Author: x Ragdoll Kitty x PM
Amelie finds a baby girl on her doorstep one night and brings her in. She seems normal ... or is she? (I have updated a few chapters!)Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Amelie & Oliver - Chapters: 7 - Words: 7,829 - Reviews: 20 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 12-08-12 - Published: 02-21-12 - id: 7858982
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Sorry for the extremely long delay I had bad Writers Block and couldn't be bothered. I saw this program on TV and got inspiration and decided to give it a go.
Enjoy and review!
"Make that 400. Females live less longer than males." Sarah Jane said again.
"How can you be that old?" I said her. Sarah Jane shook her head.
"I am not not that old. That is my life expectancy." She said. I stared at her.
"How old are you then? Because you are obviously..."
"296 years old." Sarah Jane said cutting me off. I blankly stared at her. Then I got up and went to the kitchen, opened the window and got some un-necessary air but at this moment in time I needed some. I went back in and Sarah was watching TV.
"Right. Let me get this straight. You are from the Scarlet System which is 4 galaxies away from Earth, your life expectancy is 400 years and right now you are 296 years old?" I asked her. Sarah Jane looks at me and nods.
"How is that possible?! Your human looking and eat and drink and..." I held my head.
"Mommy was wrong. I am not human. I have 2 stomachs and I have violet blue blood." She said. I almost puked.
"Why do you have 2 stomachs?"
"One for meat, the other for vegetable matter." Sarah said.
"I feel sick." I said.
"Don't think about it. Can you make a call for me?" She asked.
"What to your dad?" I asked. She shook her head.
"To Siobhan. On Assyria." She said.
"Why were you abandoned in the first place?" I asked, ignoring the question.
"It was to protect me." Sarah said. The door opened and Amelie walked in. She looked at me.
"What is wrong, Michael. Your paler than normal."
"Amelie, please believe me. Sarah Jane is from a different planet."
"I gathered that." She said with no expression.
"And she is 298 years old she has blue blood and her life expectancy is 300 years." I said, pretty sure I got that all wrong, but Sarah never piped in to tell me.
"Vampires have an un-limited life span and has darker blood. How are we different." Amelie said.
"Because she has 2 stomachs!" I said.
"Sure." Amelie said disbelievingly.
"Come on, Sarah time to go home." Sarah Jane got up and collected her toys but not before making a phone gesture to me.
How in the world am I supposed to phone someone is is on a freaking different planet?!
You don't that's how.
Amelie's point of view
We had just got to the car and I lifted Sarah Jane in then went in myself and the guard closed the door and went in the drivers seat and pulled away.
"So how was your time with Michael?" I asked.
"It was good." She said. She never says much. She must be one of them quiet children.
"Can I stay with Oliver? Claire says he is really nice." She said. I shook my head. "I never get to see him."
"Because he is not to be trusted. He is dangerous." I told her. She stared out of the window. I sighed. When the driver pulled up outside my house and opened the door to let us out Sarah Jane got out and turned to me.
"Mommy who is that?" She pointed and I looked. There was a slightly pale woman with dark/pale hair and slightly large eyes just standing there. She wasn't a vampire or human; I didn't get that vibe form her and I didn't hear 1 heartbeat. It was more like 2.
"I don't know. Leave please. You are not welcome." I said and gestured for Sarah Jane to follow.
Sarah Jane's point of view
I followed mommy to go inside then the person spoke with an accent. I turned and saw she removed her disguise and she was one of the Assyrians from the Assyrian planet. She quickly put back her disguise. I knew who she was but her name was vague.
"What is your name?" I asked her.
"Sarah Jane come on." Mommy called to me.
"Wait a minute." Mommy sighed.
The lady said her name in her accented voice and then I clapped.
"Have you got Siobhan?" I asked. She nodded her head.
"Sarah Jane." Mommy said.
"Wait." I called back. I heard footsteps and was picked up.
"Mommy I want to talk to Emilia!" I shouted.
"Talk to her another day." She said, slightly irritated and brought me inside. I instantly climbed down and went to the window. Emilia still stood there and she looked at me.
"I'll see you tonight." I called through the partially open window. She nodded and vanished in yellow spiral.
"You won't be going anywhere tonight. I have no meetings to attend to." Mommy said.
"I want to go around Michael's house." I said.
"No you won't. Michael and his friends are too irresponsible, they almost got you killed when you were younger." She said.
"No I went out in the road. Let me see Emilia!" I shouted.
"No. Now no more of this. You are not going out tonight. And if I find out you have been out your punishment will be severe." Mommy said firmly. I nodded. She walked away into the kitchen and closed the door.
I sat down leaning against the wall and thought about how un-fair she was being. I creeped towards the kitchen door and saw mommy talking with Oliver. I sighed. I wondered what life with him would be like.
I couldn't hear what they were saying but they obviously liked each other. Oliver held up a bag and mommy looked like she sighed and then made Oliver put the bag by his neck and Mommy looked like she bit into it. Then Oliver pushed her away and gave her the bag which she finished off.
Oliver saw me and mommy turned around. Her eyes had turned a crimson red and I got up and ran towards the living room door and up the stairs but mommy beat me to it. I don't know how.
"Sarah Jane, wait!" She grabbed me and pulled me down with un-natural strength.
"Don't kill me, mommy." I pleaded.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"You are a demon. I have heard of them from Claire and she said that bite people and drain their fluids and leave them to die." I cried.
"Did she? Well she told lies." Mommy said and carried me upstairs to my bed then closed my door and left me to restless dreams.