((Note: I do have another story on here I have to finish, but I thought it'd be a good idea to explain Sky's childhood a bit. It won't be super detailed, but hopefully enough to give you an idea of her past. I hope you enjoy!))
Today was like any other ugly day. It was raining more than usual and the clouds put a touch of depression in the atmosphere. It was just one of those days. Or was it?
"Mommy?" A young child about the age of six stared up at her mother with large Grey eyes. She was dressed in black pants and a red sweater. She had long black hair that went down to her waist. Her mother who looked almost exactly like her except for the hair, (Hers was brown.) looked down at her. "Yes Sky?" She replied to her daughter with a tone of worry in her voice. Her mother was dressed in an old white blouse and long red skirt. She was finishing packing suitcases. "Why are we packing things?" She asked. Her mother sighed. "We have to go away somewhere. Theres been a problem." Sky wasn't satisfied with her answer. "What kinda problem?" She asked. Her mother set a suitcase near the door. "Sky, run along and get your father. We're running late." Sky felt angry that she didn't get an answer but went into her parents' bedroom to get him. He sat on his bed with his smaller suitcase for his paperwork and books. He was just zipping the zipper when she walked in.
"Daddy, Mommy says it's almost time to go." She looked at her father with a cute childish smile. He grinned. "Well then I guess we'd better get going." Sky's mother walked into the bedroom. "Everythings ready to go Harris. We just need to get the Port---." The was a crack in the air. It came from the Hallway. Sky's father turned around and looked at Sky with an almost frightening look. He seemed...shocked.
"Sky, hide under the bed. Don't make any noises what so ever. No matter what happens, don't come out." Sky didn't know what was going on and did as she was told. She figured it was a game of hide-and-go-seek. Harris looked at Sky's mother and got out his wand. She did the same. "Jin...they're here already!" He exclaimed. Two people dressed in block cloaks with a skull like mask on their faces approached Harris and Jin.
"Harris and Jin Mason. I've been waiting for this a long time." One of the figures said. It was a male with a deep voice. "Yes. The Dark Master is very disappointed. He will be proud of us." The other said. It was a female with a high pitched voice. Harris glared at them. "You won't take us alive." He said courageously. Jin gulped and nodded. The two figures laughed. "Oh! But that is not our intention." The woman went into a fit of disturbing giggles. She took out her wand swiftly and shot a green beam of light at Jin. "NO!" Screamed Harris. His wife screamed and fell onto the ground with a rather loud thump. Harris began to breathe heavily. Sky stared at her Mothers body. She didn't know what was going on. Was this real? Or a game? She scooted farther back against the wall. The male figure pointed his wand at Harris. "STUPEFY!" Shouted Harris quickly. He shot it at the mans face, but all it did was knock his mask off. It revealed a man with long black hair and yellow eyes. He with grinning eviley. His wand made contact with Harris' forehead. He knew what his fate was and stood there. He dropped his wand. "Kill me." He hissed. The man chuckled. "Avada Kadavra." There was a bright flash of green and Harris also fell to the ground. The man looked at his partner. "The deed is done. We never should of trusted them. I knew they were Dumbledore's spies from the start. But He didn't listen." The man said, referring to Voldemort. There was another crack and they were gone with a fit of laughter.
Sky crawled out from under the bed and made her way to her Mother's body. "Mommy...wake up. Wake up Mommy." She shook her Mother's shoulders gently at first but then began to shake them with more force. Sky was only six, but she knew something wasn't right. She felt the stingy feeling in her eyes and the tears quickly fell upon her blouse, leaving several dark stains along her shoulder and sleeve. "Mommy! PLEASE! WAKE UP!" She shouted. She shook and fell backwards and fell onto her father. "DADDY! Don't...don't leave me! DADDY!" She screamed with all she could. She sobbed and sobbed but nothing would bring them back.
Nothing....
To be continued....
Good, good.
The only problem I see is a grammatical one. Each time a different person talks, you have to make a new paragraph. ;)
I like the story, though. Write some more, I'm interested,
Force of habit. I don't want to work on my grammar lol. I just kinda type and let my imagination wonder. Hehe. Thanks Ginny.
wow i like it but its sad.. hehe
Well its meant to be. This story is meant to explain why Sky is so touchy about her parent's death. She witnessed it. She was alone. Thats why she's not super-friendly either. She can be nice, but kind of tough too. She grew up to be tough.
okiee that makes sense!!
that's so sad.....that explains why Sky is such a bully....lol...joking continue writing it's really good!
"We gather here today because of a terrible, terrible tragedy. We come here to pay our final respects to two very special people who were murdered only two nights ago."
