She scanned her surroundings trying to think of what she could do, and where her actions would take her. She wasn't going down without a fight, she wouldn't, she would never. " Put your hands up where we can see them! " a guard commanded. She glared slowly raising her hands over her head. Guards began lowering their mga baril when a smirk spread across her face. Suddenly a smoke bomb exploded making guards yell out and begin shooting. She knocked down guards from behind as the mist seemed to go on forever around her. A tight grasp that clasped around her upper arm suddenly caught her sa pamamagitan ng suprise, as she was thrown down hard on the ground. The mist began to fade as the guard pointed his gun down at her, keeping his finger firm on the trigger, " It's over " he said. Was it?, was it really going to be over so fast?, after all shes done it was just going to end like this?. All these thoughts and tanong spun through her mind as she closed her eyes embracing for the worst. Suddenly voices and comments were heard making her eyes flutter open. First she had seen the dim lighted ceiling and all the familiar faces staring down at her.


The two faces to the far left ahead of me that shared the same features of red hair, freckles, and brown eyes were the twins Duke and Jake. Moving along to the girl susunod to them, her red hair, freckles and unmistakeable green eyes made you realize she was the twins older sister. Her name is Maddison. The girl susunod to her with dirty blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes was Ayton. And....the boy susunod to her with dirty blonde hair and blueish-grey eyes, Is my brother Daemian. And of course you;re wondering probably who I am and why I suddenly decide to take over this part of the story. I hate how books can be so short and it doesn't give enough time for the character to finish what they have to say. Here is the answer that you;ve been waiting for, Who am I, why am i here talking to you. Its not that hard to figure out, I look like my father but share my mothers personality and smile, I have my grandmothers name as my middle name. I was not granted the abilities my brother has, or bestowed my fathers sword that was passed down for generations. Who am I? I'll tell you, I am Amara Roxanne Thompson.