Aiden Cross

In the beginning...

'Hey!,Kwame whispered,'Come,come here.' Cyril ran over to where his bestfriend was hiding. He climed into the huge empty trash can by the brick wall and sat beside his friend. They stayed still and held their breaths as Jack Roberts and his crew of rowdy boys made away noisily. Cyril peeked out of the trash can. 'All clear.' He and Kwame crept out of the can slowly and aimed for the doors to the dining room in high speed. The old rusted bell was ringing and their mean pantry keeper,Mrs Louise wont allow in once the door of the dining hall was closed. They could definitely not bear that! They were starving. They burst into the room right before the big menacing door closed behind them. 'Into your seats!',hissed Mrs Louise. They crept meekly into their seats. They stared at each other blankly for a second and burst into a silent laugh. Cyril did not know why he was laughing,but he knew he was. Immediately,someone pushed his head down from behind. Kwame glanced at the culprit,gasped and also put his head down. 'The grace! All of you!',the ordering voice of Madame Devarse boomed through the silent hall. 'We invite You O Lord to our bountiful feast in Jesus name. Amen.',the whole hall uttered meekly. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud clanging,clashing and cluttering of cutlery and crockery. 'I hate thst woman.',whispered Kwame. 'I know,sometimes I feel she is a snake hidden in a woman's body.",uttered Cyril. "SILENCE!",bellowed Madam Devarse. There was an immediate hush. "Much more appealing I will say. I want to let you know that my darling Chloe will be coming to visit for her holidays."There was a wave of anxiety as Madam Devarse gave her announcement from the high table.Madam Devarse smiled fakely and arranged her flowered skirt which fit exacly on her slim figure. She made a show straightening her bright red curly her which was neatly trimmed to the nape of her neck. "My niece will be spending her holidays with us. She will be arriving from Britian in two weeks time. I don't want her with any of you brats,or more like rats. Cyril boiled with anger on hearing her call them 'rats'.Cyril stood up. "No Cyril,please sit.",whispered Kwame meekly. Madam Devarse raised her slender eyebrow."We are'nt rats,we are humans if you have'nt noticed yet Ma'm.",the whole hall gasped.Madam Devarse rolled her eyes and dramatically placed her hand over her eyes,"Sit Mr." "excuse me ma'am but, rats only live in kitchens and sewers. They do not sleep in beds, neither do they talk to or understand snakes like you." There was another loud gasp and Kwame braced himself for the worst. Madam Devarse smiled sweetly and said in a sweetly poisonous voice,"Now,now dear. You're right. Rats do sleep in kitchens and steal food so,you will sleep in the kitchen with no food for a week so you can see what a pathetic rat you are. Kwame grabbed his friend's hand and pulled him to sit.
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The noise made as the boys rushed out of the dining hall was almost  unbearable. Kwame and Cyril were completely oblivious to the hustle and bustle. Kwame gripped his friend's shoulder tightly,"You should control your anger Cyril. It's  getting totally out of hand." Cyril turned to his friend,"Kwame, all our lives we have lived in misery. Kwame, it's been eighteen years of torture. I don't say I don't regret it but....," "Your anger is getting the better of you. You should do something about it and....." Cyril interrupted Kwame,"I have had it with you!" The noise immediately stopped as the boys turned to observe the argument,"All you talk about is controlling  my anger. I don't want to. I won't. What can you do about it? Huh? Tell me,what?" With that Cyril pushed Kwame's chest and walked past him into to the kitchen and slammed it shut. Kwame blinked twice and walked angrily past the other boys into the dormitory.
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Cyril sat on the cold dark floor in the kitchen. He felt like he was bursting keeping all the anger in. He crossed his arms around his knees and hugged them tightly. He rocked back and forth but it wasn't helping. He stood up and went to the small kitchen window and looked out. He saw a tiny star-shaped star in the sky with an arrow pointing downward on it. There was a thin line crossing the star from left to right forming a cross in the star. It was the most unusual thing that could have ever existed and was plainly unbelievable.
