"Daddy! I think mommy's in trouble! There's a man in our house"
"Tilia!"
"Big brother, run!"
"Get off me! Let me go! BIG BROTHER!"
I bolted up, my forehead sweating as i sat on the floor. My black hair covering my face as it glued to it by the sweat. I'm still in the cell, grandpa was sleeping for once and levy, bolin and corey were sleeping in a pile. I see, i've fallen asleep again. I looked around and i stood up, my oversized shirt dirtied even more from the floor and i looked out of the window, it was still nighttime.
"Gillia?" asked an old voice and i looked over to see grandpa awake, looking at me.
"Grandpa. What are you doing up? Go back to sleep.." i tell him, he shouldn't be awake, he needs as much sleep as he can get. We hardly ever get to sleep so a break is a heaven.
"What are you doing up so late yourself? A young one like you should sleep like a baby." grandpa chuckled
"I had the dream again..." i said softly going over and crawls to his side and he started to stroke my really short hair. I hate my hair, i wish it was longer.
"Oh dear gillia, that's the thousandth time." grandpa said rubbing my shoulders "would you like to hear a story?"
My eyes widen and i bet there was sparkles in them too. I love grandpa's stories, they're always fun to hear. I nodded as quickly as i can and he laughed.
"Well this story is when i was young, it was when i was about 16 and i had just joined my first society." grandpa started "it was full of warriors from all around, people of all shapes and sizes, young or old. They were there all having fun. It was always like that. But what really set us all apart was our magic."
"Magic?" i asked. Grandpa says he's a wizard who has magic but can't use it because of the cuffs on our wrists.
"Yes, magic. it taps into what makes you, you. It's in you're heart." grandpa said
"My heart?" i asked, when does my heart make me have magic? If i had magic, i can leave this place with everyone.
"Yes, the heart is where your hopes and beliefs are." grandpa said,smiling even if his long beard got in the way " hopes, religion, origins and beliefs are different forms of magic."
"Really?"
"Yes, those who believe in magic, and in their own power while also living in harmony with others and themselves are capable to using magic to their liking." grandpa said.
"Magic huh?" i said smiling "when i grow up, i wanna use that. And save everyone i know and love from this place and maybe find my family again."
"I'm sure that will happen gillia. Just you wait."
"So here's something i've always wondered, what's your last name guys?" bolin said as we ate our 'dinner' which was the scrapes of the lord.
"Well...my last name corey." said corey "corey michelous hart."
"Mine's scarlet." levy said, poking at her food "what about you bolin?"
"Oh i don't have a last name, it's just bolin. I don't mind though." bolin said smiling.
"Gillia?" corey said suddenly and i glanced at him. "What's your last name?"
"I can't fully remember..but i do know it's something called gomane?" i said, eating a piece of my food, despite my stomach wanting to throw up.
"Well how about you think about it." corey said
"maybe we should give her a name." said levy "she looks like..." she stared at me but then at my hair "a nightwalker"
i cringed.
"that's a dumb name, i can't just pick up that name you know." i said rolling my eyes.
"it's better then nothing" she shrugged.
"Oh wait, i know it now!" i said smiling "my name is gillia tilia kogane!"
"that's a werid name."
"so is hart! it sounds like wart you warthog!"
"you're asking for it now gillia!"
"when do those two ever stop fight?" levy asked as she sweat-dropped
"when pigs fly"