A/N: This is set quite a few years in the future. Everyone but May, Pride and Brady died and this is the story of a teenage Brady when she finds out that May and Pride aren't her mum and dad.
Disclaimer: I own the plot. The Tribe belongs to whoever owns it.
Chapter One- Don't Even Talk To Me
How could they. How could they do this to me. Just say that they're not my parents like that. Like it's not a big deal. It is a big deal. A very big deal. I hate them. I really do. I hate them more than I thought that I could do. Later I'll calm down and everything will be fine. That's the way that Brady is. The way that Brady always has been. Brady, daughter of May and Pride. If I'm not their daughter anymore then I'm not the same Brady either. It's time to turn over a new leaf. I'm not the old me e.c.t. I was going to find my parents and never return to this place. Ever.
I waited till dark, till everyone was asleep and then I crept out of the house, if you could even call it that, and towards the gate.
Before I knew it I was tackled to the ground. I heard a voice hiss in my ear. "Who are you and what bussiness do you have here?"
"Get of me you idiot!" I almost yelled.
"Brady?"
"Well who did you think it was." I said to Hon. His full name is Hontana but noone calls him that. Hon is my age, has bright light blue hair that falls over his eyes and past his ears. His eyes are green and he is the biggest doofus that you are ever likley to meet.
"An intruder?" He suggested sheepishly but stopped when he saw the look on my face. "Fine, I was gaurding the wrong side of the gate. Sue me why don't ya."
"What is going on here." We heard a voice say. I groaned. Hon groaned. Katy held up the tourch, controlled fire on a stick, to see us.
I don't like Katy. Not too many people do. She's the sort of person who is perfect in every way popssible. She had long blonde hair that was twisted into a circle and cliped to her head. Her eyes were a medium blue and her skin free of blemishs. She dressed the most styleish out of us, unlike me who generally threw on anything I could find, and had a perfect figure. She was curtious to her elders, which was everyone but me and Hon, did all her studies well and was persusive. All in all a little Miss-goody-two-shoes.
We bolted.
A while from the camp we slowed down.
"I can understand why we ran from Katy but didn't we run away in the direction?" Hon asked me.
"Nope. This is the way I planned to go, you see Hon, I..." I felt a hand on my shoulder. We looked round and there was Katy standing behind us.
"Caught you."
A/N: Please R/R. I'll put the second chapter up as soon as I can.