Post by lorainexevans on Jul 5, 2007 18:43:11 GMT -5
My Mother is dead, Loraine kept thinking to herself. Death had finaly taken her form the cruel world. She had burned her body in the forest in the morning. Now she was sitting her in this crappy house, if you could even call it one. It was more like a one roomed hut.
What would she do now. When she was little she had alwasy wanted to go on some crazy adventure, now it didn't seem possible. She didn't want to go on adventure like in Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter. She just wanted to get the hell away from this village that was not considered safe.
Rainey stood up, she was turned seventeen today and what happened for it. She had to burn her mother? That was one hell of a way to kick off the year. Death, well it was the ending of the circle. It was the completetion of something, but that thought still didn't take away that horrible feeling of guilt. That feeling that told you 'you could of done something about this'.
In a hurry Rainey grapped her worn coat and a bag. She filled it with a few bottles of water a couple lighters and anything that she spotted on the shelves of the cupboard. In other words funions, cold hot dogs and cereal bars. Lastley she went to a trunk in the closet and dug around in it untill she found another small box. Opening it with shakey hands she took out the silver chains that had once been her grandfathers.
He had been a Hunter, one of a dieing breed. She shook silently, she had only known him for a short time. He used to tell her she was going to do great things. She didn't know what he had ment at the time. Now she did.
Closing the small box she placed it back and began digging around in her grandfathers trunk. Rainey found a two pairs of leather gloves. One with fingers, the other without. She also found four wooden stakes wraped carefully up in fabric and a simple nife for general protection.
Rainey put everything in her bag, which was now heavier. She didn't know what was in store for her in life, but she sure as hell new it wasn't here. With out looking back She headed out the door knowing that now every move she made could be deadly.
What would she do now. When she was little she had alwasy wanted to go on some crazy adventure, now it didn't seem possible. She didn't want to go on adventure like in Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter. She just wanted to get the hell away from this village that was not considered safe.
Rainey stood up, she was turned seventeen today and what happened for it. She had to burn her mother? That was one hell of a way to kick off the year. Death, well it was the ending of the circle. It was the completetion of something, but that thought still didn't take away that horrible feeling of guilt. That feeling that told you 'you could of done something about this'.
In a hurry Rainey grapped her worn coat and a bag. She filled it with a few bottles of water a couple lighters and anything that she spotted on the shelves of the cupboard. In other words funions, cold hot dogs and cereal bars. Lastley she went to a trunk in the closet and dug around in it untill she found another small box. Opening it with shakey hands she took out the silver chains that had once been her grandfathers.
He had been a Hunter, one of a dieing breed. She shook silently, she had only known him for a short time. He used to tell her she was going to do great things. She didn't know what he had ment at the time. Now she did.
Closing the small box she placed it back and began digging around in her grandfathers trunk. Rainey found a two pairs of leather gloves. One with fingers, the other without. She also found four wooden stakes wraped carefully up in fabric and a simple nife for general protection.
Rainey put everything in her bag, which was now heavier. She didn't know what was in store for her in life, but she sure as hell new it wasn't here. With out looking back She headed out the door knowing that now every move she made could be deadly.