Christmas Attacks, Chapter 1, Rules A Fictional Story by Sana ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ {Disclaimer: This book came off the top of my head but the sleeping curse was inspired by sleeping beauty so sorry if any other book sounds the same. It is pure coincidence} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ No one disobeys Definque's Elders. No one. Until, One Day. The Waking Day was a joyful day for everyone in Definque. It was when some of the townsfolk who were put on a sleeping spell every five years by the Cult awoke and new people were put to sleep the next day. Today was the waking day and little did everyone know that today was a Waking Day for a very powerful family. The Elders had heard of a prophecy of this talk and scoffed at it, but secretly worried that it was true. They spent hours locked up in the Grand Elder´s office trying to decipher the Prophecy. Everyone else joked that the Elders were practicing ¨Magic.¨ They weren't wrong in a way. On the Waking Day, the people of Definque prepared a feast for the people who had slept for five years, set up town square for a celebration of dancing and festivities and of course, a shrine to the Cult, thanking them for breaking the curse. A few hours till noon, Where all the villagers were gathered in the sacred sleep hall, The Westivler Family stirred slightly and the young boy moved his arms. The Sleep Curse also immobilized anyone who was under it. All the gathered people gasped in delight. Melvinda Westivler awoke first. Her Arms and legs moved then her eyes fluttered open gasping for seeing so much light. Then slowly her son, Olivder. Then her Husband, Marvelcus, And last of all Kassandra Westivler, her daughter, awoke. Now, no one but the Elders knew this but the last to awake from the Westivler Family was destined to have greater power than their family, whoever it was. The moment Kassandra awoke the Elders were terrified. Only, there was nothing to be scared about her. She looks like an innocent 15 year old girl like she was, having just woken up from a 5 year sleep. To her credit, she looked wide awake and jumped up and declared ¨Well, that was terrible and I never want to do it again!¨ and on that happy note, the festivities began, not knowing what Power lay in poor Kassandra's hands. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Cult sat in their Headquarters slowly seeing the Waking Day at Definque. They had already suspected something about Kassandra and her family when Kassandra and Olivder were young children. Olivder being younger didn't really matter but Kassandra was the one they had to worry about. She was only 1 week away from turning 16 and she was the child of the prophecy. The cult realized with a start. ¨Well?¨ One of the Cult members demanded. ¨What shall we do? We certainly can't kill her now.¨ ¨We also cannot abduct her, so what will we do Leader?¨ ¨I don't know yet Kelvinyo, I dont know. But we will not stand and be defeated by a little girl. Especially a weak one¨ The Leader sneered. This was just what they needed, another weak child who can be manipulated easily. He shared the idea that had been slowly formulating in his head for the past weeks. ¨First, we wait till the Elders ban them. Then we kill off Marvelcus and kidnap Melvinda Westivler. Those Kids won't last very long without their parents shall they? Especially the Young one, Olivder!” The Leader and Cult agreed to this plan and laughed with glee. They had forgotten one thing. No one can escape fate.
