Disclaimer- Please backtrack to chapter one to view disclaimer.

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We all walked in to a room with white walls, a white floor, and a white... well everything.

"Get out," The man snapped at two men working at one of the counters. The men exchanged confused glances,
and scurried out the door like two scarded mice.

The man walked briskly to the back of the room, a unlocked a, white, door.

This is unnerving.

He walked in a beckoned for us to follow.

A big, white, cabinet thing loomed in front of us. While we, well at least I was, staring in awe at the cabinet thing,
the man turned around and narrowed his eyes.

"You ALL," he emphasized the word all, "Understand the agreements?"

We all nodded for the sake of our well being, including the boy.

He turned back aroung and unlocked the cabniet by...

Two number combinations, one spin, one electronic,

3 vocie activation codes, including numbers, and phrases,

A color code with 10 diffrent colors,

and 3 keys, hidden in three diffrent spots.

Jeez, over-protective much?

Sitting on a shelf, 6 jars each with there own unique design and filled with different things.

The man took the first jar, filled with pebbles. "Clay,"

Clay stepped forward. The man poured half the contents on one of Clay's hand, and the other half on the other hand.
The moved a tad bit, a completely covered his hands all the way up to his elbows, then the sunk in his skin.

I was a bit freaked out.

The man grabbed the next jar, as Clay with much brighter eyes, stepped back into our line. The next jar, was filled with... water?

The man stared at Omi. Omi looked around then took it.

"Drink," The man ordered.

That thing had about a gallon of water! The would take forever! But as soon as Omi's lips meet the water, it was gone in seemingly a flash.

Freak-y.

Omi smiled, took a deep breath, and stepped back.

The next jar was filled with orange/red stuff. It was moving, even without someone touching it, like it was dancing.

"Kimiko,"

My mother bowed her head and took the jar,

"Pour it over yourself,"

Ruin my life two gasped. Why, was this dangerous?

She did as he said, and it danced down her body, and disappeared.

Her normally dull grayish/blue eyes turned a bright sapphire blue.

She smiled the biggest smile I've seen from her ever, and took a step back.

The man cocked an eyebrow, and pulled off the next jar which contained...

nothing?

"Inhale, Raimundo." My daddy did so, and the same thing happened, eyes brighter, and much happier.

And so Dojo got his flying a super-size back, he was SOO happy, I almost laughed, but relived it was my turn.

I gulped and looked at ruin my life one. He was holding out another jar, with a purplish mist.

"Hold out your hand,"

I did so, my hand was trembling so hard, I was so unsure. Did this hurt? Do I really want to do this?

He poured all over my hand, it looked like it was cascading down my hand, and yet, stayed there. It lifted off my hand.

Uhhh, did I get rejected?!

The mist formed into a ball, the half the size of a fist, and steadily headed towards, my head.

I reeled back only to be stopped by my mother who pushed my slightly forward. It continued to go, then touched my forehead, but didn't stop there. It kept going until it was gone.

We were flying on Dojo, to a place to call home. Home.

I had learned what my element was.

Something I owned.

Something no one else could ever have.

I, Lynn Pedrosa, daughter of Raimundo Pedrosa and Kimiko Pedrosa, prisoner for thirteen years, was the dragon of

Physic.

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It's gone... NOO!! It's over, the story that nobody but a couple people read, over! Sob Whatever shall I do!?...
Oh right, make a sequel. Anyways, if this is even two years from when this was posted, I would like you to still review. Will make me feel special forever and always.

Thanks to .Drawing.With.Crayons. and BDPG my BFF for reviewing, and make me want to keep going. And everyone eles for voting! Changed the WHOLE story.

Sob I will start on my sequel, it will be called, Hate is Forbidden in my Heart, Love is Forbidden In the Air. IF it will fit. Maybe. So bye, and everyone in this story and more will see you in the next book.

RR&B! (For good!)