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i know its long! but pleeeze read! (sry for any bad spelling)

******"Mom are you-" his words stopped dead in his throat.  A woman with brown hair and bloody scares on her cheek appeard.  The scares looked as if they were inflicted by finger nails. Three of them, started at her eye and ended an inch or so down her cheek. She brought her hand up to her cheek and pressed hard on her wounds, bringing it back down and examaning the blood. She laughed a little."hello Victor" the woman greeted in an english accent without looking away from her hand.******

   She slowly looked up into Victors eyes, he knew who this was. The woman from the phone. He could still hear his dad pounding on his sisters door. He looked up the stairs, and behind the woman, into the kitchen, then stared at her. They kept eye contact for a few seconds, then Victor lunged at the stairs. He raced up the steps, scared for his life. Out of no where a blue orb of light zoomed past his head, landing on the banister blowing it in half. Without stopping he turned to examine the woman.  Her arm was outstreched and her hand flat. Amazingly her hand turned a neon blue, then all the blue light moved to the center of her hand, forming a ball. She streched it behind her and threw it like a baseball. Victor was at the top of the stairs so he dived forward, landing on the cold wood. The ball flew over his head leaving a hole in the wall. This all happend  within a couple seconds. He jumped on his feet, dodging two more of the lethal balls. He turned and raced to his father, whom was standing at the door, pounding it with his fist. there was no longer noice inside of the room.

"Courtney! COURTNEY!" Vern screamed. Victor grasped his fathers free hand, and yanked it down the hall with him. He tore away, "What are you doing?" he screamed at his son, turning back to the door. A blue light sped towards Vern, illuminating the hall. Victor leapt to his fathers side, grasping his arm, and dived to the hard floor taking his father down with him. "What in gods name are you-" he stoped covering his head as another orb passed over them. "What the hell" he gasped as Victor leapt to his feet. He clasped his father hand, helping him to his feet. They both dashed down the hallway to Vern and Bevs room. Vern tripped as he entered the room, sparling to the floor. Before he could avoid it Victor tripped over his father and crached to the floor. Without hesitation he turned and kicked the door closed. His father jumped to the door and locked it. His hands were a ruby red, and he was carressing his left shoulder.  Victor knew it was from attemting to breech Courtneys door.

    Without warning a blue orb shot threw the wooden door, flying across the room and breaking through the window.  Vern quickly crawled away from the door, hiding in between the Queen bed and the wall. Victor followed his father as another blue ball broke through the door. They both sat there with their knees folded under them, and their hands sheilding their heads, as five more orbs charged through. The sixth blew the lock off, throwing the brass knob at a family picture on the wall, crushing the wooden frame, and breaking the glass. Then, there was silence. 

"Stay here" Vern whispered as he rose to his feet.

"No" Victor pleading, pulling on his dads striped pajama pants.  Vern quickley, but quietly leapt over the bed. He sped across the room and retrieved a long navy blue umbrella, which had been leaning next to the closet.  He dashed to the side of the door, and held the umbrella up like a baseball bat, ready to strike whom ever entered. The hole filled door was kicked open, banging against the wall. 

  Victor peered out the door. A tall man stood there looking around the room.  The english woman stood behind him, with a look of anger on her face. The man was tall, and fat. his skin was pale, as if he had never been in the sun.  Small scratches were visible all over his face. Victor knew instanly they were from Courtney.  He had a great urge to throw himslef at the man, but he stayed hidden, obeying his father. The freakish man had frizzy black hair sticking up everywhere. The man took a step foward, and Vern swung the umbrella with all his might. The man hollered in pain as he stumbled back onto the woman.