“No thanks, I’ve already eaten,” Brant replied. “So how are you Cindy? You must be under a lot of stress at the moment. It must be really hard for you with your mum and everything else that’s been happening,” said Brant.
“I don’t really want to talk about that right now,” Cindy disclosed. Reminded of her mum again she hesitated, she didn’t feel very hungry anymore.
“Where are Callie, Chelley and Amy?” Brant inquired.
“Michelle and Amy are looking for Callie,” she responded, “She didn’t come back from her run this morning.”
“Oh,” a look of alarm crossed his face.
Cindy pushed her bowl forward and said, “Tell me all about this, Brant. About all these powers and what we use them for… and who killed my mum,” Cindy asked with a brave face.
Brant changed his position in his seat as if he were uneasy about telling her, “Here’s the explanation,” he announced. “This whole ordeal is about a statue, but not just any statue, a statue that has powers. It’s called the Mentoh and anyone who touches it gains those powers, but the thing is there’s a Protector. Now, this generation’s Protector is an evil one and he does everything he can to stop people who come near the statue from leaving.” He told her.
“How come I have powers then?” Cindy queried.
“Because your dad, Evan, touched the statue and if anyone who touches the statue has children, they inherit those powers.” Brant explained.
“And that’s how my dad died,” Cindy gathered. “From the Protector.”
“Yes, like all the other three girls’ fathers, but that’s not all. The current Protector is working with an evil corporation called Hartono Enterprises. And instead of using the powers of the statue for good, Hartono Enterprises have been using it for evil. I think they’re planning on using it to take over the government, then go even further. But they can’t do that.”
“Why not?” Cindy asked. This whole thing seemed a bit farfetched, but she continued to listen anyway.
“To fully master the statue they need this,” Brant pulled, what looked like a paperweight, out of his pocket and placed it on the table. Noticing her skepticism he told her, “The statue rests on it.” He went on, “We have your father to thank for this, the Protector forgot to take it with him after he killed your...”
Cindy rose to her feet, knocking over her chair in an angry rage, “So you sent my dad just so you could get that? You knew he would die, didn’t you? How could you do that? Do you have a heart or a just a cold hearted bastard!?” she shouted at him.
“Cindy, you’ve gotta think about how many lives he’s saved by doing that. All we need to do is get the statue then destroy it so no more evil can be done,” Brant defended himself.
“It’s still not good enough!” Now that Cindy knew the truth about her father, she was somewhat disappointed. She didn’t expect him to be involved in this stupid statue business… “How are we meant to destroy this statue anyway, if it has magic powers and all?” Cindy started pacing back and forth.
“With this,” Brant said, reaching into his pocket again.
“Great, what is it? Another paperweight? How many people died trying to get that?” she snapped.
“Cindy calm down. I want you to have this.” What he pulled out of his pocket this time was a stunning gold ring, with an opal embedded on the top. “But you can’t tell the others about it, understand? Keep it a secret from them.”
“Why me?” Cindy asked curiously, she reached out her hand. She couldn’t take her eyes off it; it was as if she were attracted to it.
“It’s the way it’s meant to be Cindy…” Brant said as he placed it in her outstretched palm.
Michelle and Amy burst through the door, surprising Cindy and Brant. Cindy enclosed the ring tightly in her hand so they couldn’t see it. “Brant! I’m so glad you’re here,” Michelle panted, they’d obviously been running. “We found this note,” she handed him a piece of paper with messy writing scribbled on it, “Callie’s been kidnapped!” she cried out in dismay.
2 comments:
Okay, hang in there. Re-reading this chapter bored me, but hopefully you'll get something out if it. I suppose it explains stuff a little, but yeesh. What a snooze!
Haha, it was a very expositiony chapter. But was still fun to read and try to suss out what's going to happen next. (Maybe your problem with it is that you also explain some things that've already been established/explained - but let's go easy on your 15 year old self!) Plus you swore. Naughty. :p
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