Fall had just approached, but the weather was still warm, in a cozy town in Pennsylvania. A cool breeze swept past a mother swinging her two-year old daughter on a pink baby swing; which hung from a small tree in the backyard. The little curly-haired girl giggled and danced as she heard an ice cream truck in the distance. The day was perfect until the wind slowed down.
Once the wind slowed down, the world around the two seemed to go with it. The rustling of leaves lessened, and the song of the ice cream truck began to sound warped, until everything outside stopped all together. The only sound was the creaking of the plastic swing the little girl was strapped in.
The little girl, Laura, pointed behind her mother. "Uh oh." She was still giggling.
The mother smiled. "Uh oh?" She turned around, not noticing the song of the ice cream truck die down and freeze.
All at once the wooden privacy fence shattered inward, and three dark figures appeared on the other side. The mother noticed that time outside the backyard had frozen; she knew why they were there, but she hoped somehow she could persuade them against what they wanted. She let it slip her mind in hopes these people, these creatures, would never come. Fifteen years ago she had made a deal with them, and now it was time they collected what she owed.
The mother tried to stay calm, but her fear did not go unnoticed by the cloaked figures with bright, almost glowing, green eyes. "Please…you can't."
"We made a deal." The man in the middle spoke, his voice was deep.
Tears formed in the mother's blue eyes. "That was so long ago, I didn't think-"
"That we'd remember?" This time a woman on the left spoke, "Of course we remember, and now it's time for your debt to be paid."
The mother shook her head. "No, you can't have her!" She stood her ground blocking the figures view from her daughter. Her eyes were in a panic, and she knew deep down she could not win this fight.
The man in the middle lowered his head, still keeping his eyes on the mother. The two figures on each side of him began to growl and ran towards the mother and daughter. The mother turned around and quickly attempted to unstrap Laura from the swing. The little girl looked shocked, but was not sure what to think about the situation. Her mother had only gotten one side unstrapped when she was roughly pushed away. She fell several feet and hit the ground hard, smearing mud across her long tan sleeve. As the mother got up to run to her daughter, strong hands grabbed her. It was the man calling the shots in the group.
"You can't stop this!"
The mother frantically tried pulling away. "Please Cephas I made a mistake! Take me instead!"
"Once a deal is made it cannot be undone, you know that!" His fingers dug into her arms.
The mother shook her head; tears were streaming down her cheeks. Suddenly she was thrown to the ground; she looked up to see her daughter crying in the arms of the ones who saved her own life long ago.
"No!" Before she could stand the figures were gone in a black mist. "Laura!"
Time began once again, the wind picked up, and the ice cream truck's music played throughout the neighborhood like it had before. People began to come outside and look out their windows, because they could all hear the frenzied screams of a broken mother sobbing in her backyard, with a shattered fence and empty creaking swing.
AN: Thanks for reading! This was just something I got inspired to write while babysitting, haha.