There was a small crowd of people dressed in black standing around two coffins in a graveyard. Sky, dressed in a black dress with a white bow in her long black hair, stood infront of her neighbors. They were a muggle family and spoke to her mother and father when they were outside gardening or doing outside work. Sky couldn't look at the man who was speaking. She stared down at the caskets. Her mothers was made out of a dark cherry wood that was covered with yellow roses. Her fathers was made out of oak and also was covered in yellow roses. The man spoke quietly from a book for what seemed like hours to Sky. "Do not be afraid of death. Be afraid of not living life to its fullest." The man finished. Sky looked up when he said that. How can you not be afraid of Death? She wondered. She watched as her parents' caskets were dropping into the deep Earth. "Momma...Daddy." She whispered. The father of the muggle family put a hand on Sky's shoulder, trying to comfort her in some way. Finally the funeral was over. There was a woman dressed in a grey and white uniform standing off of the side of the road that Sky had started walking down. "Skylar Mason?" The woman asked. Sky looked up at her and didn't say anything. The woman was short. She had short blonde hair with glasses and alot of make-up. "I'm afraid you'll have to come with me. We see that you don't have any immediate family..and we have to find you a home." Sky's eyes widened, then changed into a glare. "No." She said darkly. "Please Skylar, don't make this any har--." "My name is Sky." She interuppted. "I'm not going!" She yelled. She took off down the road the led to some woods.
"Geez. I hate it when this happens." The woman said, a tinge of annoyance in her voice. She took a phone out of her pocket and dialed. "Excuse me. Is there a problem?" A man had approached the woman. He wasn't a very dressy man. He had a brown jacket with a black t-shirt and torn jeans. "I have to take that brat to a home and she ran off." "You will do no such thing." The man replied. "And you are?" The woman asked. "Hayson. Chris Hayson. If you people would read the will, you would see clearly in print that Jin Mason made me Sky's Godfather." The woman sighed. "Well you can't do anything until we get that little brat. I've called someone to get her."
((heh. Boredom))
Bump its awesome!!!!
Wow Sky! That's amazing! It's so sad, but good! BUMPY!
Thank You. I got bored so I wrote some drama. Obviously alot. XP I'll write another part when I get back from my step-sisters. I have to go to her house to mow her lawn. ($10.00 a week ^^) Luckily she lives down the street or else I'll be dead when I come home.
I like it....alot...
BUMP BUMP BUMPPPPPP
Yeah Sky, it's really really good! You have to write another part!
Chris glared at the woman. "Pardon me, but I've already introduced myself, would you mind doing the same?" The woman glared back at him. "Claire Kimble." She muttered. Chris nodded, saving the information in his mind so he could report the stupid *bleep* later. A tall man in a black muggle police uniform finally arrived. He was a bit large around the middle, with short grey hair and a caterpillar like mustache under his nose. "I'm Lieutenant Kip Richards from the Arkview Police Department. I got a call saying a kid ran off?" Kip said, his voice being rather deep. Chris looked up at Kip. He was only a few inches taller than Chris. "I can get her." He said suggestively. Kip studied Chris for a moment. "Sorry, Won't allow it. I have to get her or a social worker will." Chris sighed. "Just let me--." "I said No. And that is final." Kip looked down at Chris like a big dog over a small puppy. "But I'm her Godfather..." Kip turned a slight shade of red. He apparently didn't tolerate much. "I don't care who you are." He started walking down the path, making his way to the woods. Chris sighed and sat down in the grass, waiting patiently for lard butt to bring Sky back.
After about ten minutes, which seemed like hours, Kip came back with Sky thrown over his shoulder, kicking and yelling to let her go. He walked over to the social worker, then to her car and put Sky in it. "You can't do this!" Chris exclaimed. Sky looked out the window, tears in her eyes, screaming words that nobody would here. "She's been through enough already!" Claire shrugged. "I do this everyday. It's my job." Kip didn't show any emotion. "I have to." He just said. Chris closed his eyes and sighed. Then he ran up to the two, his wand drawn. "IMPERIO!" He yelled. The two suddenly looked as if they were brainless. "You will go back to your job. You have found that Chris Hayson is the Godfather of Skylar Mason and that this case is closed. ((If only life were that simple?)) The two nodded and went to their cars. Chris ran up and pulled Sky out of the car and carried her back to his Car nearly a block away in silence.
Lard butt?? hehe lol Nice...
