Look what I did. I updated on time. Aren't y'all proud of me? So I don't have much to say anymore, except I'm hanging in there. My irrational fear of my own death is not getting better, and I've proved myself to be one eloquent human being. How are you guys? Doing good? Enjoying whatever weather you're getting? I hope wherever you are the sun is out and you're safe from it's UV rays. Don't get skin cancer, wear sunscreen and hats, and enjoy this chapter because if you're reading this you probably aren't outside and don't plan on leaving your house for awhile.

Summer and I were ten, Reine was four, and Hiro was fourteen. Mom was pregnant, and Dad was constantly in a mood. What else was new? Maybe the fact that Summer, Hiro, and I were given our choice of weapons and thrown into a training room we had no idea existed. There was a line of targets against a wall, a training dummy in the middle of the room, and a line of mirrors. Hiro said the most logical thing he had ever said, "Are those mirrors double sided?" Summer tilted her head, "What does that mean?"

"Okay, so I read that there are these mirrors that reflect one side and act as windows on the other. Basically someone could be watching us and we'd never know." I threw the sword Dad had handed me into a mirror and it shattered, showing the brick wall behind. Hiro rolled his eyes, "Well, that solves that mystery." Summer attempted to pull an arrow out of her quiver and almost stabbed her eye out, "I don't like this. It's too… awkward."

"Your stubby little arms can't reach?" I wiggled my eyebrows at her as best I could, "Need longer arrows?" She stuck her tongue out at me, the picture of maturity. Hiro managed to trip over his spear, I got my sword stuck in the ceiling, and Summer used all her arrows trying to shoot it down. That was about when Dad walked in, gave us a disappointed look, and dismissed us for the day. Hiro was the first out of the room, nearly shoving Dad out of the way in his haste to put his pajamas back on. Dad whirled around to watch him sprint away, "Hiro Drew of Creation you get back over here this instant!" Summer giggled, "Full name. He must be in trouble." Hiro simply laughed, "You can't make me do anything!" Dad looked livid for a second before turning to us, "Girls, please never become teenagers."

"What's wrong with teenagers?" He sighed and put a hand on Summer's shoulder, "They think they can do anything and everything." Summer looked over at me, "Like Autumn?"

"Exactly like Autumn." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, "Standing right here you know."

"We know," Dad said with a sigh. I grinned at him and he looked away, an expression of total disappointment on his face. He always seemed to look like that. I don't think he had been happy once since he had kids. Sorry Dad, we ruin everything. He let Summer and I go do whatever we wanted, only stopping to warn us that he expected us to train every day, before going to find Hiro. I later learned that he had plans for all of us. I saw Hiro coming out of the room later looking absolutely miserable.

"Lose a fight with a brick wall?" I joked, elbowing him. He winced and gave me a push, "Dad's got it in his head that I'm some sort of hero."

"Well yeah, you kind of are. Mom named you well." Hiro rolled his eyes, "Half Hiro, half Drew, half Creation."

"That's three halves."

"I know what I'm talking about." I laughed, "I don't think you do but okay. What does he want you to do?"

"Slay dragons or something."
"Damn. The old man's finally lost it." Hiro nodded, "Yep. Dragons don't really exist, right?" I got an idea suddenly, "Want to find out?"

"What?"

"Just follow me, okay?" I grabbed Hiro's arm and dragged him to a small door. He watched me pick the lock without saying a word about me breaking rules. That's what I liked about Hiro, he was a firm believer in the saying, rules are meant to be broken. Inside that room was basically the only way Dad could really tell what was going on everywhere else in the world. It was basically a garden pond, minus the fish and cool plants. Of course, there was more to it than meets the eye. I waved my hand over it and the liquid turned a black color. Hiro raised an eyebrow, "Is this how Dad knew that I stole the entire fridge last week?"

"That was you?"

"No comment." I laughed, "Okay, so let's see some dragons." The liquid rippled and an image of a dragon showed up. The dragon was a frosty white color, and it seemed agitated. We watched as another dragon flew down and the two started fighting. Hiro stared, "Shit man… That's not good." Someone behind us cleared their throat, "What are you two doing in here?" I whirled around to see Dad. Well, I saw him for about three seconds before falling directly into the pond. I heard Hiro scream and Dad ran over and pulled me out, "This stuff is incredibly dangerous! It can burn through flesh in minutes!" I looked down at the liquid slithering off my clothes and back into the pond, "Yeah, I'm kind of fine." Hiro crossed his arms, probably embarrassed that he had just screamed like a three year old girl on helium, "You're kind of an idiot. If you die on me I'm going to drag you back from hell and kill you again."

"I'd like to see you try." Dad sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "I can't handle children, why did I think becoming a father would be a good idea." Mom had made her way to the pond room when Hiro had screamed and now she stood in the doorway with a small smile, "You're not having second thoughts, are you? I mean, it's a little late now." Dad looked at her, "If you ever have another child we're going to give them to the wolves to raise." Mom raised an eyebrow and Dad sighed, "Wolves it is." Hiro looked at the two of them, "Dad, have you been using protection?" Dad inhaled sharply and started coughing, "Y-you… how do you know what that is?!"

