Everview (on hold)

The Beginning

10 Years Ago

I sighed and pulled my dark blue hair out of my face. Squinting at my laptop, I re-read the paragraph I had just typed and deleted it. I was supposed to be in dreamland hours ago, but was hit with another great idea just as I was getting ready for bed.

As I started to rewrite the paragraph a soft rapping from the window made me jump.

It was my best friend, Bree Everston. Her window was right across from mine, with a huge oak tree in between. Her parents had helped us build a small platform in the branches right under our windows 5 years ago when we were 10.

As i opened my window and poked my head out, I hissed

"What's wrong with you! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"Relax, I brought you chocolate" she said with a dismissive flip of her hand. "Come on out,"  I sighed knowing she had me cornered, pulled my favorite hoodie (I had an entire collection) on over my t-shirt and stuffed my feet into my combat boots before grabbing my laptop. I hated how she knew my 1 weakness. I stepped onto the platform as she sat down on the pile of pillows and blankets.

"Can I read what you've been writing?"

"Chocolate first" she took a bag  of one of the best substances in the world from her bag and traded it with me for my laptop. I swear, if I could marry chocolate, I would.

As she read, I started eating. Soon I had finished half the bag even though I tried to eat it slowly. I tucked the rest into my hoodie pocket for later.

"I need to check on the twins. I'll be back soon."

"Ok," I climbed back into my room and made my way across the hall to the twin's room. As I reached for the doorknob, I heard voices coming from downstairs.

At first I thought the voices were just my father arguing with a coworker on the phone, but then as I listened closer, I could tell that the voices weren't from a speaker.

"CONFESS! WE HAVE WITNESSES. JUST TELL US THE TRUTH" What the heck was going on!

"I'm telling you, I don't know what you are talking about!" My father's voice trembled with fear.

"Jack? What's happening?" Shoot. The yelling must have woken them up.

"Nothing, dad's just watching a movie. Go back to sleep" They stared at me, obviously not believing me. The twins were 7 years old, but  way smarter than I was when I was their age.

"I'll read you a story in a few minutes, ok?" Their hazel eyes brightened, and then they ducked back into their room and shut the door.

I had always wanted normal eyes like theirs, my eyes were as black as night and drew a lot of unwanted attention. It always creeped everyone out for some reason. 

I quickly rushed down the stairs, carefully avoiding the squeaky ones and peered into the living room. 3 identical men in identical Nick Fury costumes with sunglasses stood around my father who was sitting on his favorite rocker chair. Blood trickled from his crooked nose and mouth and his left eye was swollen shut. Blood spatter dotted the sofa and carpet in an ugly red pattern. One of the men had his fist balled up in my father's shirt.

"We can take him to the Maze and keep him there until he confesses." The man on the right said to his friends. Why do they want him? 

After Mom disappeared 3 years ago, my father decided to ignore his children and become a workaholic. I know it was his way of dealing with his grief, but it still hurt. I mostly took care of my brothers, but Bree would sometimes watch them when I couldn't.

"Taking him will do nothing. If he doesn't confess, we will kill him right here." said the man right in front of me.

Kill! The thought of them killing my dad pushed me over the edge. In the past, when I was extremely scared or angry, I did stupid things, like punching Edward West in the face. While he deserved it, it was stupid. In this case I ran up to them and yelled,

"I did it, I confess, don't hurt him." Startled, all 4 of them looked at me. My dad recovered first.

You're a real idiot Jack.                                         

"Jacklyn, get back to bed, you haven't done anything." I ignored him and stepped closer to the Furies and did my best to act scared. It wasn't hard.

"I did it."

"She's just saying that to save her father. She's just a child. she couldn't have done it."

I bristled and spat. "I'm not a child. I'm 15 and I'm perfectly able to do what you're accusing him of!" The man that had threatened to kill my father shrugged and said,

"We got a confession, that's all we need. Take her and let's go." As the other 2 men moved towards me, I backed up and raised my fists. I wasn't going anywhere without a fight.

The first one charged with both fists raised while the second one tried to sneak behind me. (key-word "tried") I punched the first one in his jaw, knocking him out while aiming a kick at the head behind me. After my foot hit its mark I charged the third thug. He seemed smarter than the other two and dodged my first few strikes. The second one had recovered from my kick, but held back, ready to pummel me at any moment.

I saw my dad get up out of the corner of my eye but before I could do anything, the one that wasn't attacking me wrapped him into a sleeper hold.

"Dad, tell Bree what happened!" I barely finished speaking before he passed out.

I tried uppercutting the last one again but missed. He grabbed my shoulders and slammed me against the wall, pinning me in place. I kicked him in the balls, hoping he would let go, but he still held on. I head-butted him, breaking his nose, but got the same results. His sunglasses slipped down his face, exposing his eyes, which were glowing orange.

You're in some deep shit.

"What are you?" I growled.

"That is for us to know and for you to find out." he replied, "lights out," then he slammed his head into my nose, knocking me out.

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