Short Story: The scottish manor

Hey folks,

Here is a short story I wrote a very long time ago. I hope you enjoy it!

The scottish manor

It’s October and the autumn has arrived in Glasgow, Scotland. The chilly breeze blew the fresh fallen leaves through the streets. On a lonely road, a car was driving by. Peter and his mother had just moved to Glasgow from Wales. Peter’s mother got promoted and had to change her workplace and so they ended up in the far north of the British land.

It was already dark. The little boy watched out of the window and saw some strange looking silhouettes rushing around. He couldn’t figure what it was, so he tried to open the window. His mother, driving the car, felt the cold coming inside and closed the window immediately and blocked it for Peter.

They were driving home. Peter still watching outside, has gotten very tired but he was curious. It seemed that those shadows were following the car. Arrived at their destination, a huge manor situated in the outskirts of the city, Peter was still checking the environment. Behind the fences, which went around the big house, he saw some light reflected spots. At first only a pair but more popped up, multiple pairs of those spots were visible around the whole building. Peter was scared and tried to show his mother what was happening. His mother although just said that he should calm down and that his imagination was playing a joke with him because of his tiredness.

Later that night, Peter was already sleeping, a noise came out of the backyard. The little boy got awake and thought he was just dreaming, suddenly a second noise came up and at this point he was sure that it wasn’t a dream and that it had to be those bizarre shadows. He got up and walked to the window. From the first floor he looked down to the garden and he saw indeed that some statuettes were lying on the ground. He just wanted to turn back to bed when a glow appeared between some hedges. That was proof enough for him. He decided to be a brave little man. He dressed up and tiptoed through the mansion to the kitchen which led to the backyard. He continued walking slowly to those hedges, past the remaining statuettes and a fountain. Arrived at the hedges, he carefully looked for some hints. The glow was gone. In the middle of his search, an other noise came up behind his back. Slowly he turned around. His face went pale as he saw a big creature sitting on the fountain. “Meow”, came from the creature. “A-a-are you a cat?”, asked Peter shivering.

“Meow Meow”, was the response. Peter took a few steps forward. He figured out that there was really a huge cat sitting there and was washing its paws. At that moment the cat looked at him, Peter recognised the cat’s eyes. It were the same, he saw at first when he arrived at the house. “Peter, my little boy, don’t be afraid”, was a voice telling him in his mind, “Your destiny awaits you out there!” Peter was surprised but he asked instinctively:”Who are you? And what do you mean by my destiny awaits you out there?” The cat gave a long and loud “Meow” from itself. More eyes popped up around them. “I am Chloe, the cat queen. And this manor belongs to us. You and your mother don’t belong here! And for that reason I will take care of you! Just close your eyes…”, whispered the voice in his mind. He couldn’t do anything, like he was frozen. Slowly his eyes were closing. The last thing he saw were those cat eyes. His mind had been engulfed by darkness.

Peter came back to his consciousness. His sight was blurry at first and not only that, noises and smells were more intense. “Welcome to the Family, Peter!”, popped the voice up in his mind, “You are now one of my kids!”

What do you think about it? Let me know!