The Island Princess

Chapter 1. Timer

Hey everyone, I'm glad you picked to read my book. Just as a quick warning, the paragrage below is a little intens so skip it you can. Other than that, this story is meant to be stand alone and to intertwine with my other series. With that being said, I am still working some story kincks out on this so until Pink Hair and A Broken Heart is finshed, this will have slow updats. Enough talk, let's get to the story. ~W.R.

{Location: Chen's island}(Skylor's POV)[Time: When Skylor was 8 years old]

I'm thrown down to the ground. I sit up only for my father to grab me by the neck. He sneers as he holds up a small silver gun. He forces me against a wall as the floor below me has blood dripping from my fat lip, "You washed my robes wrong."

I try not looking at him. He scares me. I watch a terrified little girl with bright red hair in the mirror. How can this be me? A lonely girl with nothing but a mad father to call family.

Father presses the gun to my shoulder, "You arrogant child. Were you attempting to sabotage me?"

Oh, come on. I am 8 years old. Who in their right mind would let me wash silk? And there's the problem. My father isn't in his right mind.

I try and find freedom, "No. I'm sorry." Somewhere in there, in that huge hulking pot belly snake-obsessed monster, there has to be a fraction of a human in there, "I never meant to-"

Father squeezes as I stare at myself in the mirror, "DO YOU THINK YOU HAVE POWER OVER ME?" His finger and thumb jam under my jaw. "Lesson one daughter, I have all the power and you do not." Bang. I feel the searing pain of a bullet shot into my shoulder, "And as long as I am here, You will never have any power," He lets me drop on my rear as he backs off. I see that my blood has splashed onto his red silk robes, "And now you have more a mess to clean up. Next time do it right the first time."

I brace for him to grab me again. To leave another white scar on my hands. Only he leaves me. I wait for what feels like forever.

Maybe he won't come back.

Maybe my Mom has come to my rescue.

Maybe I'll be safe for a while.

I breathe a sigh of relief only to feel his hand on my neck. He smiles as he opens his mouth.

Only this man yet childlike voice doesn't speak. A far younger more female once yells at me, "Wake up."

{Location: A town called Silverthorne on the west coast of Ninjago/Girl's dorm ground level 1}(Skylor's POV)[Present day]

I snap my eyes open. Oh, thank goodness. I'm not 8. I'm 22. I'm still in college and I'm not on that blasted island. I look over to see my close friend, Sam Marigold hold up a slice of pizza. She takes a bite which spreads pizza grease on her pink and yellow shirt. She looks like a model. Her short brown hair, brown eyes, and darkish skin. My eyes get drawn back to my black gloves. Which takes me back to something that has been in the back of my mind ever since I was sent to Ninjago 5 years ago, "3 weeks, 0 days, 0 hours, 16 minutes and 8 seconds."

Sam puts her feet up on the desk, "Chill out."

I feel my stomach growl as she nibbles on that pizza slice, "Believe me I want to." I shiver a little as the timer in my mind keeps counting down, "I just can't."

Sam swallows as she shrugs, "Well what can I do to help?"

I push back my chair and spin around a little, "Helping me study for my lines would be a good distraction."

She hums, "Um you practically WROTE the screenplay. And you've been studying that ever since you were allowed to finish your exams early. I think your good and in a desperate need for a break." I moan as I gently let my head hit my desk, "Hey, there is some good news. Clover is coming back."