This Is Not Where We Belong- Prologuee!!!!
Cassie
May 01, 2010
This Is Not Where We Belong- Prologue
Eeeeeepp new fic!!!
Josh's POV
"Yes mother." Jeremy and I repeated. We stood up and gathered the frog's legs and duck feathers she needed. She dropped them in the pot in the middle of our small hut-like home. She stirred it over a bubbling fire until green rings of smoke poured out and formed above her head. Jeremy and I retreated to the outside to see a small, red haired girl. She looked scared, her eyes focusing on the eerily shaped clouds forming behind us.
"You must leave!" whispered Jeremy. "Our mother will stew you and turn you to a soul collector!" she staggered backwards, almost falling into the muggy swamp. I grabbed her arm.
"Why are you here?" I asked. She screamed at the top of her lungs. Mother came bursting out.
"A mortal girl, is that I see? Now a soul sucker she is to be!" Mother yelled to the sky. "I'll make you mine or you shall die!" I scooped up the small girl in my arms. She seemed different than all the others that had died. I ran at a speed I knew no mortal could match. Jeremy flew beside me, his feet like wings. Mother yelled and screeched. All the people outside the swamp could hear.
I woke up from my horrible dream, remembering the day my brother Jeremy and I had rescued Hayley. My mother was a horrid witch. We had saved Hayley from becoming one of her soul collecters. Now we had to run. The other swamp people were always after us. We had picked up a few straglers along the way, ones that believed and had experienced the supernatrual. There was Tinsley, a moderatley sized blonde girl from Oil City, Pennsylvania. She didn't seem like any thing much, but she knew how to kill and she wasn't afraid to. There was also Elliot, a bulky darkhaired boy from Louisiana. And last was our pet cat, Mocha. He was from our world, too. Jeremy and I had started in the Florida swamps, where we found Hayley one day. She was only 11 then. We were both 14. That was years ago, and Mother's threats still haunt us all.
"Guys, get up! There's a Black Horse here. We have to leave." called Tinsley quietly. Black Horses were Mother's scouts. We all packed up our few possesions and kept heading west. We were somewhere in Iowa, but we didn't know exactly. Jeremy picked up Tinsley; they had been obvious soul mates since the moment they met. I held hayley's hand on one side, Elliot on the other. That was the only way a mortal could fly, of course.
Ok I know it's super confusing but it will get clearer!!! And I'll actually update this one. Haha (:
Eeeeeepp new fic!!!
Josh's POV
"Yes mother." Jeremy and I repeated. We stood up and gathered the frog's legs and duck feathers she needed. She dropped them in the pot in the middle of our small hut-like home. She stirred it over a bubbling fire until green rings of smoke poured out and formed above her head. Jeremy and I retreated to the outside to see a small, red haired girl. She looked scared, her eyes focusing on the eerily shaped clouds forming behind us.
"You must leave!" whispered Jeremy. "Our mother will stew you and turn you to a soul collector!" she staggered backwards, almost falling into the muggy swamp. I grabbed her arm.
"Why are you here?" I asked. She screamed at the top of her lungs. Mother came bursting out.
"A mortal girl, is that I see? Now a soul sucker she is to be!" Mother yelled to the sky. "I'll make you mine or you shall die!" I scooped up the small girl in my arms. She seemed different than all the others that had died. I ran at a speed I knew no mortal could match. Jeremy flew beside me, his feet like wings. Mother yelled and screeched. All the people outside the swamp could hear.
I woke up from my horrible dream, remembering the day my brother Jeremy and I had rescued Hayley. My mother was a horrid witch. We had saved Hayley from becoming one of her soul collecters. Now we had to run. The other swamp people were always after us. We had picked up a few straglers along the way, ones that believed and had experienced the supernatrual. There was Tinsley, a moderatley sized blonde girl from Oil City, Pennsylvania. She didn't seem like any thing much, but she knew how to kill and she wasn't afraid to. There was also Elliot, a bulky darkhaired boy from Louisiana. And last was our pet cat, Mocha. He was from our world, too. Jeremy and I had started in the Florida swamps, where we found Hayley one day. She was only 11 then. We were both 14. That was years ago, and Mother's threats still haunt us all.
"Guys, get up! There's a Black Horse here. We have to leave." called Tinsley quietly. Black Horses were Mother's scouts. We all packed up our few possesions and kept heading west. We were somewhere in Iowa, but we didn't know exactly. Jeremy picked up Tinsley; they had been obvious soul mates since the moment they met. I held hayley's hand on one side, Elliot on the other. That was the only way a mortal could fly, of course.
Ok I know it's super confusing but it will get clearer!!! And I'll actually update this one. Haha (:
