The Tree That Stood Alone

Chapter 14

The car spun out of control off the road. The tires screeched against the road, trying to stop the car from crashing. And then the car slammed into a giant rock that was on the side of the road. I blacked out when we hit. I came in and out of consciousness, seeing flashes of whatever is going on around me. I saw my dad with blood dripping down his face, looking pretty dead. I saw my dad get dragged out of the car and then I heard a gunshot. Later on I felt something drag me out of the car. I prepared myself for the gunshot to put me out of my misery, but it never came. I could hear someone talking and then suddenly I felt cold water hit my face. I sat right up and gasped because it was like being hit with ice. It was night and there were two people standing around me. I saw Ethan tied up and lying by the feet of one of the figures.

"What should we do with her? We have Ethan, and that's all we came for." I heard a deep, rough voice say. The voice had a thick heavy Irish accent. The voice came from the bigger figure who was build like a machine. Massive arms and thick strong legs. He looked about 6'8 and I couldn't see his face but he looked hairy. 

"She's young, maybe we can get her to join us. But if not, she faces the same fate as that man we killed earlier." The second voice doesn't have the same heavy accent as the first, but it is feminine. She sounded strong, as if she was a leader of some sort. She wasn't much shorter than the dude that she was with, which makes her really tall for a girl. She looked strong as well, but not as strong as the guy. "Girl, what is your name?" I heard the woman say to me.

"Taylor...." I say cautiously, not really sure if I should've said my name. The woman walks over to me and kneels down in front of me. I can see her face now and she has a kind face.She looks maybe 30-35 years old and I can see her dark hair is in a messy bun and some of it is hanging in her face. She looks at me directly in the eye with her pale colored eyes. 

"Well Taylor here are your options-" I hear the man behind her growl in complaint. He crosses his arms with anger.

"Why are we giving her a choice?! We should just kill her and move on. Instead you want to deal with this shite." His thick heavy Irish accent added a growl to his voice. The woman stands up and turns to face the large man. She walks right up to him with such strength I thought she was going to punch him.

"Aedan, if you have such an issue with it then you go ahead. Go ahead and kill an innocent teenage girl." I see the large man, or Aedan,  move his head to look at me and then he shakes his head. "Good." Then the woman turns and comes back over to me. "As I was saying, do you want to live or die?" 

I look at her and I don't know how to reply. "Who are you people?" I ask, which probably will lead to my death. She sighs, she didn't seem like she wants to talk about it.

"We are Ethan's biological parents." She says plainly. I sit there in shock. This just got into a whole new level of strange.

*****Sorry I haven't added to this story in a while. I got distracted with other stuff. But anyways, if anyone who reads this is a good artist and would want to draw all these characters message me! I'd love to see your interpretations of my artwork. OK, that's all. MUSTARD OUT!*****