Prologue
Bluestar's POV
I panted hard as the blazing sun beat down on me, seemingly laughing at my exhaustion. There was sand everywhere! If it wasn't for Kamilyn I would have been rotting in a hole somewhere, I thought as I remembered how the sand practically disappeared beneath me earlier. I pulled my plain brown burlap hood further over my head in a pathetic attempt to stop the sun and the sand out of my eyes. I then reached into my bag of the same color and and material, pulled out a water bottle and put it to my lips eagerly but I was then disappointed when I found out that it was empty.
"Kamilyn", I called over my shoulder, "Do you have any water left? I finished all of mine."
"I'm all out too", she called back, "You're going to have to wait until we get to the academy."
"If I don't die first", I mumbled under my breath.
I looked at the huge building ahead of me. The DWMA, I thought. Get ready Onii sama I'm back.
