Hazard - Olga Burshtun (classic children's novels .TXT) 📗

He stood over her and watched her body trembling. A pale face distorted grimace of fear mixed with rage and helplessness.

Now her inner world burned, torn apart and die.

Human nature is up to leave the mind that suddenly realized that he was not born among men.

Shaman, which met this child, awakened her blood, and now ... now there was no turning back. Among the people, waiting for her only death.

“Drink...” he rolled up his sleeve and looked into her eyes, brutalized by fear, anger and pain.

At first, the answer was a hiss - a girl sneerd, huddled in a corner. He shook his head, seeing as girls body sways with the slightest movement.

“Drink my blood or you will die...” calmly he repeated, still looking into her eyes. “You are no more turning back.”

The girl blinked, took a couple of steps forward and dug her teeth into the hand of Man. He just nodded and whispered.

“Everything will be fine, Amarna. Everything will be alright.”

Autumn usually comes along with frost. Riot of color fades under the breath of the northern winds, sun hides behind the clouds more often, painting world into downcast grey tones.

But autumn also brings rains, gold and crimson colors, meetings of old friends.

Like today, after having a good long talk during break, Aria came up to the roof, enclosed for safety reasons with transparent net. From there she watched the city life, enjoying the last moments of passing summer.

Soon enough they will not let anyone onto the roof, when Season of Rains will rightfully invade their small, but busy city.

Aria sighed, clenching thin chains of the net with her fingers.

In the schoolyard, right under the fence, old oak spread its luxuriant crown. It shed his leaves last, pleasuring students and teachers for couple more months with lush bright fire-red color of its crown. But today melancholy of Aria could only possibly relieve sunshine, sliding over the surface of the sea – sweet memory from the summer time.

Today she was in the new school uniform, spick and span; new pens and pencils in the pencil case; new bag over the shoulder. But all, what Aria wanted was just to recall once more of the passed, once again, summer. That was the reason why she climbed the fourth floor of this rectangular building: school No129, specialized school of foreign language study. But, this was just a plain title, nothing more. Language lessons were taking just a bit more of the school schedule, than, lets say, mathematics. Everyone, whom Aria wanted to see today, she already met, talked about passed summer holidays, sea vacation and upcoming school year.

Aria stepped a little bit closer to the safety net. Right before her feet stretched clean schoolyard, roads and lawns, planted with flowers; further until horizon stretched out countless echelons of stereotyped buildings, lashes of grey asphalt. Passers-by appeared here and there, crossing the pedestrian crossing, measuring the pavement with each step.

Monotonous, anonymous life of alien to her people, colorful cars, rectangular houses, though they all shared one city called very exotic East Garden to each other, these people and she were completely strangers. Society to some extent had no need in Aria, so she calmly got along without its attention.

Let them live, run to school, work and shopping, wander through the rows of display cases, look into the windows of the first floors, and ride on a beautiful sedans and SUVs.

Aria allowed herself to smile and raised her eyes to the sky. Sun immediately dazzled her gray-blue eyes.

The girl fell into the memories of leisure time, light, salty waters of spaciousness, the white beach and colorful lounge chairs.

Behind her came a rustle. Very light, as if someone picked up a paper bag being spilled. Aria decided to ignore it.

Who know who else took into head to get out and get some fresh air, besides until break lasts, no one will try to order her into the stuffy rectangle class.

“You know, carelessness has always been your shortcoming,“ Said someone and this time girl simply couldn't not to turn around.

She turned around just to meet gazes with an unknown young man. First thing, what Aria noticed to herself was, what stranger was tall and fully dressed in black. Eye-shine of this slim swarthy stranger's disturbed heart for some reason, but Aria could not understand what it was.

His smooth, light-skinned face seemed to her unfamiliar, unlike saturated piercing blue eyes.

Such could only be obtained if one wore special tinted contact lenses. Young man was very cute and surely a lot of Aria's female classmates would like him. His clothes were fresh, ironed, clean, throughout was seen certain charm, but he was clearly not dressed for the weather.

Aria was without a jacket in a blouse with short sleeves and checkered skirt, and even like this she felt hot. How this strange guest could stay under the midday sun, in dense long coat and a black suit underneath it - remained unclear.

But he seemed quite happy, very calm and confident.

“I beg your pardon?“ Aria replied, though at first she wanted to remain silent.

“Greetings, Amarna,“ in a smooth, clear voice continued dark-haired man.

