Jenna, a girl with reddish-brown hair and brown eyes, lived in a small village called Vale. When she was about ten, her mother adopted a boy—Isaac. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and a quiet demeanor. He would never replace Jenna's long deceased real brother, Felix. So she resented him.
She took any chance to harass him, to tease him, to make fun of him. And he took it. All of it. And with every threat, ever sarcastic remark, Jenna got angrier and angrier that he was immune to her goading. So she resented him even more.
Of course, Isaac was quietly hurt and sad that his foster-sibling was treating him like so. And with every word she spoke to him, whether it was "Miss your mommy, Isaac?" or "Pass the salt", he fell deeper and deeper into his depression.
When Isaac was thirteen and Jenna was eleven, a family moved into their quaint little Vale. A beautiful mother, a beautiful father, and two beautiful children, even three beautiful Mercury djinni made up their impeccable family. They overshadowed every person in Vale, and Jenna felt restricted. She couldn't go out to the market without being in the shadow of Sheba and Piers, the two beautiful children.
But after time passed, and Jenna and Isaac grew farther apart, Jenna befriended Piers, who was not unlike Isaac; quiet and soft-spoken. He did have his laughing moments, and his teasing ones. Their bond was more natural than anything Jenna and Felix had, and Jenna shamed herself for that. She had loved Felix dearly, but he was gone, and Piers had filled the gap that her brother left behind.
Four years passed. Jenna and Sheba were fifteen, and Isaac and Piers were seventeen. Nothing had changed between Isaac and Jenna; only now that Isaac began to dish out more replies. Jenna was satisfied at last, finally hearing her foster-brother speak in sentences, no matter how rude and harsh they were.
Jenna received a necklace from Piers on her fifteenth birthday. The pendant was amber, and it glowed with a suppressed fire inside. She loved it and carried it with her everywhere.
Piers became more and more talkative. He cracked jokes and blended in with fellow villagers. Nearly five years after the beautiful family arrived, everything was normal. People stopped being shy and modest around them, and everything was back to normal. Almost.
For in the mountains border Vale, there was a tower. A tower made of strange blue-grey stone, with a maroon flag upon it. There were legends about it, how a Doom Dragon resided there, but if there were, there would be tyranny everywhere in Gondowan (A/N below).
Adventurers occasionally went up there, searching for treasure or lost maidens or magic items. But whenever they down, they always had a vacant look in their eyes, and they always repeated the same thing over and over; "There's nothing up there. Do not go back."
When Jenna turned sixteen, she decided that it was high time someone went up there and figured out the tower's mystery. Foolishly, she figured that she could do it alone, as she was a Fire Master. But halfway up the mountain, she realized that she could not do this alone. So she asked Piers, Sheba, and Isaac to join her. And so they accepted, although Isaac was slightly skeptical about it. But Jenna was determined, and a determined Fire Master could take anyone anywhere. And that "anywhere" they ended up was in that tower, alone with their fears.
(A/N) Vale is in Gondowan, right? I need a beta-reader... not you, Ann.
Okay, so it's different than the first version. And since I got a review, a very good one, I decided that I should update and revise it. So I did, and this is the outcome. If you like it or loathe it, please say so in a review! As said before, I NEED FEEDBACK.