Chapter 1: The Dream
Darkness. That's all she could see, pitch black. Her golden eyes scanned the black void only to find a man standing less than 10 yards away. The man was at least 6"4 in height and was quite skinny. He had a pale face and dark black hair. He wore a dark robe that looked like a toga, and sandals on feet. His dark eyes seemed to have no soul. Dark, lifeless… This is how Kerria would describe him. Suddenly the air got cold around her, her breath was now visible in the freezing temperature. The man opened his mouth and four words came out "Come home my Niece…" Then she was dragged out of her dream.
Kerria shot up out of her bed, gripping the sheets for her dear life. Sweat covered her body and the sheets clung to her body like a second skin. She ran her hands through her café brown hair as she tried to calm down. She swung her legs off her bed and stood up. Soft snores filled the room, and a young boy shifted in his sleep. Kerria was in a foster home, she remember that now. In her temporary break down she forgot where she was. The young boy sleeping next to her was her foster brother Mathew Newoen. He was half native so he had a weird last name. Kerria's last name was Waston and she was abandoned at five years old. The reason she was abandoned was because a wolf had bit her and her mother didn't want to pay for rabies shots. She was taken to a foster home in New York where she met Matt. They were adopted by a nice family and lived with their other adopted brother Adrian. Adrian's parents were nice enough to adopt the two of them and they even let them keep their last names. Kerria and Matt had never met their fathers, Kerria's father disappeared after his plane went down and Matt's father died in a car accident 3 weeks after he was born.
An alarm went off in the room. It was Wednesday September the 12th, Kerria's thirteenth birthday. Great, she thought I have to go to school on my birthday… She rolled her eyes and went to go get dressed. She pulled on her favorite shirt, it was a grey shirt with a lightning bolt coming down the middle over it. She had a simple pair of jeans on, they had some spots of paint on them, but she didn't care. She pulled her hair up in a ponytail and the one strand of hair she couldn't pull back she braided. Unfortunately that hair strand was blue. Long story short, Matt spilled blue Kool aid on her hair while she was sleeping. The reason it was only a strand of hair was because she had her hair up in a braid and that one strand was loose. It as a cruel and unnecessary prank, but she liked it. She grabbed her gold necklace and ran down the stairs to get breakfast. Mr. Haushofer was at work today and Mrs. Haushofer was making her favorite breakfast. Eggs and bacon, she loved eggs and bacon. She sat down at the table and started to eat when she heard a loud crash and something shatter. Then Matt came tumbling down the stairs and landed on his back. Adrian leaped down the stairs and landed on Matt, Matt winced and coughed. "Give me my shirt Matt!" Adrian yelled.
"No! It's my shirt! I got it first!" Matt yelled back. Then all hell broke loose. Matt and Adrian were rolling around fighting for a shirt with the picture of batman on it. Kerria rolled her eyes and got up from the table. She grabbed Matt's hair and Adrian's ear, they both yelled and begged for Kerria to let them go but she just dragged them to the table. "I think I will take that!" Kerria stated and ripped the shirt out of Matt's hand. Matt made his puppy dog face and Adrian gave her the death glare. This was one of the problems she had to face, having two adopted brothers was a mess.