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Supernatural Pursuit

Updated on October 29, 2011

Patrick and Mara's Pursuit


Rippling Windshield


Two hours ago their life had been idyllic. It’s funny how life can change in a split second. Their gryph had delivered a note from Mara’s home. On the note was one word, “Flee”. She and Patrick had gathered together a few essentials and bundled up daughter Rhianna. Ten minutes later they were driving north on Highway 35 following a predetermined route set up with Mara’s kin in case such an emergency should happen. “They must not capture her, Patrick. It would mean the end.”

Mara became silent again twisting the wedding band on her left hand. Patrick focused on their destination, willing himself to think of nothing else. Bright lights from behind illuminated the windshield. The glaring light made it difficult to see what lay ahead. Rain falling in sheets worsened an already bad situation.

“Mara, I think they’ve found us”, stammered an ashen-faced Patrick. Mara turned, “They can’t have. Oh, we were so careful.”

Focusing again on what needed to be done, Patrick accelerated the sedan. An incline in the highway shifted the focus of the pursuers’ headlights and allowed him a clear view. A steep valley appeared to their right.

“Get Rhianna out of her car seat now”, barked Patrick.

Mara fumbled momentarily with the locking mechanism. Lights again illuminated the interior of the car and the panic in her eyes was evident.

“I’ve got her”, Mara screamed. Rhianna wailed instinctively as she was yanked from the seat.

On the windshield, passenger side, were two strange crystals – one red, the other green. Patrick nodded and Mara pressed the green crystal. The highway and sharp drop to the right disappeared as a foreign view became visible through the windshield. Mara repeatedly pressed the green crystal, a different scene appearing each time. The lights behind them indicated the pursuers were closing the gap. Three figures appeared in the windshield and Mara removed her hand from the crystal. Patrick and Mara unbuckled themselves. Patrick turned the sedan sharply to the right. Holding tightly to her child Mara and then Patrick who tapped the red crystal sharply, pushed off the seat into the windshield which, like water when pierced by a stone, rippled and then was still. The sedan continued its rapid descent, Icrashed and then exploded on the valley floor.


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      sedotwc 5 years ago from Indonesia

      a perfect delivery made ??me sad and I hope no one will experience these adverse events.

      is there any implied meaning of your writing?

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      Teresa Coppens 6 years ago from Ontario, Canada

      Oops, see the hub Evolution of Kezia for the connect. Forgot I'd changed the name!

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      Teresa Coppens 6 years ago from Ontario, Canada

      Thanks for the positive feedback all. I have a story rattling around in my head and this part popped out as it was. All three of my boys are in football and until my feverish traveling from one practice to the next slows you'll have to wait for the next installment. Check out my other hub, The Awakening if you haven't already. The story lines will connect possibly at some time. I haven't decided if this will be a separate story or connect to that one already started. I will be adding more. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

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      Rosemary Sadler 6 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      Gripped from the first sentense to the last. As writeronline says... where do we go from here?

      Avery good read and left your readers wanting more.

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      writeronline 6 years ago

      I've been hanging in this netherworld for over 24 hours now, Teresa. Last thing I remember was the windshield morphing into a rippling portal of light, through which all of us, along with Patrick, Mara and little Rhianna were transported safely out of the car. I watched in slow motion as it fell to the valley floor, and exploded, while I was struggling to comprehend how all I've ever known about physics had been altered in that single moment.

      But since then, nothing. Total silence. I'm suspended in a mental void, wondering if I'll ever understand how that happened, whether the family made it through unscathed, have they still got Rhiannon?, and most of all, where do we go from here...

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      Becky Katz 6 years ago from Hereford, AZ

      Wow, Interesting. Rush from the moment we started to read and it didn't quit. You have set the scene dramatically and the ride is on.