The Seven lost Orsa's - book one - Defiance by E FromHebs (read novels website .txt) 📖

Chapter five

 

 

I jumped off of the train and onto the platform, the heat was almost unbearable, even though I was wearing my skirt. I would have to walk the short way to Agatha’s, but it wouldn't kill me to walk every once and a while. Plus, I would spot her house from a mile away, and seeing as I only had about one hundred meters to walk, I was sure that I wouldn't get lost.

As soon as I turned the corner, I could see her house. It was a magnificent view, it used to belong to a victorian family, and it was all made out of marble and lyme stone. Agatha wasn’t the richest lady, but she inherited the house from her parents.

I ran the rest of the way, until I reached the large green door. I knocked twice so that – hopefully – she would know that it was me. The door swung open, revealing a man with hardly any hair and a cheerful smile.

“Nadia! So great to see you! I suppose you are here to see Agatha?” he asked with a smile

“Yes please, if it’s no trouble”

“Not at all”

He gestured me into the house. In front of me was a grand marble staircase, with carpet running up the middle of it. To my left I could see the many paintings of Agatha’s relatives on the wall, running all the way down to the garden.

“Agatha is in her usual room” said the man.

I walked up the stair case, to the top floor, and along the corridor. My feet echoed as I walked to the balcony, the same plants that have been here for over a thousand years, were still in there usual pots along the floor next to a fold up chair. The woman sat in the chair turned around at the sound of my feet and gave me a warm smile. She was very old, her grey hair was in a neat bun, but her eyes still shimmered at the sight of me.

“Nadia” she said happily

“Hello Agatha”

“Please, come in” she took me into her bedroom, and sat down at the little table at the oposite end of the grey bed, I sat down next to her.

“So, what brings you here?” asked Agatha

“Many things”

“Go on, I’m listening”

“My first reason, is my dreams of reality” I took of my rucksack and handed her the piece of paper.

“Oh my. How long has this been going on?”

“Over a month”

“My dear, that is not good, you do realise what is at stake?”

“Yes”

“And what would be your other reasons?”

Should I tell her about the Orsa? No. Instead, I reached into my pocket and took out the pot that the man had given me and slid it accross the table for her to look at.

“What is this?”

“I do not know, a man gave it to me when I was on the train”

“Did he say anything to you?”

“Yes, he said that I must open it when the time is right”

“And when might that be?”

I shrugged as she tried to open it with all of her strength.

“I know just the thing” Agatha stood up and went over to her big wooden box. She lifted the lid and took out a red candle. Then, she came to sit back down, and placed the candle next to the pot.

“Quisque tempus, quo iure aperiam, nisi ut reveletur? Ut in posterum, praeteritum est, discooperi” she chanted, over and over again, and then, with one delicate touch, the candle lit.

“Done” she said in a firm voice. She passed it back to me.

“Open it”

I did as she asked, but nothing happened, I tried with all of my strength, yet it did not open. Agatha’s mouth widened with shock.

“This black magik has not been around here for centuries, you must not show anyone, you understand me, not anyone”

“I-. Dane and I think that this isn’t a coinsidence, that-“

“Of course it is not a coinsidence dear! This is fate! It is meant to be!” she yelled in joy

“Agatha, are you feelingo oka-“

“Oh, I have never been better!”

I stood up and backed away slowly, but she noticed, and with a swift movenment of her hand, the door behind me slammed shut.

“And where do you think you’re going?” her voice was now scaring me

. Maybe it was the pot, but it never had this inflict on me.

“I actually need to get back to Sophia”

“NONSENSE!” she shrieked. I needed help, but how would I manage that? She is one of the most famous Seekers still alive, and I have barely done more than three spells. I closed my eyes and started chanting

“aufer haec tempora molestae”

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked in a high pitched tone

I opened my eyes again and then with a firm voice,  I shouted.

“BE GONE!” she fell to the floor with a thump. I ran over to her, she was alive, just unconsiouss. I ran down the stairs, the echoing hurting my ears, and to the man that greeted me at the door.

“She’s dead!” I yelled

That got everyone running up, so I took the chance and fled. I didn’t know where I was headed, but I did know that it would be as far away from here as possible. Now that guilt was starting to get to me, shouting at Dane, leaving Sophia. Why would they even want to see me again? My phone vibrated in my pocket, I dug it out and read the text message.

