Well, hey everybody, it's Val. This chapter has been long in the coming. Sorry for kind of ditching you guys for a while. Well, here it is, the sixth chapter. So, if you haven't read any of this story yet, check out the rest of the novel. It should clear a lot up...From now on, it is going to become less confusing! Yay! So, read and tell me what you think!
~Shades of Violet~
[6] [King] [Monday]
Violet Steele. Her name echoed in my head, bouncing off the walls of my skull. Derek let out a heavy sigh of frustration towards her answer. She was scared of something, that was for sure. Light perspiration trickled down her temples. The temperature must have been below zero.
“You can’t tell us anything?” I asked. Violet’s eyes flickered over to the doorway of the cafeteria. I followed her gaze and saw three men is dark suits making their way towards us. I heard her suck in a huge amount of air, and at the same moment, her eyes shifted crimson.
“What’s wrong?” I whispered and peered over my shoulder to see the man walking toward us again. All three of them bore shaven heads that glistened softly and wore black earpieces in their left ears. Other than a slight change of size, they looked almost identical. I turned back to Violet. Her face was contorted in frustration. Then in wispy fragments, she said something.
“We need to leave- now.”
I felt Derek’s eyes bearing into my neck. For some reason I knew that what happened next would impact us all. I didn’t know whether I should turn my back on Violet, and just walk away. It was so tempting, to just walk away and move on. But I had been given a taste of the fruit, and I wanted more. I knew all too clearly that even if I did walk away, it would haunt me forever. This was my chance. So, as Violet turned and walked toward the far door of the cafeteria, away from the men in black, I followed her.
Derek followed suit, no doubt reading my very thoughts. I heard a shout from somewhere behind me, but kept moving. I swear I saw faint tendrils of smoke coming from Violet’s hands, but when I blinked, they were gone. I had to break into jog to catch up to her before the door slapped shut, leaving us in darkness. I could hear Derek’s heavy breaths behind me.
I lost count of how many turns we took. We just kept going.
“Where are you taking us?” Derek called, his voice reverberating of the walls. Violet faltered briefly, but then returned to her normal pace. No answer.
Minutes later, something broke the monotonous of the darkness. It was a small panel of light; it was slowly growing larger as we ran, until it actually hurt my eyes. Violet’s form was blurring in front of me as we continued. Thirty steps later, she was just a silhouette. Something strange happened next. The light started enveloping me. It was like running into a wall of water, except the water was light. It was warm on my skin, and sent a pleasant sensation running of my spine. And then, it was all gone. I was standing alone, in the middle of a field.
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My head swiveled around frantically. What the…. What had just happened. One second I was running down a hallway, the next moment I am standing in a field. My eyes widened as I took in my surroundings.
Above me, was the bluest sky I had ever seen. It looked like it had been drawn in with crayon. Little puffy clouds floated casually along its surface, bumping into each other and combining. On both side of me, continuing in all directions was an endless of field of green grass. It reached to my ankles and leaned in a gentle breeze. The sun was at it’s highest peak and glowed white. I felt like laughing out loud. Was I dead? This place was perfect. I pinched myself. A slight sting answered my jest. Oh my gosh, this was real. But how?
And then a noise reached my ears. It sounded like…hoof beats, and they were coming closer. I didn’t feel scared at all. The very sound of the horse sent excitement flaring through my brain. It was like my body new what was going to happen next.
I gazed toward a hill on my left, which seemed like the direction of the noise. It was hard to tell. This place was so open. My eyes squinted as the sun sent it light into my eyes. My hands flexed impatiently. And then a figure rose on the peak of the hill. At first I couldn’t tell what it was: the light was so bright. Then, it started thundering the hill. It was the most magnificent thing I have ever seen. The horse was a pure white, and it’s muscles bulged underneath its rich coat. The figure on top was literally glowing. I tried to see it clearer, but my eyes were forced shut, and then I felt my knees hit the ground.
I remained with my head pressed to the grass as I heard the horse canter to a stop in front of me. Then I heard a voice.
“Rise,” it said. The voice was powerful, and clear. It also was filled with…excitement. It sounded weird, but whoever this voice belonged to was actually in anticipation to see me.
I rose to my feet slowly, first keeping my head directed to the ground, and then raising it to the voice. Then glared briefly, and then I saw him. The man was standing in front of me, his hands gently stroking the mane of his horse. The man’s face was kind, and long brown hair sat on his shoulders. His eyes were full with life, sparkling like stars. I was speechless. Who was this man?
A smile spread across his face.
“You don’t know how long I have waited for this moment,” he stated.
Confusion creased my forehead. I felt like I new this man, but it seemed like a faint memory, even a dream.
“Who are you?” I asked. A bubbly laughter erupted from his mouth.
“You will know soon enough. For now I just wanted to see your face.”
As soon as he answered, the light from the sun seemed to grow less, casting the whole field in a light shadow. The man’s face darkened. “It seems that our time here is up.”
I glanced around. “What do you mean?”
He didn’t answer until he had climbed up onto his horse.
“Your world needs you Peter.” I was about to protest when the light completely faded, and I was back in complete darkness.
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“Move Peter,” a voice complained. I blinked my eyes rapidly, trying to find my bearings. Two hand pressed against my back. They were searing hot. Violet! I let out a groan and took a step forward. It seemed like I was back right were I had started: in a dark hallway of my school. But what had that man said? My world needs me? What was that supposed to mean? White hot heat cascaded down my back.
“Okay! Okay! What’s your problem?” I screamed. The heat disappeared as I started to walk forward. This was all happening too fast.
“We’re here,” Violet stated, breaking my thoughts. She was standing at a door, with a very ominous symbol painted on it: swirling lines intersecting and swirling in a circle. My shoulders slumped. Wouldn’t the craziness ever end? “You wanted answers, and I brought you to them.”
“Before I go in there, tell me one thing,” Derek ordered. “What does that symbol mean?” Violet frowned in thought. Then she pulled up her sleeve to reveal a identical mark on her arm. “We all have them,” she started. “It’s an ancient symbol, probably originating back to the beginning of time. It means, ‘servant of the King.’”
“What king?” Derek asked. Violet shook her head and motioned to the door. I knew what king she was talking about. That man, he was the King. This I knew with no doubt. I didn’t have much time to think about it though before Violet’s hand gripped the door handle, she took in a breath, and it slid open.
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