*camera zooms into PLG in a fetal position on the floor*

Gaia: *suddenly appears and raises eyebrow* Um, PLG? Why are you in a fetal position on the floor?

PLG: I had to visit my cousins today…and they're like little monsters! *shivers* Only the baby girl was actually sweet, but she was just a baby! The rest are toddlers who kept running around and punching random people! Oh why did I teach one of them how to fight? Anyways, *a paper appears in hand out of nowhere* here are my responses to the reviews:

Autobot-Fangirl0203 – Well you got your update now! ^_^ Thanks a lot for reviewing!

xTheDarkShadowsx – Thank you! But I will not spoil anything this chapter!

GFG (Guest) – T_T Really, GFG? You haven't made your account yet? And all the hard work I've did with you for days being the co-author for your story. My heart is breaking because of you, you heartless BFF! Just kidding! But thanks anyways for reviewing. And yeah, I agree with you. But of course, he doesn't really know that she's actually still there. So…yeah…

Gaia: PLG doesn't own RoTG. But it was her fault for teaching rambunctious male toddlers how to fight.

PLG: *glares at Gaia* ROLL THE FILM!

Warmth of Family And Fire

Chapter 3 WE'RE MOVING!?

Hestia's POV

Days, I mean, weeks, no, months, oh hell. I lost track. Anyways, it's been quite a while since I got resurrected.

I've been following and watching my little brother for almost every single second (except the times that he needs privacy, even though he doesn't know I'm there it's still weird). I just follow and watch him, and try to help him when I can (through the special wisp I created that he named Nike). And when he's asleep I go out to practice my powers while I sent Nike to watch over him.

I discovered that I could summon will-o-the-wisps and they could do some things. They could spy on people, temporarily merge with me to heal me, and some more that I won't mention now. To tell the truth, I felt like a mother to the wisps and I think they think so too. Hell, I even named them and scold the ones that led travelers off the paths or off a cliff and play with them when my brother's asleep.

I could also make normal fire and blast it at things (like a badass!) and their intensity depends on my mood and concentration. With some experimenting I discovered that the second most powerful flame is when I'm really angry (I pity the fools who anger me since I have a really short temper) and the most powerful apparently is love. As in any kind of love, ya dimwits! I don't have a boyfriend yet!

Cough, cough, anyways, back to what I was saying.

I also discovered that my headband (formerly a motherfucking girly tiara) can actually transform into almost anything I want! A sword (that can instantly set aflame!), any gun (the bullets are actual fire or lava…I learned the different kinds of guns because my brother obsesses about them), rope (will be useful if I had to tie up some crazy person after me or my brother, if I could actually not go through them or vice versa), toilet paper (don't ask me about that, it was completely random), a sketchbook (I was bored), a 3DS (though it only has games that was at least slightly related to fire, what's up with that?), a laptop (if I put any discs in it they just melt for some reason. I wonder when will Dad realizes one of his movies are missing), and a lot more.

But there are things it can't transform into. Like food and water or anything that involves coldness and water.

For some reason I don't need food, water (I can't stand cold water now. I used to hate it before but now it feels painful), sleep or even go to the bathroom.

…yeah…should've kept the last one out. Damn the awkwardness and my weirdness.

Where was I again? Oh yeah.

I was sitting on the swing right next to the one my brother was sitting on as he talked to Nike, who would do gestures that Zephyr could understand completely and immediately for some reason.

I breathed in the fresh air of the empty park as the warm winds blew my hair backwards, smiling.

It was a Sunday today, you know, the usual thing. Go to church, visit the graves (but actually we're actually visiting both my own grave and my grandfather's), and do whatever. But Zephyr didn't know I was always right beside him instead of being in heaven with God.

I liked to pretend that Zephyr could really see me and he was talking to me instead of Nike, but I knew deep inside that he was really talking to the wisp and not to me and it just makes my heart ache thinking about it.

Zephyr was telling about the Pokemon battle he won in Pokemon Black 2 (that used to be my game until he deleted the save file. TT-TT My babies…) against his friends with the 3DS (that was also originally mine) when his cellphone (that ALSO used to be mine) rang, signaling that he received a text message.

He got it and opened the message. I looked over his shoulder and it said that Mom and Dad are asking him to go home soon since there's some news they'll share with him.

"Huh, I wonder what kind of news they got that they want me to be home really soon…?" he murmured before looking to his shoulder to see Nike floating just above it and the little wisp gave him the go sign.

He grinned and got off the swing, heading towards our apartment building and I followed him, floating like a will-o-the-wisp.

Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I could float around as long as I have the magical hair band on my person. Pretty useful when I start to feel lazy and I don't want to walk.

We soon arrived at our apartment (the park was really close to our apartment building) and Zephyr actually remembered to close the door this time. Is it me or is he getting more responsible and a bit less childish?

"Mom, Dad! I'm home!" Zephyr called out as he walked into the living-dining room, to see our parents sitting at the table.

I don't even want to go to the details of what they look like. Let's just say I'm more like Dad and my brother's more like Mom and leave it at that shall we?

They were both home early, uh oh, usually that's big news. I'm silently praying to God that it's not bad news.

"So…" Zephyr started awkwardly as he sat down, Nike floating below the table since he wanted the little wisp a secret from our parents, "what do you want to tell me…?"

