy's free hand went into his hand and pulled out a new, shiney coin. He threw the coin in the air as if picking heads or tails.

The coin seemed to stay in the air. There was a film growing around it. A thin silver screen apaering before us. He ran straight through the screen.

For a minute, everything went dark. My ears popped and there were distant whispers to be heard.

We slip through the dark and the coin landed right in his hand where is was in the first place.

He set me down on a chair with dull, chipped paint in the corner of the room the we had transported to. I had run questions in my head to see which one was eligible to go first. They all seemed to echo and bounce off the walls of my head like a soccer ball.

"Who are you?" I asked. He had a mess of blonde hair that sat atop his head. His perfect eyes seemed to fit right where they were supposed to go.

"My name is Niall. What about you?"

"What, do you actully think I would tell you that? I honestly you already know to much about me."

"And how would that be?" He asked, his eyebrows knitting together.

"You know where I live."

"That isn't where you live anymore. You live here now. There is nothing you can do to change that."

He lay me down on a bare, rusty bed frame with homestiched quilt layed down on it and walked down a hallway. I heard many voices. Voices that spoke in a language I didn't know. I was too tired to comprehend what the were talking about.

After a while, my eyes closed on themselves and stayed that way for hours.

And just so you know, I dreamt about five kittens each being accused for murder.

The more you know.

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