The Unknown Phophecy

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I woke up in a hammock. I looked at my surroundings. A guy with jet-black hair walked into the room.
"Hi?" I asked.
"You're Jerrica, and Ezra's kid, aren't you?" He asked.
"Who?"
He looked at me with confusion.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"I don't know," I responded.
He picked up my hair and looked at the back of my neck.
"Holy shit!" He said.
He left the room. I raised my hand and touched the side of my head to feel it was shaved, and a part of it was bandaged. Another girl and a guy walked into the room, and both were weirdly familiar to me.
"Oh my god!" The guy said.
He ran to the side of the hammock.
"I know, you probably don't know who I am. You did it, kiddo." He explained.
"What is going on?" I asked.
"I'm your uncle, and this is your aunt. You lost your memory after defeating your mom and I's cousin."
"Hi, sweetie." The lady said.
"What was the last thing you remember?"
"The name Shea, for some reason," I responded.
"Oh, okay." He continued. "That was your adoptive name."
"Oh." I touched my face. "Why does my face hurt?"
"You cut your lip open while you were healing your grandparents."
"Oh."
He turned to my aunt.
"No one can know yet," He explained.
"What about Jerrica and Erza?" She asked.
"Not yet."
"Why am I in boys' clothes?" I interrupted.
"You stole them from a commoner as a disguise." My uncle explained.
"My head hurts. Can I go back to sleep?"
"Of course."
They left the room. I soon drifted off to sleep. I saw a lady with dark red hair come close to me.
"Hi, sweetie." The lady said.
She tried to hug me, and I stepped back.
"Who are you!" I asked.
"Oh my god!"
"What the hell is going on?"
"Sweetie, Where are you?"
"Um...My uncle's house, supposedly."
I fell to the ground and immediately felt light-headed.
"Oh my god!"
She turned around and disappeared. There was a guy who walked up to me.
"You thought you could get rid of me?" He asked.
Before he could touch me, I woke up.