Is This Destiny?
Some people might remember this story, it was a while back so although I could find it again I've changed it a bit to make it better (I've also given it a title)...
So:
Prologue.
I.
A deserted, overgrown garden was situated on the edge of the village. No-one knew who it belonged to, as not even the local gardener went there. Trees, bushes and weeds were vying for space in the massive grounds as a fourteen year old girl blasted them out of the way. She was slightly tall for her age and currently had dark brown wavy hair and piercing ice-blue eyes. This was what she liked to and normally looked like, though she changed her appearance many different times. That was what she had mastered when she was four years old, even though most adult magicians had not even learned to change their hair colour – without the aid of a potion, that was.
She stopped dead. The air was filled with the sounds of birds. Suddenly a huge flock of them flew out from inside the great oak tree in the middle of the messy lawn. Sapphire took off. She jumped straight towards the source of the disturbance, ducking and weaving between trees as she went. She reached a tree next to the clearing in which the oak tree was placed and paused. He had tried this before. Why couldn’t he give up old tricks? She peered cautiously round then started back in horror.
“Christian…” She whispered, petrified. Her boyfriend, Christian, was lying half-conscious underneath one of the huge branches of the oak tree, snapped clean off the trunk. A huge, towering shadow loomed over him.
“Tell…me…where…she…is.” A deep, booming voice froze Sapphire’s racing thoughts.
“No…” She could barely hear Christian’s voice, “Never…”
She could tell he was about to lose consciousness.
The huge shadow reached over and, with the strength of ten, tugged him out from under the branch.
“Very well then.” There was a flash, and they both disappeared.
Sapphire ran over to the place where they had just stood. They had been completely wiped out from that spot. She turned her head this way and that, looking for any sign of movement, trying to find any clue where they had gone.
But it was no use-
And it had begun.
II.
“Ruby,” hissed her best friend Kieran, “Hey! Psst! What’s the answer to question eight?”
“Shut up, you’ll get me in trouble.” Ruby looked up at her teacher and sighed. “I think it was… Napoleon went to Egypt to try and block supplies going to…India or somewhere. Now phrase that properly.”
“Thanks.” Kieran leaned back towards his test. “Don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Kieran, Ruby,” Their teacher looked up, “If you’re talking I assume that means you’ve finished. Please come up and give me your papers.”
“Well, you probably wouldn’t get yourself into trouble for one thing.” Ruby laughed as she handed in her completed paper, and Kieran handed in his unfinished one. He gave the teacher a very dirty look and Ruby almost burst trying not to laugh.
“I did see that, Kieran, but I’m inclined to let it rest if -” she took a glance at his history test “-you managed to get one hundred percent on what you did do on your rather short test.”
At that, the bell rang, and everyone handed in their own papers and rushed outside to go home.
“So, shall I meet you outside?” Ruby glanced at the disgruntled Kieran. “I mean, are you going to try and exact some revenge on our poor teacher?”
“No, it’s alright. I’ll just dump my gym kit. I’ll meet you–”
“Oh yeah, I have to put mine away too.”
“Oh, fantastic.”
Kieran resigned himself to seeing many more hordes of giggling girls staring at him.
They dropped Kieran’s bag off first, then headed towards the girl’s changing rooms. Ruby slipped in as Kieran said shiftily, “I’ll wait round the corner, okay?”
“Yeah…” Ruby muttered vaguely.
She went to put her bag in her locker before going back outside. Once there, she looked round for Kieran, then remembering what he’d said she decided to sneak up on him. She crept along the wall, ready and perfectly poised to scare him, when she heard talking. Curious, she stepped closer.
“Tell me where she is.”
Ruby was surprised to hear such a deep voice. Surely none of the teachers could sound like that, and certainly none of the pupils did. So who was it?
“No! Who wants to know anyway?” Kieran asked suspiciously.
“It is none of your business, human.” The voice sounded offended. There was a silence, then Kieran screamed, very loudly. Suddenly, though, it was sharply cut off and it was this, probably more than anything else, that terrified Ruby. She ran out from behind the wall, and what she saw made her fall backwards with horror.
Kieran was being held up by his throat, barely breathing. Holding him was a tall, hooded person, clad entirely in a black cape.
She gave a scream of fright, still on the floor, and the figure turned to face her. She gave another scream as she saw it’s eyes. Eyes so blood red they literally flashed fire, and she was surprised it’s cloak wasn’t smouldering.
It suddenly dropped Kieran, but then reached for her. She pushed herself backwards until she slipped, just as the figure reached out. She almost fainted as she saw that it wasn’t even a hand. The cape fell back as far as the elbow, and the arm and hand appeared to be that of a skeleton.
Suddenly it paused, then fell to her side. She looked up and saw Kieran standing over her, white-faced and wiping blood from his lip. He reached down and hauled her up. The figure stirred, and Ruby and Kieran wordlessly started running.
“Where…are…we…going?” Ruby panted.
“I don’t – ” His answer was cut short as a loud screech filled the air. There was a shadow flickering overhead, then the black figure landed almost sickeningly gracefully in front of them as they stopped dead.
The skeleton hand reached out, again towards Ruby. There was a flash, and all Ruby could feel was Kieran shoving her out of the way, then the cold, hard tarmac of the road. She stood up again almost immediately, but it was too late.
There was absolutely no-one there.