They were setting the table for breakfast
trying to ignore to echoes vibrating through both of their minds
of the sounds of what had happened of the night before. Janie
looked at her half brother Jordan. She knew by the look on his
face he was thinking the same as her. Janie placed the spoons
next to the bowls then plonked her slim form onto the red cushion
to wait for the cereal. Janie looked around cautiously, threw her
cardigan to the floor and held her arm out to her
'This can happen again.' she whispered as
Jordan's hazel eyes traced the black knots.
'I know.' he replied revealing his
'This is the mark of them Jordan!' the
thirteen year old hissed.
'I know.' he repeated calmly.
'This is going to put everyone in
'How can you be so calm?'
Janie couldn't hide her frustration, her
beloved brother's cool head drove her insane. They were in
danger, everyone around them was at risk, but he kept himself
calm and acted like he couldn't care less. Her blue eyes flared.
His hazel eyes looked at her, an icy glaze over the top that had
never been there at all before.
'But they look all… odd and wrong. Your
eyes, Jordan, they look... nasty.'
A snap of a twig outside made the siblings
jump. Janie looked at her brother who was alert and already on
his feet. 'They're here J.' she said, stating the obvious.
'Yes.' he whispered doing a 360' turn to face the window. He
stood protectively in front of Janie
'So this is it then? The final battle.'
Janie's voice was barley a whisper.
'Yes.' came Jordan's voice as the glass
window smashed and black forms jumped through.
They came forward slightly, acting like
drunken ballerinas. 'Eternally forever!' Janie whispered as her
and her brother drew their swords and charged
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