Gene Magicka

Chapter 5

I woke up on the floor of an elaborate, ornate entrance hall. Before me stood a grand staircase leading up and separating into two separate directions. The floor and staircase were covered in white marble,I could see myself in it's shine. I stood up, very dizzy from the impact I had just made coming there. I got my footing and wiped my blue jeans off. I forgot how beat up I was, a broken arm and what must've been a sprained ankle or break. I gasped at the pain that surged through my body. I looked around me. Behind me stood an elaborate, giant set of wooden doors, ones you might see in a castle. To my right, stood a much smaller and older looking door and to my left was only wall. The hall was beautiful and it made me forget how much pain I was truly in. I stood there smiling, taking it all in forgetting what caused me to come her. I looked around and saw no one.

I mustered up as much air as my bruised ribs could take in and called out, "Hello, is anyone there?" No sound. I could hear a rat fart if rats could fart, it was that quiet. "Hello?" I whimpered. I heard a whooshing sound and turned to the direction I heard it. I came face to face with someone who wasn't there before.

The man wore decorative clothing, a white and baby blue top hat with symbols sewn into it that I had never seen before, a baby blue frock coat with white symbols sewn theatrically all over it. His vest was white and his shirt light purple. He wore baby blue pants to match the coat and black dress shoes. He held a decorative cane, he obviously didn't need. His hair was light blue and his eyes a bright blue. His skin was porcelain and his eyebrows very light. He bowed and smiled at me.

"Bon soir and welcome to my humble abode, my name is Sir Sebastián De Lorent and I am your new guardian." He stood up and put his hand out to shake. I wasn't going to be rude and so I grabbed his hand and shook gently. "Oh you poor thing," He said gently. "You're shaking. What's wrong?" I went to answer, but I couldn't shake the dizziness. "Servus," He clapped and a man who must've been seven feet high (a good two feet above my 5'5) came stalking into the room. "I need you to take her to her bedroom, show her where her clothes are at and get her into bed. I will call a doctor and have them come as soon as possible." Servus bowed and stood straight, staring at me without blinking, he beckoned me to come with him. "Oh, Kiera, I will answer your many questions after we get you feeling better. It is a very long story and one that needs to be told when you are awake." He called out. I turned back and he was gone.

Servus guided me through the hallways, they had red carpet and large paintings ranging from the 1200s to now. Each one was of a man who looked similar to the next. So similar, it could've been the same man in each. I shook my head, 'No, I must be hallucinating. That can't be right.' Servus was a quiet man who had to been from somewhere near Italy, the middle east or inbetween. He had dark brown-black hair, bushy black eyebrows, dark circles around his eyes and light olive skin. He didn't say a word to me, he just showed me to my room. "Thank you for helping me, it means a lot." I said thankfully. He only nodded. I sighed.

We came to a door that was pure wood and had a story told in pictures carved into the door. I could make out a dragon, a wizard and a woman who, surprisingly, looked like me. I stared at it until Servus opened the door. Inside was a majestic room fit for a princess. It was light violet and gold (he must've known what my favorite color is), on the left of the room stood a big canopy bed who's canopy had purple and gold symbols I didn't recognize. The wall was decorated with flowers and butterflies, of purples and golds, and the same symbols, this time only in gold.

The bed sported two white ivory nightstands on each side, both holding matching lamps. They complimented the bedroom and the bed, making it seem even bigger than it really was. I hobbled to the bed and paused... I turned to Servus, "Maybe I should dress... is there a bath and extra clothes?" He nodded and bowed, pointing his hand to an open archway across from the bed.