FireBird
FireBird
By Robbie Crewso
Book One
The Hunters
Prologue
6 Years Ago
It was raining. That’s what the Hunters always remembered; the rain. Thunder rolled and lightning flashed in the dark havens. While down on earth Mary Jane Hunter (nay Brook), lay dieing. Having just given birth to her 9th child. Mary was too weak to continue life.
Thunder rolled.
Mary looked at her nine children. Three big boys, five healthy girls, ans one tiny baby boy.
Lightning flashed.
“His…Name… His name is Theron!” Mary told the children. The baby named Mary’s time was up.
Thunder rolled.
Mary breathed her last and died. All the children cried. Except for two, Theron and the second eldest girl in the family. Jenica. She knew Ma was dead, but she wouldn’t cry. She had promised Ma that. Jenica took Theron to the Big room. It was were the eating room and kitchen was. Sitting in Ma’s old rocking chair she gently rocked back and forth. Waiting for Pa. He came an hour later, he had not even been there wen Theron was born. The five Hunter girls had been the midwifes for their mother. Benjamin Hunter looked at Jenica. Who still was in the rocker with the new baby. Jenica looked at her Pa and said.
“His name is Theron.
Ma Died giving birth to him. We tried Pa we really did. But there was nothing we could do.
Sorry.”
Chapter 1
Runaway
“NO!! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO OUR FAMILY!! MA WOULD NEVER HAVE WANTED THAT! IF YOU WANT IT LIKE THIS THEN FINE! I’M LEAVING!!”
SLAM!
Jenica ran from the horrid house away from her siblings. Away from her father, away from life it’s self. Oh how she hated them! No. Not them, HIM. Pa never under stood, never! And how dare he! How DARE he even say that! A family should stay together but he told every one that Ora, Niki and Theron were all going to be sent away! To the city! And be brought up with Aunt Ruth! Of all people Jenica HATED Aunt Ruth. The slob, as Jenica had always called her. Then the arguing how long had that one lasted? An hour? Three hours?? Jenica did not know or cared. She just ran. Twigs scratched themselves at her face and dress. Jenica felt the freedom of running grow, she was flying over the turf in the woods. Leaping over logs and streams. But…Jenica slowed down. Then they would bring her back Pa would win. He always won after an argument.
But…….
Not this time! This time she’d stay away! A day or maybe three! Jenica sniggered that will teach them! Jenica ran again faster than ever. For at least hours she ran in the woods. Jenica was lost totally lost, hopelessly lost. But she did not care she was Free! Tired Jenica slowed down, a mountain of rock was in front of her. Curious Jenica with some difficulty climbed it and looked around. Tree’s were every were, and smoke from fires not far off. But to the west was hills and plains. The prairie, Jenica always wanted to go there. But what were those fires for? Jenica slid back down the the pile and made her way around it. It did not take long to find the fires. But wen Jenica saw who was around them she panicked. They were Natives! Savages! Jenica turned to run!
Then fell into darkness.
Chapter 2
Two Days Of Hell