Wednesday, February 01, 2006

The Prologue of an Untitled Mystery story

PROLOGUE

The rain poured in heavy torrents in the inky darkness of the night. The wind was acting up in a frenzy, coming from different directions, howling and whipping up everything in sight. Thunder grumbled in the distance and lightning flashed across the sky, left and right, illuminating the lone figure bravely treading the flooded path towards the top of the hill. The figure swayed hard and almost toppled over the steep incline when the angry wind blew its full force. It’s as if the weather knew her intent and was trying to dissuade her from putting it into action.But it needs to be done.

The woman thought to herself. Even if it is against my will and even if doing it will be painful to me. And so with purpose and determination, she steadfastly fought the weather and went to the place where she knew she would find the person she was looking for.

In the house on top of a hill, a woman was perusing the book she held in front of her. She held the candle close to the page she just turned. As she scanned the page, her eyes suddenly opened wide in surprise and merriment. At last, she found the answer. As she read on, her face slowly transformed from shock to a smile, to a chuckle and suddenly burst out laughing as he finished the entire chapter.

"It was just so easy. The one I need was right in front of me all along," she blurted out loud. She closed the book with a snap, stood up and paced the length of her room, deep in thought, thinking of how to execute the things she just read.

She became so lost in thought that when the door slammed open, she jumped in fright. She whirled around to admonish the person who dared disturb her at this time of the night. Thinking that the intruder was a lost traveler in this storm, she was about to sent it away and told him he was not welcome when suddenly lightning illuminated the entire room.

"Crissy!" She gasped in shock when she saw that it was only her friend. But something different glinting in her eyes and bearing, she could tell.

"Good evening Tilda. Am I interrupting you?" Criselda asked. Her clothes was soaking wet and was drenching the carpet but Mathilda was rendered speechless for she has never expected this so soon. She still needs time to come up with an infallible plan.

"Of course not, Crissy. Come in, come in. You’re soaking wet. Take a sit and I will get you something to drink and some dry clothes." Mathilda replied.

"Do not trouble yourself Tilda. I won’t be long I just came here to tell you about a little problem I discovered and what I thought would be the best solution," said Criselda.

"Nonsense, my friend. You will get ill if you will not change to dry clothes." Tillie insisted.

And I need to stall you here. She chuckled to herself after silently breathing a sigh of relief as she went to the small kitchen and put the kettle over the fire. She admit she was frightened when she first caught a glimpse of her friend at the door earlier. The chill in Crissy’s eyes startled her but now she knew she was just imagining it. Her friend has just come to talk about problems, just like in the past. For a while there, she thought Crissy has learned about her plans.

"So, what is this problem you have discovered?" Mathilda asked after she gave Crissy a towel to dry her hair and her clothes.

"Remember how Master Zhor used to tell us that the we have reached the summit of our powers, and that we are powerful if we combine them and work together? " Tilda nodded and remembered the numerous times their old master has imparted those words to them."Well, I have discovered that we could become the most powerful being here on earth."

"Really? How could that be?" Chrissy feigned shock at that discovery when in fact she wanted to laugh out loud for that is just the thing she discovered tonight.

To be continued....