Here is the second chapter to It comes Easily. I promise you, things are suppose to get a little more interesting in this chapter. If not, I'm begging you not to send flames. Please R&R.

My dream that night was really weird. It showed me having an entire different life, like who I would be if I lived in Viking times.

There were no dragons where I was living, which sucked. I lived on a tiny island with only one family, mine. We owned a small farm, with some sheep, yaks and chickens.

There was a spot by the river where you could catch some small fish, either that or dad would go get some on our fishing boat. We knew all the herbs on the island, great for medicines and spices.

Even though we had a farm, a fishing boat, and a way for medicine, there was still some stuff we needed. We would usually get a trading boat every now and then, we would trade some stuff from mom's garden or some herbs and spices.

Sac (my brother's name in Viking times) loved the trading boat, so much to try to trade something new and interesting each time. The trader was fond of Sac and promised, when he was old enough, that he could come and trade with him, maybe even get his own trading boat. We didn't want him to go, but he thought if he became a trader he could see new sights.

Jenna and I wanted to go with him, but we were too young. He promised every year he came back to visit, he would describe his travels and the things he has seen.

When he left it was a sad goodbye. There were many crushing hugs, and tears shed. Now Jenna and I were anxious every year, counting down the days until he would come back, maybe we would even go into trading.

In our pastime, Jenna and I would use our imaginations a little and create fictional stories. There are not many interesting things to do on that island; non-fictional stories can be done super fast. We like to imagine what it would be like to see other places.

Our stories were our pride and joy, like they were our children. They had so many interesting features, so many differences; the only thing similar is that is that they are about two girls. We like our wish fulfillments; they remind us we still have dreams.

Our parents didn't really enjoy our stories; they say 'that could never possibly happen.'

Another secret we keep is me and Jenna's strange abilities. In this world we're kind of physic. We get visions of what is going to happen sometimes, like when we need it. An example is storms. Whenever bad things are going to happen, we just know they are going to happen, of course, sometimes it's just in general, it doesn't give us exact details, like a bad storm is going to come to the island, I don't what it's going to do. It usually happens at two times: 1. at the end of a dream (we wake up right after), 2. After a sudden jolt and we get all spacey.

The reason we don't tell people about that stuff is if people found out, they could use us. I don't know how though, maybe being a slave or servant. We usually are ones to understand things quite easily, we also don't need that much of an explanation; if I set off to do something I usually know how to do it.

My family has never understood why these things happen; they promised to never drink Meade or ale, afraid of spoiling the secrets, the only thing they do talk about is my natural ability to do things, I had a bad feeling about them doing that.

The last part of my dream was much clearer then the rest. Like it was actually happening, or it was in a movie or episode of dragons.

It was night, everything was peaceful, and we were all asleep. That's when a strange boat pulled onto the shore. I couldn't recognize the symbol of the sail.

These scary looking men marched through the forest. They found our house, and burst down the door. When they burst down the door, mom and dad woke up. They grabbed a weapon from the stockpile we have for emergencies, I was waking up.

I woke up entirely when I heard mom and dad fall dead to the floor. I screamed and Jenna was waking up, the scary men started marching up the stairs. I quickly got out of bed and woke up Jenna entirely.

As we started to head out the window, we were grabbed by the scary men. We started to scream as we were thrown into a sac.

That is when I woke up with a start. I looked around, I wasn't in my room.

Dun, Dun, Dun. Okay who saw that coming and who thought it would happen a little later? Any ideas on who the scary men should be? I have a plan, but if you have a better one I'm open. Tell me what you think in your reveiws.