Aria's eyes widened, as she heard this name not the first time and not only from his lips.

She leaned her back against the net, hammered into the floor. For a second all jumbled up inside, as if someone took her mind and stuffed it into a blender, mixing all up heavily.

Now, Aria was silent, her fingers clutching smooth bars, not taking eyes off the self-confident, impassive stranger.

He did not come closer, to the delight of Aria, but was not going to leave anywhere also.

Autumn breeze what has brought along a scent of an early cold and the latest flowers, stirred gently curls of a black hair disbanded behind the back of the girl, and the wings of a long old-fashioned cloak of the stranger.

“I was waiting for this meeting. For long five centuries.“ Stranger said evenly, remaining motionless under the breath of the increased wind.

Aria felt chills - from the sudden breeze and the steady gaze of the man, and from unclear emotions, filling her.

“Only Amarna has the power to handle the upcoming disaster,“ continued the Stranger in the same steady voice. Aria remained by the fence. Having no courage to run anyway, she have found the courage to answer.

“What are you talking about?“ Aria decided to pretend. Sometimes a sweet lie can be preferred over a bitter truth.

“Time for you to come back,“ he moved finally, stretched out his right hand to the girl, invitingly beckoning her towards him.

However, Aria had no intention to go anywhere, especially with this particular suspicious person, especially now.

“I'm not going anywhere“ she said, turning her eyes to the picturesque town.

When she turned back to the mysterious stranger, he has appeared in front of her, so close that the heart of the girl sank in chest. Aria tried to retreat, but there was nowhere to.

Blue eyes of the stranger, of color of sea ultramarine, were creating a pressure on the girl, as if she was under the muzzle of the gun; there was no way to ignore their stare.

“Go away!“ Aria forced a whisper, feeling alarm rising inside, “ Go away, before I didn't call for help! “Whom do you call? Here, only you and me,“ his undisturbed face lit up with a strange, ominous smile.

“I will find someone to call!“ Boldly replied frightened girl, trying to hide her fear deep in her heart. But he could see it - his eyes looked straight into her soul, distinguishing its slightest vibrations.

“I would not advise you to rebuke me,“ he whispered into her face, Aria had no words to respond to him.

Fortunately, they were not needed. From the direction of the metallic door and stairs leading to the roof came crashing sound.

Was such a feeling, as if a truck has hit a wall of a building on a full speed and had no intention to stop. The ground shook under the feet.

Glance of Aria rushed to the exit of the sun-drenched roof.

Directly in front of dyed in gray and white tones wall collapsed something very big, bulky and uneven.

It writhed with terrible force, pounding on the wall and bounced on the roof.

If to some student, senior or junior, took it to climb to the roof now, a wave of terror would certainly have overwhelmed him.

Monster similar to that now desperately fluttered in the sunshine by deploying layers of his skin, you could only see on television in the night horror film.

“It has began,“ whispered Aria, sighing in annoyance. When she turned eyes to her unusual companion, the man had already disappeared.

On the flat roof there remained only she one-on-one with a monster from a nightmare.

Normal girl school student probably would have screamed, fainted or fled aimlessly. But Aria remained firmly standing by the fence, watching as the creature reveals, shedding one chrysalis after another.

In another way, it would not have penetrated to this remote world, at this time.

Layer upon layer of transparent slime flowed, covering that part of the roof, where it appeared, with a smooth crust.

“Aria!“ The voice came from the door, belonging to a young girl in a school uniform - one of the classmates of Aria.

Aria's attention shifted from terrible, hungry and disgruntled monster nearly extricating from protective layers to the blond-brown girl with a kind face and blue eyes.

The girl smiled cheerfully. Her eyes quickly found her friend near the mesh netting, and she waved hand, quickly climbing up the stairs.

Soon she will be on the roof and then turns out to be dangerously close to the eerie slime-covered creature escaping to the outside world.

“No, Rina! Stay there!“ In despair Aria started screaming and waving her hands, trying to warn her friend.

But the girl only smiled and skipping rushed toward her death.

“No!“ shouted again Aria, before she realized that Rina can not hear her.

“What are you talking about? I can not hear!“ she pointed to the ears, behind which flashed two tight ponytail.

Aria swore silently in all colorful words that could know, but not applied in the speech.

“Rina, freeze, now!“ Aria cried when the legs of her friend stepped on the gray surface of the roof. Rina did not