Daughter Of The Sun (Draft)

Betrayals

She gaped at the work sight before her, men were hauling crates onto the deck of ships. A cave loomed to her left, a waterfall springing off of a ledge up into the dark. More ships were hidden in the shadows of the cave's walls. Never had Commander Jamison mentioned this place to her. It was a hidden harbor. This had to be where the smuggling was happening.

Evelyn's attention drew to a pair of men, opening a crate for a figure cloaked in black. His hood was drawn up making it hard for her to see who it was.

Inside, the crystals caught the light, shimmering in the slightest waver from the torches and lanterns hung above them. Evelyn recognized from her history books, the look of them the size of small pebbles. Star shards. That's what they were called.

The most prized and rare of jewels. For a crateful of them... The thought made her dizzy.

The man ushered them to take the crate away, and onto the ship. Evelyn had to stop this madness. Wherever Jett went, she had to tell him.

The cloaked figure paused and turned his head upward. On reflex, she skittered back from the ledge. Too Close.

She moved back to the small house, more like a shed, in her opinion.

She peeked through the window and found no one in the house, which was one room.

Evelyn went to open the door, she had to find more information. She turned the knob. It didn't budge.

She cursed under her breath and looked behind her. The key she realized, he had it. Walking back to the window she tried to find a way to open it, but it didn't seem to budge either. If she were to break it, the commotion would cause alarm.

Evelyn needed to find that letter, she peered through the window looking, at the table in the corner. No letter sat on its surface.

The world whizzed by as she was thrown away and slammed to the ground. Her lungs screamed, making her cough.

"Who are you?" The man asked, pinning her down by her arms.

She was such an idiot.

At her lack of replying he opened his mouth to sound the alarm. With all her force she whipped her arms down and kicked her knees upward. He hollered out to anyone around to hear. Turning her head to the side the dirty man's body crushed her face, and taking no time to pause, rolled over him and punched him in the nose repeatedly.

He stayed motionless underneath her.

With hurried hands she patted him down for any letter. Her hands passed over his pocket and she felt a lump. Shouts echoed below her, making her yank out the letter. Frantically she bolted for the forest and willed her mind to hide herself.

With no idea where she was going, Evelyn blindly tore through the trees, in the direction she depicted where the shore was. Her sense prickled again, and she felt a fast approaching presence behind her. She veered her direction and the fast approaching footsteps mirrored her actions. How? She was hidden. Evelyn continued to zig zag her direction.

For a moment, that presence ceased chasing her. Maybe it was Jett. She skidded to a stop and peered into the forest. The veins at the edges of her eyes tingled, giving her view of the forest.

"Jett?" She called.

Wind met her ears in answer. Where had he gone?

Her mark tingled, and she scanned the trees heading its warning.