Child

By LittleMissCrash

Chapter 1: Hanna

I don't know how the heck I'm supposed to live up to my parents' reputation. Having the Champion as my father and the Prodigy as my mother is not an easy thing to manage at school. Everybody expects you to be like them, like the next rebel or the next person to get a full score on the Trials. I just want to live a quiet, normal life with a husband and children. Is that too much to ask for? Somehow, these thoughts always bounce back to me in the morning. I sit up and look around my room. Everything still looks the same. It was 0600 hours. I have one hour to get ready for school. That is plenty of time. I find my uniform crumpled on the ground, sighing and putting on the ugly colors of Drake University. Mom insisted I go somewhere else, but dad said it would be good for me to attend the reformed version of a military school. Mom was hesitant but agreed, unfortunately.

I quietly walked through our fine carpeted halls, and hurried into my fourteen-year-old brother's room. He awoke as soon as I opened the door, but had buried his face under the blankets. He wasn't exactly a heavy sleeper.

"Dawn, it's time for school." Yes, his name is Dawn. He used be made fun of until people found out he was the son of the Champion and Prodigy.

"Go away, Hanna. I know when to wake up, so you don't have to come here every morning." He said with his dark locks draping over his face. I know I love him, but he gets on my nerves so much! I know his weakness, though.

"No breakfast for you then." He was already stepping into his uniform. I smile as I hurry to my room.

I pull the brush through my endless white blonde curls. People say that I look exactly like my father, except for the face, which I inherited from my mother. My brother the opposite.

When I got to the kitchen, I saw my mom sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee. My dad was just walking out of the bathroom, hair still dripping with water. I'd have to mop again later.

"Hanna, your uncle will be here any minute now, you might as well get ready." My father says. Uncle Eden is my father's younger brother and my only relative. My grandparents, my mom's brother, and my dad's older brother all died long before I was born. "Oh, and your mother canceled your school plans for today, yeah? The Elector invited us to the Cherry Blossom Ball." I paused for a second, and sighed. The Elector had once been fond of my mom, but now he has Mariana, his Princeps (In my opinion, she is way too old for him). This resulted in us being invited to every little thing that there is to attend. My father hates going as much as I do. I wouldn't even care if the Republic suddenly fell apart. The thing is, I hate being around the rich snobs that are there, like Anais Bowers. Annie, which is what she makes us all call her, had somehow put a claim on my brother, and my brother doesn't do anything to stop her. However, Annie's family is very nice, with her mother being my father's childhood friend and all, she is a small woman with very kind eyes named Tess, and Annie's father is a big and rough Runner.

I hear my brother's footsteps coming down the hallway and I turn to see him in his fresh and much more attractive uniform. Then I hear my mom gasp, and drop her cup. His face was not the perfection it was yesterday. There was a sick purple bruise developing across his left eye.

My father's voice was barely above a whisper.

"The plague is back."