Legend Of Zuleika

Day Dreaming and Snow flakes

As the bus went on to pick up more kids, I closed my eyes and lounged on the tattered, brown seat. As I felt and listened to the low growl of the bus I imagined the snow. Winter has always been my favorite season. It will always continue to be. I could almost feel the icy winds blowing through my white hair throwing it up and back. The gentle kiss of snowflakes on my skin as they slowly melted to cold water droplets.

" Hey! Who's doin' that on ma bus?" I heard the bus driver screech in his hearty southern accent.

I opened my eyes to see that frost had coated the once heated school bus. The frost on the seat in front of me swirled into many different shapes and whirled together. Most of them look like small snowflakes... Snowflakes. And that's when it hit me. I looked up to see every student staring directly at me. Small whispers drowned out my thoughts. I noticed a glowing coming from below my waist. I looked down at my fingertips to see them glowing a pale blue.

" What's wrong with her?"

" I thought she didn't have powers"

" What a freak"

The insults and comments were drowned out by my heavy, rapid breathing. I sucked on the now frozen air. Unable to get enough. My vision slowly began to blur. Kids around me were now yelling and hollering about the event they just witnessed, the bus driver was just staring in shock, and I was still staring down at my fingertips. Watching as they slowly turned back from blue to my pasty complexion.

Everyone went silent for what seemed like an eternity. They say silence is golden, but, this one was deadly. Slowly fear arose into everyone's eyes. The sound of claws scraping against the metal bus sent shivers down the backs of the millennials. It felt as if the world went still. It was hushed, not even the sound of people inhaling was coherent. As the thought crossed my mind of the quietness, all hell broke loose. Creatures big and small began climbing the bus as easily as if they were walking over a hill whos grass was freshly cut.

Windows began breaking and people were screaming. The Invisibles were here. I began to panic. What do I do? My breathing stopped completely when I saw the figures of creatures I've only read about in stories. But, at the same time, they were so different. I was mesmerized. They looked like gods and goddesses. One turned and looked at me as they walked by the bus windows. I could easily tell he was a boy by the human and boyish structure to his face. He looked just like any normal human being, all except his hair and eyes. They were the color of fall, a soft dusted orange, his eyes the color of decaying grass. Like Autumn, I thought to myself. I was so confused. How could something we were told is so evil, be so beautiful?

The glass next to me shattered as I was tackled onto the ground by an unknown force. I was to caught up in my own trance to realize that they were breaking into the bus. There was one on every person. I was suddenly kicked in the side and turned on back in pain. I looked up to see the creature. It was short and had a broad chest. It had the face of a chipmunk with whiskers and a yellowish beard to go with it. It flicked its long bony tail back and forth as it crotched to the floor, ready to attack. A low growl escaping from its mouth. I flinched and squeaked, afraid for what to come next. I could already hear Dorothy crying

" Who's gonna clean my house now?", she sobs dramatically. " That little bitch just had to die on me, didn't she!"

It'll be a poor excuse of a funeral. Just then I noticed that the strange creature had detached from it's pouncing position and was now resting against his hind leg. It tilted it's head to the side similar to how a dog would, it was almost like he knew me.

"Orlaith", it said in a soft and hushed, raspy voice.

Everyone froze at the mention of this name and stared, creatures and humans alike, all eyes were on me and the rodent looking creature sitting in front of me. The creatures, elves i think, were up front watching carefully, all were wearing thick leather and cloaks, their eyes all shone with colors so beautiful. If looks could kill I'd be dead by now. Or soon anyways.

I stared at the small, hobbled creature in front of me. His eyes... They were a dull silver and they sparkled slightly when the light hit them just so.