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Cyril was walking in a dark cold forest. He was alone. How he got there, he had no idea. In between two odd looking trees was a mirror. A long oval mirror with golden symbols all around it and the sun carved neatly in the middle of the mirror. He stood before the mirror and observed his features. He was tall,slim and had short curly black hair. He had blue eyes and bright pink lips. He looked at his clothes. He looked like a prince. He took his eyes off the mirror and looked at himself. He was clothed in rags but yet, when he looked at the mirror, he saw a prince. He stretched his hand to touch the mirror.....
"Wake up boy!". He heard the grouchy voice of Mrs Louise pierce his sweet yet mysterious dream. He begun work in the kitchen, scrubbing,washing,sweeping and more and more. He work never seemed to reduce.
Cyril had finished washing the bowls and sat on the floor. He never felt so tired in his miserable eighteen years of living. He did feel like a rat. He was weak and hungry. He had been in the kitchen for four days only. Just then, a rat too big for a normal one crept before him and stared at him. He stared back. The rat's black eyes flashed blue light twice. Cyril felt his eyes flash with the creature. There was a brief noise beside him and the rat run out of sight. It was almost as if it disappeared. "Cyril? ",Kwame called out slightly in shock."Kwame",Cyril  uttered as he stood up from the floor. "Cyril,how did you ....how did you do that?"Kwame stammered.  "Do what",asked Cyril  who was completely unaware of what  had happened. "Your eyes, your eyes flashed out a bright blue light." Cyril rolled his eyes. He was in no mood to tolerate such nonsense. "Kwame,my eyes are brown,they can flash blue light. " "But I saw your eyes turn blue." Kwame argued. "You look really tired. " Cyril interrupted.
"Yeah,perhaps I am just imagining  things. I got this porridge for you. I actually sacrificed it. Don't let it go waste. Hurry, if Lou finds me in here ,  I am toast.", Kwame said. "Lou? You called Mrs Louise Lou? Is she like your girlfriend?",chuckled Cyril. "Hey,it's so bad. So bad I just wanna puke.",Kwame uttered almost immediately. Cyril bit into the old stale bread and breathed out some relief.
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Cyril came out of the kitchen finally. Kwame was grinning ear-to-ear. Cyril smiled and nodded. They hugged each other. They turned toward the garden hand in hand. "Awwww! Look at Kwame and his girlfriend Cyril walking together.",said a suppressing voice behind them. The boys around laughed. "So romantic isn't it.",it added. Kwame turned around to face the owner of the voice. "Listen, Princess",Kwame begun,"Stay away from us. I don't wanna hurt you." 'Ooooooooooo',Jack Roberts and his friends uttered. Jack Roberts hopped the first staircase to the last and they stared hard at each other. They were nose to nose and their chests touched. Jack Roberts' glaring grey eyes were too much for Kwame's dark eyes. Kwame looked away. Jack pushed Kwame and Kwame retaliated. "Fight! Fight! Fight! ",the boys who had gathered begun to chant. Cyril had had enough. He had been quiet for too long. He felt anger move through his spine,to his head and finally to his heart. His eyes blazed. "Stop!",Cyril shouted. The hallway fell silent and the boys gasped. Cyril ' eyes had turned blue. The other boys begun to run. Soon afterwards only Cyril and Kwame were left standing in the hallway. Cyril was panting. "Cyril,are you okay? ",Kwame asked in a trembling voice. "I swear I don't understand what just happened. "The Bell immediately rung in the dining room and they marched slowly toward the venue. Cyril and Kwame were on duty and were on duty and were supposed to help out in the orphanage for boys. Kinsley walked up to them,"Madame Devarse wants you outside to carry her nieces luggage to the 'royal side of the house'." They grumbled and stood up. "No lunch for us then. ", whispered Cyril. They marched outside. There was a sleek black car and out of that car emerged a back swede platform heel,followed by a smooth tanned leg and a slender, tall girl. She chewed on a gum,wore a wild makeup and her hair was long and black dyed red,green  and blue at the tips. She wore short black jeans with a thick black slanted belt and white gems attached to it. She wore a black inner with a bull's  head drawn on it and a denim jacket. They stared at her in awe. She seemed to notice it and slammed the door of the car shut. The snapped back into reality. When she gazed at them Cyril felt dizzy.