((Needed humor somewhere XD))
I use the word lard butt.... so I can't say its weird... hehe
Sky didn't speak a word. She had seen what Chris did. The object he used on those people was similar to her parents'. Chris carried Sky to his old blue chevy truck and buckled her in without a problem. Then he got into his seat and started it up. "Who..who are you?" Sky asked, looking at him teary eyed. She was obviously frightened and a bit shaken up. "My name is Chris. Do you know what a Godfather is?" He asked her as he pulled out onto the road. "No.." Sky replied quietly. Chris smiled. "It means that I'm youe Guardian. Someone who takes care of you when..when something happens to your parents..." Chris didn't even want to mention the word "Parents" but he wanted to make the point clear. Sky looked out the passenger window. "So..what do I call you?" Chris smiled. "How about just Chris?" Sky smiled. "Otay...Chris." Chris sighed. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you. Everything will be alright." He said to her. He tapped his wand on the dashboard and the car went into the air. Sky looked down in amazement. "What..happened!?" She exclaimed. Chris chuckled. "I see they didn't teach you camoflauge."
I like it!!!
bump BUMP BUMP.
Aww shes with somewhat family!! hehe
This is a great story! I loves it.
It's really good Sky!! But Ginny might come on and yell at you for not making a new paragraph when someone speaks.
Or Dobby will bring it up... hehe
;D That's what I do! lol I thought I might bring it up so Ginny didn't need to!
((I decided to continue the story. I got some ideas. =3 Some of Sky's history I'm going to change btw. I don't remember half of my old posts when I joined so I dunno if it's accurate with everything. But I don't care haha.))
It was a good half hour before Sky spoke. Chris had tried asking her all kinds of things. Her favorite foods, colors, activities. But she just kept staring out of the window in silence, looking at the clouds. But Chris wasn't sure if she was really watching anything. Maybe she was thinking. He felt bad for the little girl. It had only been two days. She was sure to be traumatized too. Chris sighed and shifted gears.
"What's camoflauge?"
Chris nearly jumped in his seat when he heard the child's voice, high and soft. Innocent. He yawned and scratched at his head, shaking up his short brown hair. "Well, it's like...blending in with what's around you." He didn't know how to explain. "Let's say you wore a brown shirt and brown pants and stood in front of a tree. I would have a hard time finding you because you would be camoflauged." He looked over at Sky and wasn't sure if she understood.
"Are you hungry?" He asked, looking out the window. He could see a diner in the distance, but then considered what people would think seeing a truck and people appear out of nowhere. "I can make some yummy blueberry flapjacks." He glanced at Sky and saw her nod slightly.
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It was nearly nine o'clock and Chris was exhausted. He had just put all of the dishes away and finished cleaning the house. He was so used to being a bachelor and not having anyone over, to worry about cleaning. He sighed as he plopped down into his recliner, arms hanging over the side. Just then Sky walked down the hall from the bathroom, dressed in her pink pajama pants and matching top, hair soaking wet. Chris smiled and got out of the chair.
"Ready for bed squirt?" He asked.
"I guess so." She replied, looking up at him with big gray eyes. Chris took her hand and led her into her new room.
"I'll get the rest of your things tomorrow. I'm sorry it's not exactly fit for someone your age."
The room was dark and plain. There was a bed that Sky could barely climb up on and the sheets smelled musty. There were two dusty oak dressers and only one window that...had bars on it? Sky didn't ask and Chris didn't want to tell. He put them there for her protection.
As Sky snuggled under the covers, Chris walked over to the door. Before closing it, he said "I'll take care of you, Sky. I promise. Goodnight."
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((Ehhh. Kinda Slow right now.))
Ohh I like it! I haven't read your story in so long that I had no idea what was going on, but still! Absolutely Stellar :)
Thanks. I figured I could work on this some more. It has been awhile. To tune you back in:
Sky watched her parents die, then her Godfather got her before a social worker did. So now she's at his house.
Yeaaahhh.
Chris's P.O.V:
I wish I knew what to do. What to think. Here I am with this little girl that I barely know. I hadn't seen Harris or Jin in so long. They sent me a single picture and a letter when she was born and that was that. Now I've lost them both, my friends. And I've inherited their only daughter, Sky.
How am I supposed to be a Father figure for this child? I've made so many mistakes. How can I raise her like her parent's would? They would teach her to be strong. They would teach her to appreciate life and never take it for granted. I know this because that was how Harris and Jin lived. They were spies for Dumbledore and risked everything to restore order to these dark days. They were so strong willed. Why wasn't I a better friend? Maybe I could have helped them....
It was late. I went to bed nearly four hours ago, and I was only able to sleep an hour's worth. These thoughts kept running through my mind. I would be stuck with this child for years. And it wasn't a bad thing, it's just that I'm terrified. I'm scared to death.
Ohh got it! Thanks for the brief overview! And the Point of View was a really good idea too! I can't wait for more!