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THIS IS BOOK ONE IN THE DISCOVERED SERIES - TAKEN! Elaine is just a normal teenager, she's hormonal, music is her life,sweet,funny,moody. She lives with her mum in London in a beautiful Victorian house. Her life is going fine. Good grades, no getting into trouble. Until fate turns against her, and deals her a deck of cards no one would wish on their worst enemy. Can Elaine escape? Who will she meet along the way? Or will the torture start again all too soon... Over 2,300 reads, and oh so many reviews, I love you guys! Thanks for the support!


1. Mistakes

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My alarm went off suddenly, it's annoying pinging noise dragging me from my perfect slumber. I rolled the cover off my head and scowled at the ceiling. It was pink. I had stopped liking the colour pink ages ago, but kept the ceiling because of mum. She still thinks i'm her little princess or something. I might casually ask her to change it, before i ripped the wallpaper off. Just as i had this thought, thunder rumbled outside. I swung my legs over the side of the bed sinking my feet into the soft carpet. I directed my scowl at the window, watching the lightning. As i walked into the bathroom to have a shower, i suddenly remembered why i had woken up at this ungodly hour. Lucas. The hottest guy at our school, he could have any girl he wanted. But instead he chose plain old me. I daren't question why. I didn't want this fairytale bubble to end. I smiled at the thought of my "fairy tale", light streamed through my un-suite bathroom window, almost like it had sensed my happiness. Strange, i thought, hadn't it just been, like, a thunderstorm outside? Leaving this to ponder about silently in the back of my mind, i had my shower and got dressed with particualr care. Alluring but not too sexy. Smart but casual. These comparisons ran through my head, as the weather yet again changed to a murky grey. Stupid London. No wonder people were forever getting sick at school, the weather hates us. I glanced at the clock. It read 7:30 in huge green letters. WOW. It had taken an hour and a half to do my hair. But i was still early, oh well, it'd give me more time to do my homework in the 1st year common room.

Waking up early was my First Mistake.

I thought about wearing heals, and then was reminded of my last pair. The one's that almost crippled me. I shuddered away from that memory. Instead i slipped on some really cute Black and White checkered all stars. They went pretty well with my grey skinny jeans. I flew dpwn two flights of stairs 2 at a time, almost tripping three times. I dont know were in my genetics i picked up this totally loss of hand- eye co-ordination. I mean my mum was the most graceful person i had ever seen. She put the most experienced ballerina's to shame. I ran to the door, but was lulled back by the smell of my mum's baking. As i reached the kitchen door, i cracked it open a bit, and watched my mum. I laughed silently to myself. My mum was probably the person the "House wife" stereotype stemmed from. She was wearing a pink dress, one that should have been left back in the 1940's, with a cream apron on top, with just the right amount of thrills to make me roll my eyes. Her mahogany hair was pulled into a loose bun, half way up her head. Little tuffs had escaped from the bun, and fell in delicate places making her look even MORE beautiful. She mirrored me in more ways than one, but her eyes had more blue in them, and she was a shade of darker brown than me. Also she was slightly pale. She didn't look a day over 25, all the female teachers and mothers at my school were all envious. All the male teachers and the fathers at my school all wanted to kiss her, and probably more, i thought with a stab of anger. Stupid perverted little-

"Are you going to stand there all morning? Or were you planning on having brekkie?"

Brekkie. My mother's own word for breakfast.

"Actually" i said stepping into the room and walking over to the fruit basket." I'm going in early". I picked up a apple and made my way to the door.

" I hope it's not to meet, that Lucas fellow.." She said conversationally.

I mentally kicked myself. I was halfway out the door, into the hallway. I gripped the doorframe tight. Scared i might break it i loosened my hold.

"Wha-What?" i stammered. I hadn't stuttered since i was eight!

"Lucas, he called last night while you were in the shower."

"What did he say?" I breathed, my heart slamming against my chest, it felt like it was about to break my ribs in the process of jumping out of my body!

"Nothing much," Mum said with a grin, as if she could hear my heart "Just asked where you were and if he could talk to you"

A relieved gust of air left my lungs, my mothers grin grew broader.

