First two pages.

                                                                   Prologue: 
          The Wooden floor trembled with the first explosion. Two teenagers hiding behind a half broken stoned tomb. Except their own heartbeat, they couldn't hear anything. Emma slowly kept her hand on Alex’s hand.

“Did it stop?” She whispered.

Alex read her soft pink lips and nodded negatively.

     Alex’s blue shirt turned grey with the help of ashes and dust floating after the explosion. Emma’s red scarf was around Alex’s right leg, holding the blood. When Emma tightens her grip on the hands, he peeped out, praying not to be caught.

“Master…Master” a creature with the small height, tiny hands and big red eyes. Started to shout “They are behind that tomb”

     Like a wind, green smoke crawled its way to the tomb, turning everything green. “Well…Well, my guest are here” a voice came from the other side of the tomb. Both, Alex and Emma closed their eyes tight, waiting to be killed.

                                            Chapter One:

                                       

                          Few Days Ago….

     “49…50” Alex dropped the 50lbs dumbbells and looked himself into full length mirror. Making different positions, pretending to have macho psychic.

“Cool body, Alex” he did an impression of a girl. “Well thnx, its just natural” he acted along.

“Breakfast in five minute” Mother shouted from downstairs.

“Coming…” he shouted back and took a shower, went downstairs. Alex was normal teenager, with middle height, light brown hair on fair complexion. Yes, with lean muscular physic.

     Alex pulled the chair and his elder sister Jumped in.

“Thnx, bro” victory said while texting on her phone. With a broken half smile, he moved away and took another seat.

“Its family time, vic” her mother shouted “stop texting, now”

“sure” victory whispered and put her phone down.

                            *

     Away from a long view, three persons covered with a brown gown, walking towards the small hill in the field of barley. Every step towards the hill was changing the calm and silent weather more stormy.

“It is?” The taller one whispered, removing his hands outside the gown.

“He is never wrong” the middle one said, her feminine voice was soft and vicious.

“Let’s begin, then” the last one said and stepped back, dropping a stone at the hill.

     “Time to awake the first master” the women said, still hidden behind the gown. Soon the place filled with her evil laughter. As they turned, an explosion occurred, erasing the hill in the dust. Crops near by catch the green fire and those three vanished like they never came.       

                                                      ……To be contd.