darkSpyro

Chapter 1
Maley Dove sat on the edge of the limp swing, the chains squeaking with age as she rocked backwards and forwards. She had had another fight with her mother, screaming at her as she drank bottle after bottle of wine. The words rang in her head...
"STOP IT!" Maley yelled as her mother took a swig from the third wine bottle. "STOP IT! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"
"Don't tell me what to do," her mother said, her voice slurred.
Maley shuffled over to her mother. "STOP DRINKING!!!" she bellowed in her ear.
"You shut up you cheeky cow."
"YOU'RE THE COW! DRINKING RIVERS OF VODKA YOU RUBBISH RUBBISH RUBBISH MOTHER!!!"
Her mother stepped up, half angry, half startled. She raised her hard white hand and smacked Maley round the face.
So Maley had ran out the house, not crying despite her mother's hands feeling like slats of steel.
Maley sat on the swing, she heard the crackly grass crunch in front of her and looked up. A tall, slender woman stood by her, with long black locks of hair and sooty black rings round her deep purple eyes. She held a dark pink feather in her hand.
"Put this in your hair, Sparrow," she said in a whispery voice.
Maley had never been so puzzled. She had been told to put a feather in her hair by a complete stranger and had been called Sparrow.
The woman slotted the feather in for her. Maley felt a burning pain as the tip of the feather glued itself to her scalp, as if it were a fat wisp of hair. It floated slightly in the faint breeze, still attached to her head. Her hair was sooty black and hung halfway down her neck and in her left eye. Immeadiatly, black ringed round her eyes and many things wizzed round her body, and she suddenly knew how to do back flips and summersalts in middair and leap five meters...
Maley heard a faint whisper before the woman vanished.
'They are coming, prepare to fight..."