"Mom gave me the Talk." Dad looked at Mom, "Don't teach our children about sex. Look at them. If they ever reproduce the world will end."

"Yes, but you love them, don't you sweetheart?" Dad looked at Hiro and I, "Occasionally. When they're not breaking rules or being stupid." I held up my hands in a time out gesture, "Wait a minute. We're always breaking rules and being stupid. You heartless old man." Mom laughed, "Autumn, stop bothering your father. You and Hiro go play or something. Summer's getting very lonely, and Reine wants someone to braid her hair." Hiro ran out of the room, "Dibs on hair braiding duty!" I walked out, "That idiot's going to know more about hair styling than Summer by the time Reine's an adult." Mom ruffled my hair and walked into the room with Dad, shutting the door behind her.

That was actually a good year for us. Dad learned that when Hiro or I called him old man, we weren't insulting his age. We also finally lived up to our namesakes. SInce I was the Artist, I woke up one morning with a love of drawing and painting that came out of nowhere. Summer found her voice and really grew into her role as the Musician. Hiro learned how weapons worked and decided he wanted to save some lives and kick some ass. His words, not mine. Reine, though she was only four, learned how to dance. I'm not talking about ballet or anything, I'm talking moving with precision and stabbing a fork into the ceiling with her foot. Mom gave birth again, and this time my dad declared the "no more children" rule. Literally, if Mom and Dad had any more children we had to throw them into other galaxies and universes. Let them be adopted by the other beings out there. I, being the least excited for a new sibling, agreed wholeheartedly. With the house getting a little too crowded, and me being an introvert, Mom insisted that I get my own space. Dad made me an art studio, making me promise that I would create everything inside as practice. I made a few tables, some easels, a television, a couch, and a potted plant named Jerry. I decorated the walls with my art, and eventually I was spending more time in there than my own room. Summer would have to drag me away from my paintings at three in the morning to get me to go to sleep in my own bed. I could see Dad regretting everything internally. When was he not full of regret and dismay? The year after that thing took a turn for the worse. Actually, I say worse but what I really mean is they took a turn for the normal. Welcome to my life, trust no one, and always listen to your dreams.

It started with Mom's death. I woke up one morning to screaming. Summer was hiding behind our bedroom door and refused to go outside.

"It sounds like someone's being murdered out there!"

"Oh good, always wanted to die in the kitchen." She laughed hysterically, "I hate you so much sometimes."

"Didn't think you were capable of feeling emotions other than glitter and sunshine." I left the room before she could say anything else. It turns out that Reine was the one screaming. I suppose everyone knows what shadow goo is. For those who don't, allow me to paint a verbal picture. Shadow goo is basically this sticky, inky stuff that gets everywhere and stains things. Not even the best laundry detergent can get shadow goo out. In some cases, it can be used as a lethal weapon. There were only a few people in the history of Creation who could use this. One of them was the Destroyer. So imagine my shock at my little sister on her hands and knees, screaming bloody murder, while shadow goo raced out from under her hands like the roots of trees. Mom was in there too, trying to comfort her. I could hear her muttering, "It's okay Reine, it's alright. Just let it out. It's okay." My dad ran in at the worst possible moment, "What in the name of-" The shadow goo reacted really badly to him being there. Well, I say the shadow goo but I know it was Reine being startled. I looked away, probably because I knew what happened. I could still hear it though, the sound of being impaled, the sound of someone dying. When I looked up again, Reine was unconscious and Dad was holding Mom's limp body in his arms. We buried her as a family, minus Reine and baby Jason. It was a room that was supposed to connect the other worlds to ours, but Dad closed it off when his brother died because he didn't want company from any gods that would threaten the safety of the Raposa. Now we laid my mother to rest there, and Dad filled the room with roses. Then he took the memories of her death from everyone but me. He was going to, don't get me wrong, but I seemed to have a way with words, "I'm going to remember, so you don't have to deal with shit alone." He nodded and sat down next to me, "You're an insolent child, you know that?"

"Pretty much."

"You look exactly like her too."

"So I'm the most human?" He sighed, "Autumn, what happened here today can never be spoken about again. It's up to us to make sure Reine doesn't turn on the family."

"Sounds like fun." He looked at me, "Turn off the attitude for five minutes, please?"

"Okay. So you finally need me for something?"

"Yes. Oh, not that you weren't useful before." I laughed quietly, "Got it. I'll be around making sure everything stays intact." Dad attempted a smile, "Perhaps I should allow you out more."

"What?"

"Oh yes, the Heroes of Creation. I think that would work."

"What are you talking about?" Dad stood up, "I'm about to restore faith in Creation. Where's your brother?" I pointed down the hall and Dad walked off. For some reason I had a horrible feeling about what was going to happen, but it wasn't as bad as Mom dying. It was more, oh shit, we're about to do something with our lives. He called us the Heroes of Creation, which was never a good sign. Now with Mom gone, I was worried that we were going to have to grow up fast or we were dead.

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