Isabel The Lightning Princess - Chapter 8 They Came For Her 3
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She gets to her house and knocks on the door, but no one answers, she turns the door nob and it opens..
“Mum, dad I’m home..” she enters the house and smells something nice.
“Hmm mum’s at it again.” she goes to the kitchen and sees her mum and dad.
“Daddy, mummy.. ”
“Isabel”.. She rushes and embrace her daughter.
“Isabel darling. Where have you been? Its 11pm.”
“I’m sorry mum, I was at Jasper’s” she hugs her father.
“Why didn’t you call us? We were worried sick”.
“I’m sorry mum, Jasper tried but your lines weren’t going through. ” she said looking down.
“Hey babe, I’m sorry, but I felt something happened to you. ” Her mother said cupping her face in her palms.
“I can see that mum, you’ve decided to kill the neighbours haven’t you? ”
“You know I cook when I’m worried.” her mum replied feeling shy.
“There’s nothing to be shy about sweetheart, you needed to see your mum, she was a worried freak. You made her worry Isabel”.
“I’m so sorry dad, mum. I was attacked on my way home. ”
“What !!!! “… they both replied in shock and her mother rushes to check up on her.
“I was almost raped mum. I was scared. I fought at first but I was injected with a sleeping drug immediately they attacked, but I removed the injection on time before its whole content went in, so I was dizzy so much, it was hard fighting. When they caught me and was taking off my clothes, I screamed and something strange happened. They flew away, I used lightning. I don’t know how but I did. I was about killing them, but Jasper came and stopped me, I passed out and he brought me to his house. That’s where I have been since. ” Isabel explained.
She looked at her parents and saw showlck written boldly on their faces.
“Mother, father, who am I? My dreams have progressed recently, I saw a child and she was called the lightning child, but she had silver hair, but I have black. How am I related to her, them, the royal family of that kingdom?. Please answer me. ” she said crying.
“You are the daughter of Queen Isabella and King Axel, heir to the throne of Gandera. The Lightning Child. ”
“Who’s there? Show yourself. ” her father said while blocking his wife and child.
A man wearing all black trousers, shirt and a jacket came within their line of sight with four other men behind him, all dressed in black.
“My my, what do we have here? Impressive, if I do say so myself. You hid her well Elizabeth. ” said the man taking a step closer.
“How did you find her? ” her father asked taking a fighting stance.
“You think you could hide her forever? Aiden how could you be so foolish.”
“Mum, dad who are these people and what are they doing here. Why did he call me the lightning child? ” asked the confused Isabel.
“She has no idea of who she is. Isn’t this splendid. ”
“Mum, answer me please. Am I really the heir to the throne, who are the people he mentioned. I don’t look at all like the lightning child. Please make me understand” she cried.
“How touching… I must commend your magic, you changed her appearance making it had to recognize her. If not for her aura which is so alike to her mother’s, I would never have found her… Oh I forgot to mention, soon to be former heir. We are taking her. Get her. ”
One of the men rushes forward but stops when he gets close to them, her mother raises her right hand in mid air and bends her palm side ways, the man’s neck broke and he fell down dead.
“If you come any bit closer, you’re dead. You are not taking her you traitor Ferdinand. It won’t be easy trying to take her ” her mother spoke stepping out from her husband’s blockage.
“I never said it was going to be easy. You can’t beat me”.
“I’m a better mage than you. ” said Elizabeth.
“Perhaps then, but not anymore. I’ve had 18 good years of training, where as you have been playing baby sitting. Get the girl at all cost”. Ferdinand commanded his men and they attack.
Soon a fight broke out. While her father was busy fighting Ferdinand, her mother fought against the remaining men. Later a man sneaks behind Isabel and caught her.
“Drop your weapons and stand down.”
Heads turn to see a man dressed in black holding a knife to Isabel’s throat.
“I would not repeat myself again. Stand down, get on your knees”.
They do as he commanded.