This week option three was the most popular. Natalia is quite a handful!. Please read on and vote this week so that I may continue my story.
Once Cara and the rest of the girls in her school choir had left the plane, and made it into the Arrivals hall, Natalia immediately became distracted and wandered from the Group. Her blonde ponytail bobbed off in the opposite direction.
“Cara, be a darling and go retrieve Natalia. She is obviously lost….again, we will wait here until you come back” her teacher requested. The teacher, Ms HIgglesworth, had dark circles shadowing her eyes because of Natalia’s continual wayward behaviour. Cara, of course, did as she was told and went to retrieve Natalia, even though the plane ride had drained all her energy.
Cara raced off, dodging all the prams, suitcases and toddlers trying to make her way through the herd of sheep-like humans. She was stuck in a chaotic sea of people.
“Natalia, Natalia.” Cara called. She had lost the blonde ponytail.
Suddenly, she was swept off her feet and pulled into a security car.
“Good morning,” a boys voice interrupted Cara’s confused thoughts,
“I’m Oliver Pufflet, yet my full name is Oliver James Clifton Hubert Roberto Graham Alexander Pufflet, the third. It appears that we have both been kidnapped by this rogue security agent.” Oliver Pufflet (the third) said motioning towards the beefy, anonymous looking man in dark glasses.
“Really? I would have never known!” Cara said sarcastically through gritted teeth. She immediately disliked this pompous looking private English schoolboy.
“Help, help!” Cara tried to scream for assistance, for she knew Oliver was of no use. Then suddenly a bat must have hit her over the head to silence her, because all she saw was darkness blackening her vision.
Some time later…….Cara slowly blinked her eyes open.
“H-hello?” Cara questioned, still getting over her confusion and concussion.
“Cara Beale, how glad we are for you to have finally joined us.” A deep hard voice said. Cara tried to get her eyes to adjust to the sudden blinding light in her eyes. “““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““““`
Noise’s of distress, screeching and screaming filled Cara’s ear, then a big clash, bang and boom silenced it all. Then coughing, spluttering. Screeching, yelling… Sirens were wailing, hoses were spraying water and fires were burning. The noise started again, and for a split second Cara thought she was dreaming.
A stray dancing flame had caught up to her chair, burning her feet, legs and catching onto her chair it leapt up to the armrest were Cara’s hands were held down by a strong tight rope. A tall figure was standing in front of her, the flames were somehow ignoring him.
The figure lurched forward and cut the rope, freeing Cara. Cara caught a slight glimpse of the figures face. She stopped, she stared and looked confusedly into the man’s eyes. He looked exactly like her. It couldn’t be…….
“Dad?” Cara questioned.
“Run, Cara quickly before the gas is released.”
But it was already too late, she had taken just one quick breath which proved almost deadly. Cara fainted for the second time that night.
Again some time later, she awoke this time to see Oliver Pufflet staring intently at her.
“Are you alright?? I was just about to start the kiss of life” Oliver explained. “We’ve just learned all about that at my school Hetherington Manor” he added unnecessarily!
Cara felt quite ill by that thought, and felt the urge to slap him. However it must have been him that saved her life, as her father was now no where to be seen.
“We have to get to London!” Oliver said bossily
“London, Why London? But , whats ….?” Cara was not often speechless, but this turn of events was very confusing
“Well, we are currently running from a man who wants to lure your father by using you.” Oliver Pufflet explained.
“What happened back there, the explosion, the-the-the, why?” Cara was completely bewildered, she was planning to escape from the group but certainly not in this matter!
She had just met her father and because of him her life had almost ended twice today. Anger rose in her, making her fume and she felt the urge to explode.
What should Cara do next?
1. Follow Oliver Pufflet (the third) to London trusting that he will help her
2. Ditch Oliver, go solo and attempt to find her father again, in her own way
3. Attempt to convince Oliver Pufflet to use his family money and get them back to the group
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