Dragonrider (the powers of the unknown series part 1)

Chapter 1

I was running. I didn't know why I was running, the only thing I knew was when whatever I was running away from would catch me I would be dead. I didn't recognize my surroundings but I still somehow knew how to run to the right places. It was like something inside me knew this place. Suddenly I stopped. I didn't hear anything anymore. Before I heard a faint sound of something being behind me, but I didn't hear it anymore. I slowly got nervous. It was dead silent around me. It was like even the wind that was here all the time stopped. I got the strange feeling like I was being watched from behind. When I turned around I noticed some movement for a split second and the next thing I knew I was crushed under something heavy. Whatever was on me began to attack me with it's long claws. I tried to scream but nothing came out. On the moment the pain became to much and I thought I was going to die, I woke up.

I woke up screaming. I was under the sweat. When I realized that it was just a dream and that it was over I immediately stopped screaming. My mom had a long day yesterday and I didn't want to wake her up. When I thought back about the dream I groaned. I already had this dream for as long as I remember, but I never got used to it. I decided that it was very early but that I didn't want to go to sleep again. So I changed myself in a comfortable outfit and brushed my hair. I always loved my hair. It was long and white but with some black at certain spots and also a little bit of  blue in it. My eyes where rainbow colored with also some white and black in it. Because it was very unusual I wore contacts. And to the ones who asked about my hair I just said that it was dyed like that.

A couple hours later my mom came downstairs. She needed to be up early for her work. She worked as a servant for some pretty wealthy families. They where pretty strict. When my mom comes to late at her work then they will take some of her salery, and it was already just enough to life from. Those families where maybe strict but apart from those punishments they actually took pretty good care of their servants and the families of their servants. Because most of those families couldn't afford schooling they gave those people homeschooling every now and then. They sometimes also gave some gifts and for people like my family they made some space where they could life. That made use to not live a horrible life.

Today I would get homeschooled by one of the sons of the family who we served the most, and who was also a very good friend of mine. His name was Ferdinand. We were friends for as long as we can remember. When we were younger we were always playing with each other. And luckily for us did neither of our families have any problem with that. They were actually very happy about it because I was the only one who wanted to be friends with him. Over the years our friendship became stronger and stronger. Because we had such a strong friendship they decided to let him help me with my education. I always looked forward to these days because over the years Ferdinand got more and more duties to fulfill. On this moment I rarely saw him outside the moments that he was homeschooling me. But when we saw each other, we always made the best of it.

The moment Ferdinand came in our so called classroom (it was officially one of the living rooms, but they decided to make it a classroom) he immediately noticed that something was bothering me. He said: ' let me guess, you had that dream again.' I nodded. He was one of the only ones who I ever told about my nightmares, the only other person who I told about the nightmares was my mom. But I only did that once and I didn't talk to her about it anymore after I saw how she looked when she heard it. She looked horrified, like she knew more about it but that whatever she knew was horrific. After that she didn't talk to me for a couple days but on the moment she began to talk to me again I knew that I could better let it rest for a while. But back to the lesson. This day the lesson was about history. History was my favorite subject. We talked about the blood war (a war between vampires and half-blood vampires (half-blood vampires are people who are half vampire and half human) this war began on the moment that the half-blood vampires became sick of it that they were treated as less then normal vampires while they the same except for a few things) and we discussed some of the legends about from what we originated. After that the lesson was already over. The end of a lesson was one of the things I hated the most. Because then I needed to say goodbye again. And today the lesson was shorter because Ferdinand needed to talk to the guards. The guards where a group of elite people who guarded "the stone of faith". A stone who decides the path you will follow to fulfill your destiny. It is always right. But it only points out the path you need to follow to do what you are destined to do. When you are for example following the path of a vampire doesn't mean that you aren't destined to become a spirit wielder. It only shows where to start, the end is all in your hands. And Ferdinand needs to attend a meeting with them to give them the list of people who will attend the ceremony this year. I am so excited for the ceremony. I waited for it my whole life. A d tomorrow is the day that my path will be decided.