"Well i hope you two aren't going out because-"

"'You not allowed to have a boyfriend till your 18' " I finnshed for her.*yeah i KNOW mum"

Oh i knew only too well. But that didn't mean i obeyed. I was 16 going to be 17 in a month. All of my friends had boyfriends. Even Unfortunate Kate, called so because her hair was as greasy as oil slick. But oh no. She had found love, and now so had i. And no one, not eben mum, was going to take that away from me.

"Good" She replied, she didn't sound convinced. "Do you want a ride to school?"

"Uh. No. I'm good. See you later." I called as i ran out of the house with an apple in my hand.

Saying No was me Second Mistake

I ran out onto the pavement, appreciating the clean air for once, while looking at all the different Victorian houses. Non were small but they were all different. Unique. Sometimes the differences were miniscule. But i always saw, The delicate embroidery on the stone, was different on every house, different houses would be different colours. They were all different yet, all the same. I turned left as i made my way to school.

Two kids caught my eye as i started to walk. They had a map infront of their faces and were bickering slightly. It seemed odd to me that they were wearing dark black cloaks. When the wind rustled one of the hoods, It fell to reveal one of the most beautiful girl's face i had ever seen. Her lips were full, but not to big, Her body curved. At first glance someone might have taken her for a boy. But she was a girl.Differently a girl. I sharp pain of jealousy stabbed my gut. But i ignored it. They looked like they were lost, and being the good samaritan i was i offered to help them out.

Offering to help them was my Third mistake.

"Hi" I greeted them as i walked up the street to them. The girl hadn't pulled her hood back up, and close up it was obvious she was a girl, and not a boy. Her skin was the most palest i had ever seen. It looked almost chalky.

The person standing next to her looked up and lowered the hood obscuring it's face. I did a double take when i saw him. He looked alot like the girl, i assumed now that they were twins. He was just as beautiful but with less plump lips. I noticed that both their eyes were violet. Strange shade of eyes to have, but they looked pretty on them.

"Hello" He answered, he spoke like any other British boy, but had a slight Italian accent.

"You look lost" I said eyeing the map." Do you need help? Where are you two heading?"

"We need to get to the town hall." he rolled her eyes" Our mum's WAY to over protective!"

"Oh i know were that is! But i'm horrible with directions, i'll just walk you there, i'm way too early for school anyway."

"You would? Oh thankyou so much! I'm Jane byt the way, and that's my brother Alec."

I smiled, i loved meating new people.

"Elaine, or Ellie" I put out my hand for them to shake. When they did they're grips were surprisingly strong, and cold. Their skin was ice cold. Well maybe about 3 degrees warmer than ice then. But you understand. I walked off in the direction of the town hall, it wasn't that far from my school. Ii turned back and beckoned them forward. While of was walking, i found something bothering me. Something vital. I shoved that thought to the back of my mind, but i kept getting that uneasy feeling in my stomach.

I turned down an Alley that would put us right at the side of The Town Hall. And it suddenly hit me with amazing force what was bothering me. When they walked they made no sound. My instincts were screaming at me to pick up the pace and get out of the alley. So i did. I put my head down and flat out speed walked to the end of the alley. When i looked up about 20 yards from the mouth of the alley. I found the boy, Alec, standing in my way.

Shear panic took over and i tried to make a run for it.

Trying to run was my last mistake.

Something flew out and hit me square on the chest.

I had the sensation of being on a rollercoaster. You know. Like your flying but you wont get hurt, being you have the harness. Yeah, that's what it felt like. Flying. Only this time, i didn't have a safety harness. My back hit something hard, i assumed the floor. I heard several sickening snaps. But i was loosing consciousness fast, so they didn't really register. I welcomes the deep slumber, hoping i wouldn't awake, and see those eyes. The one's i thought were pretty.

"Pitifully frail isn't she?" Jane asked her brother. I knew there was something wrong with her. Too old a voice for such a young face. "How old is she anyway?"

"16 i think" Alec replied, from somewhere near. My eyes had started to droop.

"Good. Well i hope your pleased. It's only because of you that i agreed to come." Jane said, but it sounded like she said it from a far distance, although i could feel the cold coming off her. I put that down to my failing heart. Cold hands dragged me from the floor, and a scream erupted from my mouth as they jostled my broken bones.

"Shh, shh." Alec soothed. "You'll be whole again soon. And then you will be mine."

The last thing i remember before i died?

Pale snow falling all around me.