It was kind of hard sleeping on cold metal floor. And it's hard to believe I found it quite comfortable.

Leo was next to me trying to sleep. She had been tossing and turning for a while now. She faces me and I look away.

It got cold and I decided to lay down. I wrapped my hands around me so I can keep warm. Why did he make it so cold. Unless it's just me.

I feel a warm hand on my shoulder. It was Leo. I had a half mind to slap her hand away, but I felt warm at the touch.

"You think our parents know we're missing?" Leo asked. I snorted.

"Maybe, even if they did my father wouldn't care." I said to myself. Leo heard.

"Why do you say that? Of course he cares." Leo stated like she knew everything.

"He doesn't alright!" I said without care. I tried so hard to make it seem that way, but of course what do I got to lose. I'm stuck in a cold room with my enemy, my days counted.

I was already expecting what Leo was about to say next. "But, doesn't he-"

"Yeah, I know, he buys me everything. I got ponies, I got shoes, I got cars, but that's only so I can leave him alone!" I let out a long sigh from my little rant.

"Was he always like this?" Leo asked in real concern. I was surprised she wasn't laughing at my agony already. Well, we're not in the best situation to laugh. It's probably forbidden.

"not until...my mom...left..." I admitted. She has to be some sort of hypnosist to make me say that out loud. I began to tell Leo my childhood.

Flashback

"mommy, where's daddy?" I asked her. She was doing my medium length blonde hair in piggy tails. Tying them in my favorite pink ribbons. I wore a magenta dress, the nicest thing I owned. And my dress shoes.

I didn't know why my mom was dressing me up so special but I allowed her to play with my hair. My mother Robinette was wearing an aqua dress with a few jewelery. Her silver hair was left down.

"I don't know. But he said we have to dress our best because he's taking us out." My eyes lit up. Daddy rarely took us out back then. He only did when something REALLY good happens like when I became my third grade class president.

Right on cue daddy burst though the door to our small apartment.

"Ready?" he said.

"Kerman, you just got here." Mommy told him. My dad was dressed in a greyish dress shirt with trousers.

"Yeah but we made reservations at Le Bernardin." Mom pulled my father aside but I managed to hear what they said.

"That's expensive, Kerman. We can not afford it." My dad took my mother's face in both hands.

"Trust me, Mon plus cher trésor." he pecked her on the forhead. She smiled up at him.

Since that night everthing changed. We earned more and more money and soon we moved out. I got everything I wanted. Except...

While sleeping in my own bedroom, filled with toys and dolls and such, I heard my parents arguing in french. They never argued. I climbed out of bed and scampered out of the room when I ran into...

"AH!" I gasped. It was Sebastion. He chuckled.

"It's your bed time Milady." he led me back to my room.

"Why are mommy and daddy fighting?" I asked, scared. Things were changing so much. Sebastion gave me a sympathetic smile.

"Everything will be alright, Milday."

"Why don't you call me by my name?" I asked curiously. Sebastion laughed.

"Do you prefer being called by your name?" he asked. I nodded. "Very well, Emilie." I smiled.

"I also go by Lili by my friends."

"You consider me as a friend?"

"Now I do."

And it was true. Sebastion was the first friend I ever made. Someone I can come to for help. He was the grandfather I never met.

But eighter though Sebastion would be there to tell me stories about france, listen to me rant about school, he even taught me how to draw a star properly. It wasn't enough for me to be aware of my parents marriage.

Sebastion was picking me up from a birthday party. the first one I've ever been invited to. It was around seven when my mom was leaving the house with bags and luggages. A man was helping her.

My dad was screaming in french that I didn't understand. When I asked Sebastion what "Vous marchez à pas marqués !" meant he told me it was best I never repeat that.

Ever.

I then realized what was happening. I heard my friends from school who's parents did the exact same thing.

"Mommy!" I cried. I climbed out of the car Sebastion ordering me to halt. I ran towards the now leaving black mustang. "Mommy!" My feet got tired but I kept going. "Mommy wait for me!" I tripped and laid there, until Sebastion picked me up.

She was gone.

End of flashback.

A tear slid down my cheek.

"You don't know how lucky you are Klisen. You have a mom and dad that loves you." I spat angrily. I really was sick and tired of people griping about how boring and uncool there parents are. At least they have them.

Leo looked down a bit flustered. "i just have a dad." she murmurred. "My mom died when I was eight." I was punched in the stomach. Her mom died. She'll never see her again.

"I'm sorry." I apologized. "if you don't mind me asking, how did she...?" I eft the sentence hanging.

"My mom and dad were on one of the expeditions. Looking for hieroglyphs that was rumored to tell when Judgement day was. I didn't know why she came along, she was carrying my brother-"

"you have a brother!" I asked, surprised. Her eyes glazed over.

"...used to...my mom was preganant with him..." I felt my stomach lurched again. I really need to stop interupting.

"Sorry." I said again. Leo shook her head.

"It's fine. Anyways, we were in the caves. When we were attacked by these...lion...thingies..." She made gestures trying to describe the beasts. "They got both me and my mom. Dad was only able to save one of us. Mom told him to take me. And he did..." her voice cracked on the last word.

We were seriously doomed. "We have to get out of here." I told her. Leo's broken expression instantly lit up as she looked at me.

She had an idea...I just know it.

4 more chapters. he next two chapters will be written the same way. POV blah blah. But on the 19th chapter I'm writing all third person because I'm making it LONG. And full of action and tension. Because

This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny good guys bad guys and explosions as far as the eye can see and only one will survive oh who could it be.

Random musical number ^^;