The Society of Heroes Book One: Chapter One~Page Two

I silently made my way back to my room. Knowing I needed to try getting some more sleep. Crawling into the covers, and laying her head on the pillow she fell asleep once again. In the morning she woke to the smell of fresh coffee brewing, and the sound of her mother walking around the kitchen making breakfast. She lifted the blankets off her body, yawning, while heading down the stairs to eat before heading off to her high school around the corner. When she came to the large table in the middle of the dining room her mother came in, her apron still on, and her greying hair up in a tight ponytail. Holding two plates in her hand she set them nicely on the place mats.

 Taking a seat next to me she said, "I'm working late tonight at the diner so you'll have to make your own dinner or do you want me to order some pizza?" after taking a few bites of her food. It was normal for my mom to work late.

"Pizza would be great, would you mind if I had Liz and Carl over to watch a movie or something." Liz and Carl had been my best friends since first grade, and were like family to me.

 "Ok, just make sure you clean up after yourselves if you decide to have another food fight ok?" My mother asked knowingly
  

 "Alright I promise." I got up out of my chair put my dish in the sink and headed toward

"I have to go." I waved as I went out the front door.

The Society of Heroes Book One; Chapter One~Page One

I ran towards the men that were holding my mother. My feet ached and my throat was burning from the long walk I had just taken.

I approached the leader making myself speak "Please I'll give you anything, just don't hurt her." The dark haired man laughed, like I had told the funniest joke in the world.

"Bring out the woman." He said, in a loud gruff voice, to the tall blond boy that looked to be about my age.

"Yes, sir." He walked inside, a minute later he had my mother. Her hands in ropes looking very pale. 
 She looked at me with life less eyes, she said with all the energy left in her, "Felicity leave now RUN!"

 The big man took a small knife out before I could even respond to my poor mother, and put it to my mom's throat

"NO PLEASE!" but, it was too late he had already killed her.

 I woke still in bed my hands were clammy and I was sweating through my clothes. I had been having the same nightmare every night for weeks, always the same---my mother was kidnapped, she told me to run, and then the man killed her in front of me. As much as I tried to convince myself it was just a dream I still had to go check on my mom, I stepped quietly down the hall careful not to step on the noisy board in the middle of the hallway. Finally making it to the master bedroom I peeked inside. She was still asleep in her big comfy bed.....safe.