The red warrior

Chapter 1 The call

The sound of a voice woke me up and I quickly got dressed before descending the stairs into the kitchen. As a habit, I set the table for four and started preparing breakfast.

Breakfast is ready, I shouted so that everyone in the house would hear. Once the footsteps were closing in I finished up preparing everything. "Get out of the way!" I was pushed to the side by Dennis who quickly sat down and started piling food on his plate gulping it down.

"Naomi, where is the toast!? You know that I need it to make my egg-bacon sandwich!"

I apologized while quickly grabbing the toast to which he quickly started assembling his sandwich with a childish smile. Soon, Donald and Maria, my uncle and aunt, came arrived and sat down smiling. 

Once I noticed they did not have any further complaints I quietly sat down at the table to eat what was left of what I had prepared earlier. Dennis does take after his parents, as almost all food items had quickly been placed on their plates as soon as they sat down. 

"Today, Maria and I decided we would go out on a date at a fine dining, so Dennis, have a good time and Naomi, do not forget to prepare him dinner!" After reassuring my uncle I quickly ate the rest on my plate and started washing the dishes and wiping the table. They also let me know to clean the house before they get home at nine, so that I would have chores to keep me occupied.

Preparing the cleaning supplies and blending the mixture for the floor I could only think of how it was yet another day of annoyance. Just me and the devil at home.

After finishing up in the kitchen at half past eleven I decided to start cooking lunch. Some ovenbaked chicken with a pasta sallad and a sallad only with greens. 

I called for Dennis once the lunch was ready and after several loud stumping sounds he arrived at the entrance and sat down. Before he had the time to put all chichen drums on his plate I took a few and then proceeded to take a lot of sallad, although Dennis did complain about there being sallad he took quite an amount of it. Of course all on his plate would not be able to be eaten without a 1,5 litre of coke, which he had for himself.  

After lunch I did the dishes again, since the dishwasher is currently broken, or, has always been and will probably never be fixed. Exhausted I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

"Come...come... this way... we need your help..."

I walked towards the voice that called me but everything was black and I could not see anything. 

"I am going to send some guards to you that are going to take you here..."

"What do you mean take me 'here'? Where is that? Who are you..? What do you want..? I don't get it"

"I must go now.. I can't explain further. You will know everything soon as you are destined to come here and save us.."

"Wait..WAIT.. where are you going?... at least tell me who you are!!"

While screaming I sat up quickly holding my chest. What kind of dream was that? It felt so real, but I've never had a dream before or at least this is the first time I remember a dream that I have had at night.