I peeked out the window near the door with caution. Slight trembles threatened my posture as my eyes landed on the person coming closer with every long stride. He stood at the door, dressed in sleek black velvet, an evil smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, foretelling that the worst was to come.

He was a Guardian. My body quivered slightly when I remembered the last time I'd seen one this close, the last time I'd seen my father...

The hall echoed in sync with the heavy knocks on the door, causing my pulse to rise to a steady drumbeat in my ears. I hastened to open it despite my fear, I didn't want mother to come down as of yet. My small hand twisted the doorknob. From the black shoes to the electric blue eyes, I forced myself to look. I was strong, not fearful, though when he thrust his arm out toward me the urge to curl up in the corner was overwhelming. The look of familiarity in his eyes showed he knew me.

He moved his arm again, impatiently, making me look down, still hesitant, afraid that he'd kill me any second. I was too terrified to be surprised when I found a grey letter gripped in his hand.

I took it from him gingerly, not wanting to irk him further. My breath turned ragged as I opened it, reading the meticulously written message. There was only one word. One that turned my life upside down in a split-second.

Guardian

I was to be one of them.

My mother walked down the stairs, as wary of the intruder as I was, "What is it, child?"

I couldn't find my voice to answer her. I was still too shocked. My voice seemed foreign when I told her. She froze but said nothing else when I looked back at her, every fibre of my being wanting to run as fast as I could.

Her face suddenly grew alarmed, I turned around only to be greeted by darkness as a rough cloth was wrapped tightly around my eyes. Arms grabbed me, dragging me one way. Panic consumed me. So much so, I couldn't understand where I was, what was happening or even which way I was going.

Something struck my flailing steps, jarring me out of my confusion, the adrenaline that pumped through me made me strike blindly. My left elbow made contact with something tough and I faintly heard the crack of the impact amongst the hubbub. Everything grew pin-drop silent before there were more shouts, louder, almost deafening.

I felt warm liquid trickle across my elbow. I hissed lowly at the metallic scent I was so familiar with. Blood. I resisted an urge to breathe in the enchanting scent. It seemed different... Exotic even.

I brushed it off as a hallucination from the adrenaline rush when I felt the ground change from the cobbles of the square to the tarmac. My mind raced with possibilities but in the end came to one conclusion-

"Get her in." A curt voice ordered.

Something struck the back of my head before I lost consciousness, my sleep filled with dread of what came ahead.

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