The Unstoppable Runaway Charger

Prologue:

Alayna hid behind a boulder as she listened to the voices.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am! It will happen tonight will Alay is sleeping." A recognizable voice whispered.

"Yes sir." The other man said.

"Do not fail me Brent." The other voice said.

" I won't sir. And if all else fails, find Drake. "

"That's my boy. Now hurry along. We don't have long before sunset."

the men parted ways and left Alayna in silence. She didn't know what would happen, but it would be awful, and she had to avoid it. Even if she lost her life, she would save her family and friends.

Chapter 1

Alayna say outside the huge doorway to her brothers room. He told her to meet him as soon as possible, but he wasn't here! She had not told him yet about what she had heard, but she knew she should. Her brother was basically her best friend. They did quite a lot of things together.

Her father's footman, Brent, walked up. He gave her a confused look. "What are you doing here Miss Montana? Shouldn't you be heading to your teacher to work on your homework?" He asked.

Unlike others, I was schooled from home. Father and Mother did not approve of Foxfire. Said it was for the poorer people. So they hired some of the best teachers in the Lost Cities, to come school me and my siblings.

"I..I..but.." I snapped my mouth shut as he gave me " the  look". "Yes, Brent." I got up and walked towards my humongous room. As I went down the hall with all of the bedrooms, I put my ear to my father's office, which was also  in the hall where all the bedrooms were.

"I'm telling you, Elise. Alay is too strong of a charger to see anyone. We have to do something about it!" My father, Brandon, said.

Brandon was a huge designer. He was very famous nd was well known in the Lost Cities. He designed houses, clothes, furniture, and many  other things.

"But Bran! She's only young! We can't do anything to the poor child! Who knows what her siblings I'll do! Journee hates going even a day without her! Jennifer and Lydia are basically the same! And she's well loved!" My mother, Elise, protested.

"You've seen what she's done! She almost killed someone! She turned  my best friends  house into embers! She's dangerous!" Brandon argued.

"But Bran.." Elise started.

" Elise, this discussion is over. I'll take care of Alay, you stay out of the way. Understood? " Brandon asked, in a voice that always won an argument. 

"I..I...Yes Brandon." As Elise walked out, she whispered in a voice barely anyone would hear, " I thought you cared, Brandon. You said you did. After all these years, I guess it was just a lie. " With that, she walked out, avoiding his face.

I hid behind the door until she was gone. I then hurried to my room, not wanting to do school this morning. I jumped onto my bed and buried my head in my pillows. I cried myself to sleep, not knowing how long I would sleep. Hopefully for hours. For the rest of eternity.

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I walked to my  favorite place, as I pondered what I would do. I thought about it ever since I woke up, and no ideas had come to mind. I opened the door to the Library, scanning the area for my friends, Drake and Zane.  I didn't see them, so grabbed my homework, which was left on the table, and went to my favorite spot in the Library.

From up in the loft, I spotted my two year old sister, Journee, walk into the Library, with my 8 year old sister, Lydia. I watched them for a bit, before my eyes drifted off to another kid. He seemed to be "reading" a upside down book. I watched him for awhile, before I was scared out off my skin.

"ALAYNA HAS A CRUSH ON MYSTERY BOY!!!!" My friend, Zane, teased at the top of his lungs.

I screamed and started to fall off the loft. The loft I was on was basically a small area with a platform between bookshelves. My other friend, Drake, grabbed my hand as I fell. He hauled me back up, giving an amused look at Zane.

"Zane, you idiot! You scared me out of my wits! Why did you do that!" I exclaimed angrily.

"Th..that look! This..is..the best...day..of my..entire...life! " Zane laughed, gasping for breath.

I glared at him, before turning back in the direction of the boy. He was gone. And it was all Zane's fault. I stomped off, heading to the opposite side of the loft.

"Aww...has the little Ms. Montana got a Alayitude?" Zane teased.

"What's an Alayitude?" Drake asked, giving me an amused look.

"It's what I say when Alay has an attitude." Zane said.  

"And I hate it." I grumbled.

"Nah, you love it! And me." He grinned at my annoyance.

"No, I hate you." I grumbled again.

"Love." He said, cheerfully.

"Hate."

"Love."

" Hate. "

"Love."

"Oh for heavens sake, stop!" I cried.

He grinned and whispered to Drake, "Love."

I glared at them and climbed down the ladder. I stomped out of the Library and down the hall. When I was certain Drake and Zane couldn't find me, I ran down a few balls and checked several rooms, looking for Mystery Boy.

I found him. But not  the way I wanted to. I had turned a corner and slammed right into him, and all the clean laundry he was carrying, tumbled to the floor.

"What on earth.." He started. He snapped his mouth shut when he saw who it was. " I'm sorry, ma'am. " He helped me up and went to grab the laundry.

I bent down and grabbed most of it. "It's okay!" I said as he started to protest. " I slammed into you so I get to do you a favor. Where do you want it? " I asked.

He knew better then to argue with Brandon Montana's daughter, so he motioned for me to follow him. 

"I'm Theodore. But please call me Theo." He said, avoiding my face. " I'm Alayna. " I said.

He nodded and brought me down a few halls. Suddenly, he grabbed my shirt, and shoved me into the nearest empty room.

"You have something I want, Alayna. And I will kill you if I have to, to get it."