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Maria Rosland has always had every thing and any thing she could ever want. She has been called the girl with everything at more than one occasion. But has a secret she gets every thing she wants not because she can afford, but because she asks for it.
Wonder
Chapter one
The raiders
The raiders are the minions of a girl called Maria Rosland, we have never met but I hate her and I will never forgive her for what she did, she seems to have this wired control over everyone; everyone but me that is. Whatever she asks for, she gets. Whoever she wants dead, the raiders killed for her. Wherever the raiders went they left death and destruction behind them. I had never believed the stories about them until they came to my village.
It was a Sunday; I remember this because the sun was shining in that special way it does on Sundays. The day the raiders came. My mother (Julia Throne), my twin sister and I were in our herb garden collecting rosemary and lavender. My mother was a Wicca and was planing to make an herbal remedy for Katrina, Katrina had been sick with the flu for the past week. That’s when we herd the alarm sound in the village; although our cottage was on the outskirts of the village and on the edge of the Hodrack forest we could always hear the alarm. My mother quickly hustled us inside. She hid me in one of the cupboards under the sink through the crack of the door I saw what would be the last moment my family spent breathing; at first the raider seemed human, he asked my mother if she had any children. She shook her head. But then unfortunately Katrina sneezed. It was a muffled sneeze but the raider heard it he turned to look straight at the cupboard Katrina was hiding in, his eyes shown red. He then struck my mother with his armored hand. She fell to the ground her face bleeding. And immediately opened the laundry cupboard that Katrina was hiding in. He pulled her out by her hair. His face had now changed from that of a normal man into horned demon with red glowing eyes and teeth like shards of glass. My mother pulled at the raider's arm screaming at him to leave Katrina alone, the raider struck her away again; this time she didn't get up. I closed my eyes and turned away from the door of the cupboard hopelessly trying to block out Katrina's screams. The raider then through Katrina's lifeless body on the floor, he then turned and left. I just sat there in the dark cramped space of the cupboard tears swelling in my eyes. I was eight-year-old girl who had within the time space of fifteen minutes lost her twin sister and her mother. The only family I had gone; and that's something you just don't forget or forgive.
*
Running, I was always running. Never In my life had I stopped running. I was only eight when the raiders came and murdered my family (and half the children in Ferndale (my one and only old home). My life had been hectic since the day Maria Rosland was told the prophecy of her down fall. Ten years ago her fear grew too great to ignore and she realized that she should have dealt with the matter when it first arose. I was eight when she realized that my generation of children could choose not to obey her. This scared her beyond belief. Because someone, anyone with that power could prove to be very problematic. Maria Rosland is one of many Menerfesters (people with magical abilities). But since Maria Rosland’s ability is one of the more powerful gifts known to man. Her power is suggestion, so she can put thoughts, memories and ideas into anyone’s head. So as you can imagine when she learned that my generation could and would ignore every thing she said; Maria knew it was time to send out the raiders and obliterate the problem.
Now that 99.9% of my generation are dead. Maria is happily ruining everyone’s lives to her liking and me well let’s just say Maria Rosland’s got another thing coming. Because Ten years ago she murdered my family, nine years ago I found out about her powers and eight years ago I found out about mine.
The raiders
The raiders are the minions of a girl called Maria Rosland, we have never met but I hate her and I will never forgive her for what she did, she seems to have this wired control over everyone; everyone but me that is. Whatever she asks for, she gets. Whoever she wants dead, the raiders killed for her. Wherever the raiders went they left death and destruction behind them. I had never believed the stories about them until they came to my village.
It was a Sunday; I remember this because the sun was shining in that special way it does on Sundays. The day the raiders came. My mother (Julia Throne), my twin sister and I were in our herb garden collecting rosemary and lavender. My mother was a Wicca and was planing to make an herbal remedy for Katrina, Katrina had been sick with the flu for the past week. That’s when we herd the alarm sound in the village; although our cottage was on the outskirts of the village and on the edge of the Hodrack forest we could always hear the alarm. My mother quickly hustled us inside. She hid me in one of the cupboards under the sink through the crack of the door I saw what would be the last moment my family spent breathing; at first the raider seemed human, he asked my mother if she had any children. She shook her head. But then unfortunately Katrina sneezed. It was a muffled sneeze but the raider heard it he turned to look straight at the cupboard Katrina was hiding in, his eyes shown red. He then struck my mother with his armored hand. She fell to the ground her face bleeding. And immediately opened the laundry cupboard that Katrina was hiding in. He pulled her out by her hair. His face had now changed from that of a normal man into horned demon with red glowing eyes and teeth like shards of glass. My mother pulled at the raider's arm screaming at him to leave Katrina alone, the raider struck her away again; this time she didn't get up. I closed my eyes and turned away from the door of the cupboard hopelessly trying to block out Katrina's screams. The raider then through Katrina's lifeless body on the floor, he then turned and left. I just sat there in the dark cramped space of the cupboard tears swelling in my eyes. I was eight-year-old girl who had within the time space of fifteen minutes lost her twin sister and her mother. The only family I had gone; and that's something you just don't forget or forgive.
*
Running, I was always running. Never In my life had I stopped running. I was only eight when the raiders came and murdered my family (and half the children in Ferndale (my one and only old home). My life had been hectic since the day Maria Rosland was told the prophecy of her down fall. Ten years ago her fear grew too great to ignore and she realized that she should have dealt with the matter when it first arose. I was eight when she realized that my generation of children could choose not to obey her. This scared her beyond belief. Because someone, anyone with that power could prove to be very problematic. Maria Rosland is one of many Menerfesters (people with magical abilities). But since Maria Rosland’s ability is one of the more powerful gifts known to man. Her power is suggestion, so she can put thoughts, memories and ideas into anyone’s head. So as you can imagine when she learned that my generation could and would ignore every thing she said; Maria knew it was time to send out the raiders and obliterate the problem.
Now that 99.9% of my generation are dead. Maria is happily ruining everyone’s lives to her liking and me well let’s just say Maria Rosland’s got another thing coming. Because Ten years ago she murdered my family, nine years ago I found out about her powers and eight years ago I found out about mine.
