A Snow Mission

Chapter 3

Mason
From the tree prang where I stood I felt the new energy arose my body. I then knew I was on Earth. I jumped and somewhat tumbled down onto the grassy earth floor. I took in the air and the heavy gravitational pull on me.

The air softly burned my throat as I took in small breaths. Focusing on my chest, trying to get control, nervous, anxious, perplexed and excited all at the same time.

The sun blazed up above, rays coming in contact with the side of my face. It made me jump with surprise. Although I have been here before it takes some time to get used to the new atmosphere.

I take my time making my way through the garden and to Eathan house. It would only be reasonable to be most cautious when dealing with such a great.

He must be a worelock! A timetraver he is obviously but how is he? That us the question.

As I look thought the glass patio door to Ethan's house I can sense someone watching me. I turn left, walking past the patio set of green chairs, a brown marble table with water proof cotting, and a hanging umbrella. Neal's it read on the side of almost everything except the seat pillow.

For such a scary and powerful person, this guy really knows how to spend a penny. These things has to coast a fortune.

Where... no, HOW does he make his money? Information is not lining up.

There has been a big mystery surrounding Ethan Gerory.  So much misconceptions, so much to unveil, and I was and am still ready to uncover.

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I walked up to the side patio door. Clinging the round black doorknob I took out a lock pick and got to work. After sometime the door opened. Not even two step in my senses heighten.
The hairs stood on my neck.

My hearing became so sensitive I could hear my heart beating with every beat.

The water dripping from the bathroom sink on the second floor was as though someone was hitting a drum in my ears!

You need to hurry. I told my self over and over again.

My mind was in crunch mood. My adrenal kicked in. My palms started to sweat. My heart beat rose. I started to shake all over and I did not nesacerlly know why. All I knew is that I needed to find Ethen Gerory.

Round the corner and up the stairs. I could hardly controll myself.  Like a wolf  I ran as fast as I could, my heart started to beat so fast I am starting to think it will jump out of my chest.

Down the marbled floored narrow hallway, up the kings star case. I ran as fast as I could.  Everytging seemed tk slow dows as I reached the top step.

One foot after the other. Right. Left. Right. Left. I hand reached to my waist to retrieve my weapon. My hands shakingI held it up high. Past one door and then another, something was giving me a warning, a alarm went off in me.

What was it?

Well.

All I know is that once I turned the doorknob to the master bed room, I did not find Ethan, but was face to face with his soul animal.

The "magnificent" Miss Emmastone...A cat.

I put magnificent in quotes because I dont take that little servant animal maid thingy seriously. A trader she is. Boy did I underestimate the circumstance I was in.

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"What do you want Mason?" Emmastone hisses between her teeth. She is siting poached on a swivel chair in the middle of the room. The sun shined from the side window in the room.

The bright colored curtains hanging behind her made her look intemaditing, especially since her hair is standing straight up all over making her body look bigger.

"Dont be scared," Mason said with a obnoxious smerk on his face, "I won't hurt you, just tell me where the kid is and you won't get hurt"

Hurt.

The last word he said before a burning pain was coming throughout his chest, his legs locked. Falling face forward to the ground, limp. Struggling to stay conscious, a overwhelming feeling was acleapseing Mason's body.

He made a move to touch his chest. He took his last breath before he could process what had just happened.

Wh,...who are you?