Intro: The Accident

The accident happened on Sunday, May 6th, at midnight. Exactly.

Two elves lost, all because of curiosity.

This is the story.

They have no control who lived, who died, and who tells their story.

It started a day before, on May 5th.

~May 5th, 6:00pm~

Dex chased us farther into the forest as Fitz and I ran toward the base, where the tents were set up.

We shouldn't really call them tents, though.

They were more like cabanas, like the ones you see at Schlitterbahn. Except, these were more inflatable, but without a pump, and not as puffed up. 5 of these so called 'tents' stood, 50 feet ahead.

"Race?" I asked my Cognate.

Fitz smiled mischievously before waving and boosting his run.

However, as usual, I was much more powerful in that aspect and got to the campfire that stood in the center of the five tents, shaped like a horseshoe, 2 seconds before him.

"I win." I grabbed a blue and green lump off of a platter that had what looked like colorful bread rolls.

"Show-offs." Dex teased, running in 4 seconds after us.

"Where are Keefe and Biana?"

"Probably taking a walk near the river. Or making out." Dex replied with a shudder.

"I'll find them." I turned toward the river, trying to track their thoughts.

"Eww!" I cried, finding Biana's thoughts while she was making out with Keefe."Biana get over her! It's time for dinner!"

"Coming!" I heard her call.

This weekend, the Council had allowed us to take a camping trip to Canyon Lake, in Texas. We were on one of the peaks, looking over the lake.

I had learned how to drive a boat when I was 11, since my father enjoyed water sports like skiing and tubing. I was taught to pull someone on a tube and skis. So, we had bought a red Mastercraft ski boat.

We ate, Keefe and Biana went on a walk, and Fitz, Dex, and myself went star-bottling.

We bottled every color of the rainbow. Don't worry guys. I didn't bottle one of the 5 unmapped stars again.

"What would happen if we mixed different stars?" Dex asked after a few hours.

"I don't know if that's a good idea..." I replied, nervous. But I don't think either of the boys heard.

"I've often wondered that myself. I asked Sir Astin a few years ago. He told me no one has ever tried it."

"I don't know, guys. Aren't you tired?" I was exhausted. When both boys shook their heads I added. "Well, I'm going to bed. Goodnight boys." I walked downhill and heard them talking about what to mix.

After that, all I remember is waking to a loud boom, like an explosion. I ran out, finding flames everywhere. I saw a flash of light and a glimpse of Keefe and Biana leaping away. I ran toward the flames, looking for my best friends. "Dex! Fitz! Where are you!"

Keefe leaped back then. "Sophie, comehere! We have to get out of here!"

"But-" I started to protest, but was rudely interrupted.

"Come on!" He held out his arm, the other holding a crystal.

I obeyed, though I knew it was wrong.

In the few seconds that it took me to get to Keefe, I tried to track thoughts. Only Keefe's and my own. That meant that they were safe at home, right.

Yeah. That's where they are and I'll see them in the morning.

But, deep in the pit of my stomach, I knew I was never going to see them again.

Thats the day I realized that I have no control who lives, who dies, who tells their story.

Or do I...