Story idea

Ok, so almost wherever I go, I have a notebook of some sort on me, and sometimes a story idea pops into my head. With some alterations, here is one of those many ideas.
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The Enchantress remained on alert, even while on vacation. Well, not as alert as she would be in Chantea, but even at Knott's Berry Farm in California, Ruby, now age sixteen, kept an eye out for anything out of place. Of course, that didn't mean she couldn't have fun while doing it.

Ruby was standing in line for the newest ride, Sierra Sidewinder, with her parents, a brother of her dad's and four cousins ranging in age from 5 to 15. She, her dad and two cousins had already been on several fantastic roller coasters, including the wooden Ghost Rider, the ultra-fast Boomarang and Xcelerator, the towering Supreme Scream, and La Revolucion. So far, nothing out of the ordinary had happened, and, despite the barely noticeable headache, Ruby was laughing and talking with her family and enjoying herself immensely.

Well, minus having to wait in this long line, Ruby thought, sensing slight nausea after having drunk a carton of apple juice. While waiting for the normal occurrence to pass, she brushed a strand of her long blond hair behind her ear and moved forward with her family in line, leaning against the wooden rail. She rested her head on her hand as her 5 year old cousin leaned against her...

Then, she sensed it. A slow, rhythmetic pulsing of a being from another world.

Alarmed, but not showing it, she moved again in the line. Appearing nonchalant and bored, she leaned against the rail again as she searched for the disturbance with her mind. She found it and, sighing softly, made contact telepathically just before she stepped onto the stairs heading up to the ride.

I found you, idiot. You scared me half to death! For a moment I thought it was someone else neither of us want to run into.

Why hello, Miss Enchantress! a suave, deep voice replied. How could you tell it was me?

Your Chantean mystic makes you stick out, Solomon. By now Ruby was at the top of the small stairway and had spotted him, in his kitten form, near the track of the roller coaster she was waiting for. He was easy to see in the small bush by the orange fur he retain in both his kitten disguise and in his true form.

Well, at least not everyone hear is telepathic, my dear. She saw the kitten smirk flirtatiously, an accustomed face for him.

Ruby rolled her eyes as she was forced to walk forward, unable to always keep her eyes on the kitten. Just cut to the chase, please. I'm kinda busy and don't have time for flirting.

You never have time for my flirting, Enchantress. Annoyance was evident in his voice, which faded as he continued. But yes, I'll get to the point. The ruler of Sapea has requested that you come straight away.

King Andres? Not Queen Selene of all of Chantea? That's new.

I was just as surprised, milady. Anyways, he wants you to attend a meeting at his palace. The details-

You'll tell me later? Ruby interrupted. I have to get on the ride now.

Ah, yes, that I will. Some of them are classified, anyways.

Brilliant. See ya. Ruby closed off the connection as she stepped onto the ride. To herself she thought, That's just great. I may as well be on the lookout for Lucenius or one of his goons, too. Ruby shuddered, but the impending minute-long roller coaster wasn't what scared her. This does not bode well, for Chantea or for Earth.
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"Hey, move it!" Ruby's eight-year old cousin shoved his five-year old sister out of the way as the kids dashed into the Wild West stage for the stunt show. Smiling at her cousins' antics, she sat in the middle of the splash zone, right in the center of the seating, and waved her parents and aunt and uncle over to the bench. Her blue eyes looked around leisurely at the growing crowd of people, her cousins fidgeting and running around, and the western town scenery on stage.

"Now, Charles, be nicer to your sister," her aunt chided the little dark-haired boy. "Ruby, can Charles sit next to you so he won't bother her during the show?"

"Sure thing, Aunt Ann," Ruby replied, as music began to play. Charles reluctantly sat by his teenage cousin, swinging his legs, his Hispanic skin a sharp contrast to her Caucasion skin. As an acter walked out of a door onstage and began his lines, she saw him, merged into the darkness just next to the stage. His black clothing and western-style hat he chose to disguise himself didn't hide him from Ruby's telepathy.

His mind, like Solomon's, gave off the same pulsings. Only, these pulsings radiated muted rage, evil intents- and stimulated Ruby's heart to pound with fear.

Oh no. Not him. It's not Lucenius, but please no- this dude's just as heartless. She crept swiftly through the rows to the edge of the crowd, her training from Chantea's forests kicking in. I have to stop him. No one hatches evil schemes in this world without dealing with the Enchantress.
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Is it evident that I like suspense and fantasy? LOL Any comments would be appreciated.