It was dark that night. So dark that you couldn't even see your hand. I learned that once I opened my eyes. Threw my eyes echoed the screams of my parents. I quickly got up and ran to my little brother. What was happening? Did someone come into the house?

So many things raced threw my mind but my main concern was my little brother. Father had always said, "If anything or anyone comes into this house. Go to your brother and run to the shed."

That's what he always said.

I opened my little brothers door to see that he was fine.

"S-sis...whats wro-"

But before he could ask I shut the door as fast as I could and ran to cover his mouth. We could both hear footsteps from downstairs. Men were in the house. 'Please, gods of Apis. Protect my parents.' I mentally pleaded. I made the "Shhh" sign to my brother and notioned for him to follow me. I opened his window and saw no sight of anyone outside. I carefully climbed out the window and beconed him over. He came and climbed out as well. Next was the hard part. The side of our house was full of thick, strong vines. In the spring they blossom into such beautiful flowers. Spring hadn't come yet and the only thing on the vines were thorns.

"Climb on my back and hang on tight." I ordered my little brother. He did as I said and carefully climbed onto my back. As fast and quietly as I could, I climbed down the vines. More than once I cut myself on the thorns. But I had to ignore the pain. What mattered most was my brother. Once we were at the bottom he got off of my back. "Sis your hands..." he whispered wide eyed. I didn't notice the blood until now. We both herd thuds of foot steps near the front door. "Quickly. To the shed!" I grabbed his arm and ran.

I opened the heavey door to the old shed. It didn't contain much in it, only what was needed was in here. But there was a trap door on the ground. To the normal eye it would look just like the rest of the grassy floor. Father had told me exactly where it was and how to open it.

I only got to shut the door to a certain extent when suddenly the men from inside came out. Instead of giving us away I went to open the door and hide my brother. I could hear the mens voices getting louder. "Hurry!"

"B-but what about mom and dad?"

"No time! Hurry Levin!"

Finally he got in and so did I. There was a small crack where I could see above us. The men came straight into the shed. They held knifes and other treacherous weapons. I herd cries from outside.

"Sis that's-" I covered my brothers mouth.

"Hey, you hear somethin' boss?" a young sepp asked the blue haired man. He was also a sepp. I could smell the smoke coming from his small thin pipe from down here.

"Nah. But check anyway." the man's voice was hoarse. Very hoarse, yet it had something that made you know he was someone who had smarts.

By now my little brother Levin was trembling. Tears were going down his face. I held him close praying to the gods of Apis these horrible men wouldn't find us.

I was trembling so hard though. Even as I tried to be brave for my brother I was afraid. That scream my brother and I herd before...that was my mother's.

'Don't think about it. Not yet! Not until these people leave!'

"Hu? What's this?"

Suddenly the door started to move. 'OH NO!' I thought with widened eyes.

My brother and I crammed ourselves into the corner as far as we could. But it was to late. The people burned the lock. A Pyremage much have been the reason behind that.

The door was ripped off. I held my brother tightly in my arms. The snarls and twisted smiles these people had. It scared me to the bone.

"Well well. Don't we have a pretty one."

The blue haired sepp from before blew some smoke out of his small pipe. He looked like the leader. "Looks like you've got another one with ya hu?" the man came closer and grabbed my brothers hair, pulling his head back to get a good look at his face. I slapped his hand away as hard as I could. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY BROTHER." I screamed as hard as I could, tears now flowing down my face. Levin sniffed a bit, "S-sis..." he muttered burrying his face into my chest once more. Everyone started to laugh. It was sickening and I could have hurled. But I didn't. "Hehe, this one's got spunk. Well then boys. Grab em and lets get outta here." the man walked out of the shed as the rest of the people grabbed my brother and I.

That was the last time I saw my home. Or my parents.

Both were most likely dead.

I knew that in my heart.

But still...

My name is Euphoria.

And this is my story....