Dane: Where are you Nadia?

Great, now everybody is after me, just what I need. I quickly typed back.

Me: I am so sorry. I left to see Agatha, something happened, talk to u l8r if u please come pick me up?

A few seconds later, he replied

Dane: Sure. Don’t blame urself, my fault, where am I collecting u from??

Me: Yorkshire. Soz for long drive. Behind old sweet shop.

Dane: Okay. See you soon J

Me: Yeah

At least he’s not mad at me. Well, it didn’t seem like it any way, but I still braced myself for an argument.

 

Dane: Just parked up. Give me five mins

Me: Okay. Thnx

Five minutes later Dane arrived around the corner. I waved to him so that he knew it was me. As soon as he spotted me, he ran over to me, I threw myself into his arms.

“Don’t you ever do that again, you understand me?” he said

I nodded, so glad that he didn’t hate me for running off.

“Where’s Sophia?” I asked

“At home, I told her that you went to see Anna and I came to collect you”

“Fair enough”

“So what happened?”

“Not here, come with me” I tugged on his arm, and he gladly followed me. We were walking for half an hour, and I was starting to get irritated that there were no fields or trees. But then up ahead I spotted a single tree in a single field of corn. We started running until we reached it, and then slid underneath it, hiding under it’s thick branches.

“So, now are you going to tell me?” Dane asked, panting

“Yeah. So, I came to see Agatha. I got the train down, but when I was on the train, this man came and sat opposite me. He gave me this” I gave him the pot and he looked at it suspiciously

“How old was he? Did he say anything?”

“He looked about your age. He said that I had to open it when the time was right. Don’t try to open it”

“Why?”

“I’m just coming on to that part. I came to see Agatha about my dreams and that pot. It was all fine and stuff, until she cast a spell on the pot, trying to open it. It didn’t work, it was as if it backfired, she started acting really creepy, and saying really weird stuff”

“Like what?”

“Well, first she was just acting crazy, so I asked her if she was feeling okay, but then she started yelling stuff like ‘It is your fate!’, it was as if the pot had some kind of inflict on her, so I ran down the stairs, shouted that she was dead, and then I ran”

“Wow, you’ve had one full on day”

“Yep”

“Anything else that I need to know?”

“Not really”

I took my locket off and opened it, taking out the piece of paper.

“How long is it until we go to the Primicerius?” I asked

“We leave tomorrow”

I sighed and took his hand in mine

“Is Sophia coming?”

“Well, she has every right to come, and we did book three seats”

“I hope they take it well, they should know that Sophia would never do a thing like that”

“But how do they know that she wouldn’t?”

That got me thinking. Dane was right, how would they know? Even if we did run from them, eventualy they would find us. The only thing that might possibly work, is if we tell them about those girls that went missing, that way, they would send us after them, and hopefully forget about this problem.

“What are you thinking?” Dane asked

“I was thinking of a way for them to let Sophia go”

“Like they would ever do that”

“You never know. I have known Caleb for enough years that he wouldn’t even think that we would betray him”

“Maybe. You work your magic”

“Ironic. I could if you want me to”

"No. You might just get slightly told off"

He put his hand over the patch of grass in front of us, and started chanting, well, more like humming. A little stalk shot up, revealing a purple flower. As he moved his hand, the flower moved with it, swaying back and forth in the daylight.

"How beautiful" I said

"The wonders of nature"

"Shouldn't we get going?" I asked

"Yes" he stood up and started walking away without me. I had to run to keep up with him.

"Where did you park?" he ignored me, still taking long strides.

"Dane" I grabbed onto his arm and made him face me "what is going on? First, you just walk out on me when I am trying to talk to you. Then, you show up with a bloodstained shirt telling me that nothing is wrong. Just, please, you can tell me" he looked me in the eye, his own eyes darkening, that can't be good.

"Your brother is dying"

 

Chapter six

"Chris is dying Nadia. The reason I walked away from you is because I needed to find him before you. The blood on my shirt wasn't mine, it was his. The reason he was at the resturaunt was because he needed to see you, but I said not to, so we had a fight!" he yelled. It scared me, because he hardly ever yells at me, and if he does, he doesn't mean it, but the tears in his eyes showed me that he did mean it. I opened my mouth to speak, but then when I saw the look