The Failed Assassin

Panic

"Come on Willy!" I looked up looking around, I was laying down onthe slightly warmed green grass and I stretched smiling as I saw theshadowy forms of my best friends. The brother and sister, children ofthe cook, the only ones who want me for me.

"I was napping." I explain and I hear the giggle of the sister asthe brother let out a guffaw.

"Come on, mom told me that she'll be making those cherry tarts youlove." He said kindly, offering up his hand to me to pull me up.The sister brushed off the grass from my back, her hands as caringand protective as her older brother.

"Your mom makes the best tarts." I smiled and saw the answeringsmiles on the shadowy figures.

"And cherry is your favorite. Come on." And my hand was grabbedby her, tugging me along behind her and him. I could already tastethe tart filling and buttery crust.

Closed eyes popped open, being unnaturally stretched and staringunseeingly. How did he dream that? How did he remember this? His twochildhood friends, he didn't even remember their names or what colortheir hair or eyes were. How did he not remember?

They were just shadowy forms, at the time it hadn't bothered him, hehad seen it as normal, but now it disturbed him. Disturbed himgreatly. How could he possibly not remember the two friends, his onlyreal friends; friends that weren't afraid to say what they said tohim, they wouldn't constantly kiss his boot.

Looking around he frowned being alone and sighing stood and headeddown the hall to where Opal was. He normally was happy to be alone,and wished to be alone whenever he could be but right now thedarkness was pressing all around him, and somehow he knew if he waswith someone (anyone) he'd be fine and this oppressive pressure wouldback away.

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Emma bit her lip as her quick thinking mind went through everythingshe could, there was so much to do and she wonders if she had made amistake. Was letting them know she was a Maker a good idea really? Onone hand the fact she was still alive spoke volumes, she had foodthat was cooked and a moderately comfortable bed.

But was that a good thing? Maybe it would have been better if insteadshe never let them know, if she would have just allowed herself todie. She never planned to let them know, she knew going into thisthat she was probably going to die no matter what.

Of course she had never told her brother this, and her poor dadprobably had no idea what had happened to her. Nathaniel would findout something to say to him; he wouldn't until he was sure about whathas happened to her. She hoped he broke it to him gently, the poorman was so sickly and so hurt about the death of her mother that shehoped it wouldn't kill him. It wouldn't be the first time someonedied of Heart Sickness. She just hoped he would not succumb to that.

...

And that Nathaniel would forgive her.

He did not say it and she didn't either but she knew her big brother.They might fight and not always get along; some of their fights couldbe downright vicious. But when it came down to it, they were the onlyones each other had, and knew each other deeply. Neither said it,even broached it, but both knew.

Emma probably wasn't ever coming back alive.

For the first time it was really hitting her.

She was never going to see her older brother again, she might be thecause of her father's death. And somehow the worst part is that shewon't ever know.

Looking down she gripped her arms trying her best to slow her heart.It was beating so fast and was so hard she could feel it beating hardagainst her very bones.

Her breathing was shaking as she gripped her arms falling to the bedas it washed over her and the darkness came to cover her.

She didn't realize that she was so exposed to anyone who came by,that anyone who wanted to hurt her could hurt her. However right nowshe was trapped in her mind, unconscious of anything happening beyondher heavy breathing and shaking, luckily for her no one entered asshe was so silent.

She fell into a fitful sleep after a while, it could have been a fewminutes into her panic or hours of. But she does sleep.

I was kind of unsure how to start this but I really liked how itturned out.