"Well, Zephyr," our mother started to say. She usually sugarcoats things and beats around the bush a lot. Plus, she usually over-explains stuff. "We got a new job and well—"

"We're moving," our father bluntly stated. He's always to the point and hates to beat around the bush, unlike Mom.

But then I registered what he said.

Awkward silence…

"WE'RE MOVING!?" Zephyr and I shouted at the same time, forcing Mom and Dad to cover their ears from the force of my little brother's shout.

"Look, Zephyr," Dad said, "It's for your own good."

"You haven't been yourself ever since Aphrodite died," Mom said sadly, putting a hand on his shoulder, "You need to move on. We'll have a new life in the USA, and you can make a lot of friends there and—"

Zephyr slapped her hand off his shoulder and he stood up, and I could see tears forming in his eyes. "I don't want to move! I've got a lot more friends here ever since I started competitive battling and we just can't move now! It's too sudden!"

Our parents were taken aback. They've seen him thrown a lot of tantrums before but this kind never happened before. "Zephyr—"

"NO!" Even I jumped at the suddenness of his shout. "I-it's just too soon! I-I-I need more time! You two are basically forcing me to forget everything here! I was born here! My sister saved my life here even when I keep on accidentally almost killing her! You can't just suddenly jump this on me when I'm like this!"

"But Zephyr—"

Then he started to head for the door and I followed him, worried.

"Where are you going, young man!?"

He didn't bother to answer our parents until he was just a few steps out of the apartment, and when he answered, he didn't bother to look at them. "Out." Then he slammed the door.

He just ran out of the apartment building, with tears streaming down his face, while Nike and I followed him worriedly.

~~~"First a brother, then a bother, now a friend."-Unknown~~~

Zephyr's POV

I really couldn't believe it. They really want me to go to a place all across the other side of the world and leave all my friends and leave my sister…well…her body.

The next thing I know I was in front of my sister's grave, just right beside our grandfather's grave.

I managed to smile (albeit really small) as I brushed my hand over the grave and I felt tears slip from my eyes to my face until it dropped unto the stone grave.

"Hey, Big Sis," I said softly, "I know I visited you a while ago, but I just needed time to think. You know, our parents told us that we're gonna move." I heard a murmur from Nike who I turned to see that he was on my shoulder, but then I turned back to the grave. "I-I-I…I just don't want to go. I have more friends than before, and I don't want to leave you and grandpa here…" I closed my eyes, trying to imagine as she was really here. "I-I don't even know if I should go with this and move on…but…can you at least give me a sign…any sign…that your actually here…? Please…?"

I sighed. I felt so stupid. Could my sister even give a sign while she's in heaven? I mean, really, she's the one who obsesses about supernatural stuff (and yes, she obsesses about a lot of stuff). Is she actually hearing me?

I started to hear Nike chirping alarmingly about something, so I opened my eyes slowly, before I saw the sight before him that I could not believe.

There were a lot more wisps of different colors, their voices mixing in a harmony of child-like sounds.

I stood back, taking in the spectacle, before realizing they all lined up to form…words?

My eyes widened as I read the message out aloud. "I'll…always…be…there…for…you…"

I let a teary smile spread across my face as the rest of the wisps disappeared.

I don't know if you can read my thoughts, Big Sis. But I'll take what's coming to me, like what you would've done. I'll go on with my life, be the best I can be and make you proud.

Because I know that you're still watching, up from above, and you care so much to actually answer me, even in death.

I got up and headed back to the apartment, with one last lingering thought in my mind.

Big Sis, I love you…

~~~"You can kid the world, but not your sister."-Charlotte Gray~~~

Hestia's POV

It was a few days since the news was sprang on us and Zephyr's outburst and now my family and I were already in an airplane, heading to our new home.

I sat right beside my little brother in an unoccupied seat as he took the window seat and stared out to see the night sky.

His 3DS was low battery since he forgot to charge it (again, I swear, when he will be able to see and hear me I will give him a good tongue lashing and lecturing about always being prepared, didn't Mom and Dad already teach him that?) so he was just talking to Nike again about random stuff.

Soon he started to yawn and get drowsy so I had Nike convince him to go asleep (and when I said convince I mean I got the wisp to keep on nagging until he relented) and soon he was asleep, with a bit of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth.

I smiled softly as I kept on singing the lullaby. The usual ritual was sing a lullaby until he goes to sleep (despite the knowledge of him not hearing me) and when he does I would send one of my will-o-the-wisps to look after him for me while I practice my powers, but since we're on a plane (and I don't want to accidentally make it explode like what happened in what used to be my school bus), I'm just going to continue singing until he wakes up.

I'll always be with him, no matter what. And someday, somehow, I will find a way for him to see and hear me again. And we'll be family again.

I looked out the window, to see glimpses of the ocean bellow, and will soon be the sight of the United States.

'We'll soon be home again,' I thought idly, 'Another country, another place, but still it will be home.'

We're going home.

PLG: Okay, I'm calm now… Very…so…kinda…barely…more or less…calm…

Gaia: *sweatdrops* I am so glad I'm not you. *faces audience* We hoped you enjoyed and please review, favorite, and follow!

PLG: Flames shall be printed out then taken by will-o-the-wisps to some place I don't even want to know! See ya peoplz!