Monks haven

The fall of an Age

Chapter1

A hum of a motor echoes over the landscape of the peaceful town of Bedezna. The car is an old moddel but still reliable as its owners always says.

This small red car belongs to the Wilson's, a family of three. Gena Wilson is a woman which seems to be in her thirties and is currently driving home from work. She is a yoga trainer in the city and a healer/dokter/veterinarian here in Bedezna. Her husband Robert (age 32) is a writer and a historian, his expertise are of the Age of Wiron and the three siblings who started it, where now one of them is on the throne and started the new Age of Wendy in which they currently live. The last one of there family is there daughter Susan who is turning eight this month.

"Aaaah Susan is at her friend Christy tonight, I can not wait for some alone time with rob. Who knows, maybe we can even go to the movies tonight!" Gena says to herself while she drives into her drive way. She gets out of the car holding the present they decided to get Susan for her birthday, a small pink stuffed sword. Wow she is really like her mother trying to hit and kick everything, Gena thinks to herself and with a smile opens the door to her house.

"Honey I am ho-" she cuts off her sarcastic line as she quickly side steps a dagger passing through the space she was in a few moments ago.

"Big sister!, how nice of you to join us traitor." A charming female voice says from the couch. Gena and her sister are different in the same ways. Gena wears alot of jewels, has golden hair to her waste, blue eyes and a kind face. Her sister has dirty blond hair to her shoulders, grey eyes, unadorned except for the various sheaths that no one could see and has a beautiful but cruel face beyond the normal specrum of beauty. They both have bodies that would have shamed a greek goddesses but that made sense given there training.

"Wendy, what are you doing here, where is Rob." Gena says as she slowly leans against the wall.

"Probally in a ditch somewhere, you know goons are to lazy to expose of the bodies properly"

Wendy starts to smile and in seconds hurls three daggers at her sister while jumping off the couch with a fourth dagger in her left hand. Gena taps the wall three times with her thump and twice with her pinky while she ducks. The wall crumbles and reformes in front of her just as the daggers would have hit and cuts off her view from her sister. She puts her foot on the wall and jumps back towards her car. Wendy steps out of the shadows in the drive way and reaches out with her mind to her sisters guilt while she strikes out with her dagger making the blade seem longer as shadows attach to it. Her sister feels the intrusion in her mind and quickly kicks towards her sister as she ducks under the shadow blade, she then while kicking twists her foot in a way that forces the wind to create a vortex around it. Wendy doges the kick as her dagger swings over her sisters head. She realises to late what her sister is planning as she hears the quick sequence of taps on the ground. Wendy tries to jump away but the vortex around her sisters foot is not pushing air out but sucking it in making Wendy's movement's to slow.

Boom! The ground beneath Wendy explodes as earth and fire erupts from beneath her creating a pool of lava at her feet. She jumps back letting the shadows cary her to the wet grass.

Wet grass!! Her mind screams at her to late as the water around her feet curl up to her waste and freezes solid, at the whistled command from her sister, trapping her. Gena starts walking to her, tears on her face.

"Why could you not just leave us alone!!! We where no threat to you!!!" She screams at her sister.

"Why, why" Gena starts to mumble as she falls to the ground in tears.

"You are and will always be a threat to me, sister. You just trapped me, your queen, in ice even after years of not practising the techniques." Wendy says in a calm voice as she feels her mind entering her sisters, making the guilt grow and blossom.