Avice Hook

Killian ran across the creaky wooden boards of his ship, a little girl in his arms,

 

"You can't run forever!" Cora yelled after him, he reached the bow of the ship and turned around to face his fears,

 

"You can't have her." He stated calmly, "I won't let you." She approached him,

 

"Oh I beg to differ." She slowly moved her hand up purple smoke engulfing the little girl, when James looked back down at his arms she wasn't there,

 

"See how easy it is for me to take things from a little boy." Cora bounced the little girl in her arms, she was about 5 and had hit her head, "Tell me, what's so special about this girl?" she asked looking back up at Killian,

 

"That's not your concern." He said coldly,

 

"Well then, I'll just get rid of her for you." She threw her magic bean to the ground, a deathly swirl of pink and white burst into view. Cora stretched her arms out holding the little girl above the deadly portal,

 

"No! Avice!" Killian screamed racing at the Cora but she let the girl go before he could reach her, she fell into the mess, innocent and helpless.

 

I looked up at the clock and then back down at my test, sweat trickling down my forehead. My eyes flitted over the the kid next to me's test, he had put down 42. I scribbled the same number down,

 

"Camile!" I looked up and gulped, Ms. Hawkins motioned me to come to her desk. I walked up to her slowly, "Gather your stuff and report to the office, a man is waiting there to pick you up."

 

"Yes Ms. Hawkins ma'am." I say then walk back to my desk, my heart beating like a racehorse. I let out a sigh of relief and head down to the office.  

 

I knock on the door and walk in, there is a man with a cane sitting in front of the principal's office. I walk up to the secretary eyeing the man suspiciously,

 

"May I help you?" She asks, I look away from the man and at her,

 

"Oh yeah sorry," I stumble, "I was sent down from Ms. Hawkins class. Someone is here to pick me up." I say glancing back at the man again,

 

"Oh yes, that would be your grandfather, he is right over there." She motioned to the man with the cane,

 

"That's not my-"

 

"Yes, thats right." The man interrupts me, he has started to walk over, "Your mother sent me to come and collect you." I stood there looking at the man for a minute. This could be my chance to get away from my adopted parents. I nod and walk out of the office, the man following after me,

 

"Who are?" I ask once we are outside,