so crowded it made looking for one small human difficult. They all looked so much alike, dressed in black. A lot of them were weeping, a useless emotion.
The ceremony was almost over and I scanned the area once again, hoping something would catch my eye. I’d almost given up and then I saw it. The rays of the sun hit a blue crystal, which made it shimmer and sparkle. I was familiar with crystals and this one was rare and used only for protection. Clever girl, Gotcha! I grinned at the thought.
I looked at the familiar human, the one I’d seen around quite often and I watched her. She sharply turned her head and as I followed her line of vision, I saw a Santiarn slinking behind the trees. Looking back at her, she sharply turned her head again. Following her gaze, she was watching Lukke. Interesting, she can see us, all of us.
The ceremony didn’t last very long and as I headed her way, I noticed I wasn’t the only one. The Santiarns were converging on her as well. They either recognized her, or saw the protection charm as I had. She walked swiftly away from the crowd, heading toward some large oak trees. Stupid girl, you should always stay with the crowd. When she started to run, I picked up the pace. I followed her as she rounded a large tree. When I got there, she was gone. Nowhere in sight. Lukke caught up to me and I ordered, “Find her, now!” Nanya and Damien ran over to help with the search.
Not long later, Lukke slowly approached me, “She’s gone Commander.” With those words, I felt as if I’d lost a part of myself. Did the Santiarns get to her first?
Amber
Standing at the Becky’s gravesite, I felt my anger start to rise. She didn’t deserve this. Nobody deserves this. She barely made it out of high school and had her whole life ahead of her. I know mom didn’t want me involved, but how can I not be. Those things were hunting me and now it was personal, they hurt someone I loved!
I listened to the preacher say some parting words that were supposed to offer comfort, but nothing could help right now. I didn’t belong here, maybe not anywhere.
Hearing the screeching sound calling for me, I turned and spotted the creature standing by a tree. Turning sharply, I spotted a warrior man, another creature… shit, they’re everywhere . I felt the now familiar stone in my pocket and the warmth offered me comfort. Instead of letting go, I held it in my hand. As soon as the preacher finished, I headed away from the crowd, toward a couple of huge trees. I wanted to draw those things away from the others: it wasn’t their fight.
I could feel them following me, gaining ground. Ignore them , I thought, but I knew the charade was over. I took off running. As I rounded the tree, all I could think was I wished my mom or dad were here to help me . The warmth from the stone encased my body. A bright light opened up in front of me as I plowed onward, afraid to stop. I tripped, fell to ground and hit my head. This was the end.
Blood coated the side of my face and my vision was blurry. One rock in the whole damn place and I hit it. I shook my head a little, trying to regain my sight. “Who are you,” a harsh male voice demanded. Defeated, they had caught me.
I didn’t say anything. I just sat there with my head hung low as tears filled my eyes. With my knees pulled to my chest, I hugged my legs. “I asked you a question, girl.” I felt him drop to one knee. A large hand grabbed my chin, forcing my head up to look at him. His eyes grew wide as he said in surprise, “Amaya? No, it can’t be!”
I watched him as he watched me. Finding my voice, I asked, “You knew my mother?”
He sat in stunned silence before asking, “You’re Amaya’s daughter?” I nodded. “How old are you?”
“I just turned eighteen.”
He grabbed me and I knew I was dead. Instead, he wrapped me in his arms
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