Chapter five, The listener

Keeychee trembled softly as she peered down the hall. She was shocked, more than ever, that a girl who she had once attempded to kill now sat, just down this hallway, talking softly.

After moving into the cottage, her life had changed. Instead of all the hard training and missions, her life now was filled with berry gathering, and cleaning. She wasn't complaining though.

Now she wanted to listen in on 'them', find out more about her 'murderee'. She started down the hallway but was stopped by a call.
"Keeychee!!!"
She sprinted down the hall then, slowly, she opened the door.
"You called?" She said timidly.
"Yes. Please could you bring us the tea on the top of the left cupboard."
"Sure." Keychee said, sighing smoothly.

5 minutes later, Keychee stood stock still outside the door. She could here nothing. Pressing her body flat against the floor, she pushed her head hard to the door.
"It was you?" Came the voice of her caregiver.
"Yes. I'm sure. She tried to kill me!" Followed the voice of the girl who she had tried to kill.

Keychee's heart took a leap. How did she know it was her?
"Yes well, I think she may have been blackmailed into it, so hard to tell, but really she is a nice girl, don't hold it against her." A slow sigh followed.

There came the sound of moving chairs. Keychee made to stand but something held her back. All to soon the door opened. Keychee looked up into the angered faces of her victims.

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Chapter Four, The Guide Lady

Kacey smiled as she skipped over the bridge, the sun shining. She headed left now aiming for the cottage on the far left hill. She was on her way to see 'The Guide Lady'. All of the village visited her to have their questions answered.

She started to a run as she slipped into the forest, it was silly to linger here as bears were thought to roam. She tripped and fell face first onto the molten ground. A foot pressed against her back and she went rigged.

"I'm not a bear. Do not worry."

The Guide Lady...it had to be! Kacey rolled over and pulled herself up.

"You shouldn't linger here!" Said The Guide Lady. "To dangerous!"

"I was on my way to see you," Kacey explained gingerly.

"In that case....off we go!"

They set out over the hill that loomed ahead until 10 minutes later meeting a friendly looking oaken cottage.

"Please, let us go in."

Kacey expected her to pull out a big brass key and unlock the door but instead she took the gold knocker in her creased had at raped it swiftly three times. They waited a minute, then two but still no - one answered.

Finally after several minutes of waiting the door creaked open.

"Hello Key." Said The Guide Lady.

The door opened wider and there stood the girl with that piercing look. The one who once tried to kill.

By Kit de Kat 83)

Chapter Three, Now for Keychee

Francesca's eyes wavered. She was beginning to think she wasn't cut out for this. Her head throbbed. Her hand shook violently and the steal knife dropped with a clatter to the ground.
"I can't do it!" She screamed her eyes filling with tears.
A group of people began to call her 'The Freak' but were quickly silenced by an old lady who then began to talk to her.

"Sweetheart, tell me whats wrong, tell me your story, open your heart...I will help you to make a cover story. I will protect you." She said her voice struggling to be warm and welcoming.
"That's very kind of you but...they will be coming for me soon! I won't be able to hide from them! They will kill me!" Francesca replied worriedly.
"Who is they?" The lady asked.
"Flying Apes," was the mere reply.
The ladies eyes opened.
"Do not tell anyone else this, you are now Keychee Mamarke, my adopted granddaughter from.... Halikianda South. My name is Penelope Mamarke, your new grandmother."
"Oh well, thank you but they will be..." Francesca was interrupted by the pot hole opening and three heartily men stepping in.

"WHERE IS FRANCESCA PEPOLEY!" One yelled his voice echoing over the entire shelter but Francesca couldn't here his last words as the second they had arrived she was sniffled away with Penelope, into another room, even deeper under the ground.
Although Francesca tried to keep her eyes focused on where she was going she couldn't help noticing Penelope whispering something into the ear of another man before she was plunged into absolute darkness.

By Kit De Kat 83)

Chapter Two, That look I see

The Waners sat to one side of the storm shelter. Peter Kacey's Dad held is arms round his three girls, Sanurita, Kacey's Mum, Kacey herself, and Paige, Kacey's younger sister. Above, the storm was raging, they could hear huge thumps as trees hit he ground, The sound of gushing water from he river, all along with a heavy swirling sound, which they new was he tornado.

Kacey thought back to the face she saw, crouching, eyes wide like she was about to go yet, when she had looked at Kacey, her eyes had grown wide, as though she had recognised her from somewhere, though Kacey was sure she had never met her.

"Mum?" Paige asked her voice waving a bit.

"Yes sweet heart?" Sunurita said softly.

"Will this storm end?" She said even more shaken.

"I don't...." Sunurita began.

The noise of the storm grew louder as the pothole was opened and a young girl stepped into he shelter.

As Francesca turned Kacey's heart slid.

The girl from before, looking at her with that horrible look her eyes wide in recognition, a steel knife in her hand.

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Chapter One, Hidden Down Under

Francesca sat hidden, deep inside the earth, waiting for the call of the Apes. As she heard heavy footsteps above her she remembered he mission, her mission to kill, bring death to the so called 'Waner' family. They, without even knowing it had torn apart the Flying Apes system.

Flying Apes was a secret society. Made up of hundreds of families trained into harsh discipline, skills, and speed. The Waners had torn this apart. Jonkihe Warner, the Warner from the previous generation, had killed the master of Flying Apes. Now they wanted to kill the girl,

Kacey as punishment for this offence.

Francesca new what she had to do. As soon as she heard the Apes called she had to make her way from the tunnel and over the bridge. Here she had to slide unnoticed into the underground storm shelter. Keeping hidden, she must steal the girl and bring her back.

Known for her agility, Francesca was ready, scared, but ready.

Hearing the thud above, she stood, and began the long tunneling journey, to the bridge.

Prologue

A piercing scream hit Kacey's ears, making her heart pound violently.
"Mum! Dad! Where are you?" She called frantically.
No answer.
She looked out the window, into the gale, the wind blustering leaves from the trees.
Running down the stairs, Kasey swung herself around, snatching her coat as she hurriedly strapped up her shoes.
Running full speed down the front path she quickly tied up her hair, desperate to make some use of her free arms.
She knew where she had to go.
It was obvious that a tornado was coming, meaning that she had to get to the underground shelter before this weather started heating up.
Down the lane, through the alley, over the bride to the small pothole above the underground shelter.
Holding her notebook in her mouth Kacey bent over, her fingers scrambling over the pothole until she found the clasp.
She took the first step down and was about to take another when she heard a scream, even more piercing than the last, echo over the bridge.

Looking up out of the pothole she saw a small child about to jump over into the rushing water and was about to cry out, but something made her look further.
This was when she first saw Flying Apes.