Not Alone

Chapter 1~ Rogue

I woke up to the sound of completely insanity. I was in foster care yet again, to be taken off by a new family like the same thing for 15year's.

My parent's died. They didn't say how or why. Ever since I was little I stayed to myself. I didn't want to be involved or get attached, that's how disappointment happens.

For most of my life, I been in the same school enduring torture. Then I come home to some kid's going missing and ending up dead or the drunk of a foster lady we have.

"Harley!" A squeaky voice squealed in my ear as I groaned rolling on my pillow.

I can't handle children sometimes. I used to be happy and myself until my best friend got adopted and then the lady started drinking.

I haven't seen her since, Brenette- a awesome blonde friend.

"Yeah?" I asked peeking over seeing a brown haired 7yearold smiling wide at me. She had emerald green eye's wearing ripped torn white clothing.

This was Emerald, she was unique for her eye's.

"Come on, let's go!" Emerald squealed silently leading me through the dark wooden house. Dust filled my nose as I sneezed laughing slightly.

A fact is for sure, Emerald is like a sister. I'm like her mother kind of sister. We have each other's back's and I keep her hopes high. I never will let anybody show her the dark world for what it truly is.

"Where are we going?" I questioned trying to act serious as we raced down the hall's.

Going down, I seen a crowd gather. All of them with guns and knives in there hands with a to familiar face sitting in the middle on their knee's. They was kneeling to a man in front of them. There baby blue eye's filled with sorrow and fear.

They had jet midnight almost blue hair. They was tan pale like.

The murmurs died down as the man with his arm's crossed spoke. He had curly dark-dark brown hair. His face expressionless as he looked into the crowd. His lips pursed as his hair was covering his face a bit. He was well built in camouflaged colors short of. He had dark brown eye's.

"We are gathered here today to witness the biggest law of all broken," He paused, getting the reaction's. He remained emotionless, as my lips parted in shock realizing what was happening. "Lincoln Daniel's- magic user- caught enchanting a room in this magic, supernatural free district. Magic is dangerous and forbidden!" He yelled the word 'forbidden' as he pointed in rage at Lincoln- my best friend.

"The punishment for this dangerous, dark art crime is death! Do you have anything to say for yourself, boy?" He spat in disgust staring Lincoln in the eye's. My eye's widened in alarm.

I shook my head cupping my mouth with one hand.

"I did it to help a child with it's nightmare's- nightmares you gave it. Killing it's parent's in front of it. You are the true evi-" Lincoln was cut off as the man slapped Lincoln. Lincoln's head was smacked to the side as his cheek grew red.

"You disgrace me! How could your father look at you ever day? Execute him, before he fills the air with his toxins." He ordered. Lincoln held a calm look. The Submachine gun's raised in his direction as he held up five finger's, counting down for the target to be shot.

I shook my head knowing what was to come next.

Lincoln stood up as the wind gathered around him forming a tornado. Turning away as dirt flung towards me. I covered Emerald's eye's not wanting dirt to hit hers as I closed my eye's.

Lincoln was yelling something at the man as the wind sped up, then once dying down.

Then-like magic- he was gone.

The crowd roared in panic and alarm as I looked over my eyes widened in shock.

"Where did he go?" Emerald asked curious without fear in her at all.

"I-I don't know." I admitted as I looked around scanning the crowd.

He couldn't of gone far, that was for sure. His magic was strong but not that strong.

Who was he enchanting? I thought curious. Lincoln was known to break and bend the rules for the house-mate's. Though, he was clever about it. I guess he wasn't clever enough.

Though how did they find him? He was no fool to do it around company. Perhaps, did one of the house-mate's get mad and snitch? Was they talking to loud?

Shaking these thought's and answerless question's away. I herded Emerald towards the house once again.

"What if they find and kill him? Harley we have to do something!" She squealed at me in a whiney whisper-yell voice.

I sighed as I closed the door. Turning around my eye's landed on the Foster Lady.

My eye's locked with her's knowing what will happen next.

"Go upstairs now. Get cleaned up. I will handle this in the morning." She ordered with hatred being more directed at me.

Emeralds head dropped as she dashed upstairs. I closed my eyes for a heartbeat then chased after her.

"Oh," She stopped me as I froze bracing for impact of her hand. Yet, it didn't come. "Your sleeping in the guest's room for a week. No socialize or food either for this little trick you pulled, missy." She spat.

I only nodded and headed up.

I need a idea to get out of her with Emerald

I did as she said going into the guest's room.

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