The masked savior.

"You should know your place in this house by now...yet you still go against your father, what's wrong if you let your sister take your room, she's your younger sister after all,so what's all the fuss about". A young looking blonde woman applied ointment carefully on a girls face, showing faux concern....if the girl had raised her head she would've seen the smile in her eyes as if amused by the bruise on the girls face. The girl lifted her eyes slowly looking directly into the eyes of the woman applying ointment to her face...a pair of blue obsidian orbs were revealed ...with a surprisingly white skin...which paired well with her red lips and oval face. She smiled slowly,with only one side of her lip raised to clearly show her amusement. "Thank you... STEPMOTHER Claire for your concern,that I don't need" words flowed softly from her beautiful lips as if she was complimenting her stepmother,but the way she emphasized 'stepmother' had already shown how much she despised her. Her stepmother stood up, visibly annoyed and walked out of her room,once out.. she laughed mockingly and viciously. "oh Elena,you don't know that you're still too young to challenge me,this is barely the beginning... I'll make sure bella gets everything you deserve". Elena Yates daughter of Henry Yates and Isabella banks,was once the apple of her parents eyes, everything she wanted and set her eyes on,they made sure to provide it for her. Her family of three were really happy, simple things like taking walks, eating dinner and breakfast together, taking family pictures made them really happy,she felt like the luckiest girl ever alive. Not until her parents decided to hire a maid because of their busy schedule'Claire Anderson '....was the beginning of their problems. Claire Anderson born from a poor home hadn't seen a happy home especially one of the wealthy.She was filled with jealousy anytime,she saw the love between Henry and his wife and the way they both indulged their daughter,she always wished she was the one in Isabella's shoes instead. Coming from a poor home she hadn't been met with such warmth and love, anytime she got back home from work her family would always criticize her and live all the house chores to her,her salary was not hers but theirs,,even with men it seemed she had always dated the wrong men who used and deceived her,so no matter how well Isabella had treated her she always envied her life.. This jealousy eventually led to scheming and finally becoming the wife of her boss and damn she was so proud of it. But Elena would never forget after all she was 10 when it all happened. "Click,click,click,click" the sound of heels hitting viciously on the tiles could be heard as Elena slowly descended the stairs looking ravishing and without the bruise that was there some moments ago. "I'm going out"she threw those words to the family of three sitting in the dinning area enjoying their meal like they hadn't just giving her the worst to think about. Before Henry could call out to her ,she had already walked out the door. "Don't worry Henry let her be,you know your daughter has always been stubborn, she'll be fine I'm sure she's just going for the homecoming with that James boy"Claire tried to assure him. "Yes daddy, Elena is just going out no need to worry, it's not like she listens to you anyways " bella a cute but vicious little girl said as she munched happily on her food. Henry gritted his teeth "that stubborn child" he said ,he picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Make sure to keep an eye on Elena at the homecoming, bring her back home as soon as you notice any odd situation,drag her back if you should."Cold and straightforward. Somewhere in the west side of the city in a massively built building...loud music could be heard alongside loud cheers from the students as they all celebrated their homecoming. The building gave of the vibe of a peaceful and tranquil environment but of course appearance can be very deceptive . The words 'Blackwood Elite ' were boldly engraved on the gates of the school. Blackwood elite wasn't a school ,it was an empire of rich devils,the poor gets bullied and the rich holds massive power,that even the teachers have to bend to them at some point. Elene Yates,her name softly engraved on her pass card as she handed it over to the gateman as they approached the gate. Skylar looked at the familiar girl with a smile and offered the card back..."congratulations on your homecoming mi lady" he said in a rather soft voice that didn't match his gruffy appearance. Immediately Elena stepped into the bustly hall...gasps could be heard as boys were struck stun,she felt looks of awe,hatred and envy come her way,which she was already used to.She stopped at a particular handsome boy. "Having fun huh..James?" The boy scoffed ather"oh it's princess Elena, to what do I owe this honor?" "ok..do you really want me to say what I want here?I mean that's fine by me but do you really want everyone to hear what I have to say?"Elena as confident as ever. "what do you mean?" "Did I stutter?,or I should just go ahead?" His friends looked at the both of them in confusion ,not expecting Elena to have something over James but at last "just stop and come with me" everyone looked shocked as James dragged Elena to the other side of the hallway. "what the hell!". "I know right... what's going on?" "ok Elena,what's your problem are you really trying to get me into trouble,I thought you said you wouldn't tell anyone " "oh that's what I said when I was in a good mood,but when you get me in a bad mood I don't know if I can keep my mouth shut" she blew on her newly done nails confidently. "sigh..what do you want?" "what I want still remains the same get me out of the east wing dorm" "I told you..that will take time since it's not really in my power" "oh is that so, fair enough then, don't keep me waiting for long except you want my mouth to start running like a broken tap"she said skeptically tapping him on his shoulder as she walked into the crowd. James stared at her back with glares as if trying to dig a hole into her back. A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes as he made a call. "You can go ahead with you planned before,forget about what I said..just make sure to have a lot of fun and take a lot of pictures too" 'beep' the call was hunged up. A mischievous smile crept onto his face. He walked confidently into the crowd failing to notice a boy that was right at the corner of the hallway. He seemed to have heard everything and kept a steady gaze on James back . Elena quietly sipped sone juice as she watched everyone have fun not until she heard cheers "Give him a chance! give him a chance!give him a chance!" James was asking Chloe her rival for a dance ,which she knew Chloe always wanted but of course the b***h decided to act like she didn't. "oh I couldn't possibly,you just broke up with Elena" she said. Elena stood up and made a move for the bathroom."goodness I was really going to throw up there ugh" she made some retching sounds and just stared at the mirror. Suddenly rushed footsteps came from outside followed by a lock clicking,three boys had entered the girls bathroom and encircled her. "who are you guys?"she asked in a surprisingly steady voice. "oh we are the people you've messed with and we want to get back what you messed up in hundred folds." "I never messed with ugly punks like you..her head was hit by something hard from behind , somehow one of the boys had gone behind her and hit her hard with a batting, she felt warm liquid flowing down her head as she fell on the cold tiles, she struggled to keep her eyes open as she watched all three of them approaching her and smiling maniacally. "C'mon Roy today we're really going to give this Elena chick a good beaten . Elena closed her eyes tightly as she braced herself for the words but she didn't feel any pain instead she kept hearing the sound of fist on flesh. She slowly opened her eyes and what she saw surprised her all three boys were on the floor unconscious and a masked boy was walking towards her "It's fine you're safe now" he carried her up and finally those eyes that had been struggling to stay open closed.