𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

All Emerson wanted was to have something permanent. She didn't want to keep moving around every few months. She didn't want to have to wonder when she's going to have to pack up her things into a trash bag and leave. She didn't want to have to get used another routine and another group of people. Nothing was ever permanent and Emerson hated that simple fact.

Emerson is seventeen and has been in the foster system since she was six years old, no one ever wanting to adopt her. She waits for the day that she turns eighteen, so that she can finally start living on her own. So she can finally stop experiencing the constant heartache that comes with being a foster child.

Emerson stood on the doorsteps of yet another house, having lost count of how many houses she's been in, years ago. Her case worker, Kelly, stood next to her, holding a clipboard, her mouth formed into a straight line. Emerson knew that Kelly wanted to be rid of Emerson. She was assigned to her for so long and she was no doubt tired of dealing with her bullshit.

Kelly knocked on the door and Emerson gripped her trash bag filled with belongings tightly, hoping that the foster family she has to spend the next few months with, is decent.

A girl around Emerson's age opened the door. She had curly black hair, piercing brown eyes and pale white skin. She was beautiful. She looked like she would be a raging bitch, but she definitely looked way too young to be Emerson's new foster mom.

The girl looked back and forth between Kelly and Emerson, before putting a smile onto her face—the smile looked forced though, causing Emerson to grip her bag even tighter.

"Why, hello," the girl said, her voice sounding enriching. "You must be my new sister."

Emerson wanted to correct her. That she was her new foster sister, but she figured that that wouldn't be the best idea, so she merely stayed silent. At least she knows that this girl wasn't going to be her foster mom. That would have been beyond weird.

"Hello, dear," Kelly spoke up. "Where is your dad or mom?"

"Inside," the girl answered before raising her voice and shouting, "Dad! Mom! She's here!" The girl looked at Emerson once more before darting back inside.

A man came to the door. Emerson could tell that he was where the girl got her looks from. Same black hair, piercing brown eyes and pale skin. He smiled at Emerson but it wasn't forced or fake, like the girl's was.

"Emerson!" he says. "Hi, I'm Jake, it's a pleasure to meet you." He holds out his hand like he wants Emerson to take it, so she does and he shakes it then let's go. Well, he seems nice so far, but he could also just be putting on a show for her caseworker. That happens way too often.

"Well," Kelly speaks up. "I'll leave her with you. Call if anything happens and I'll be back on Tuesday to see how things are going. Alright?"

Jake nods. "Thank you."

Kelly waits for Emerson to respond, so she gives a slight nod. That satisfied Kelly and she had left.

Emerson glances at Jake, not sure what to do.

"Come on in," Jake says, gesturing Emerson inside, so she did. She glances around the living room. Nothing out of the ordinary.

"So you met my daughter already," Jake says, referring to when the girl had opened the door for Emerson and Kelly. "Her name is Danielle. I'm sure you guys will get along."

Emerson wasn't sure about that but she didn't reply to that.

Jake went on.

"My wife is asleep, but you'll meet her at dinner time," he says, "and Danielle also had a twin brother, Damian, but he's over at a friend's house at the moment. He'll be back later."

Emerson nodded in response. She hasn't had good experiences with foster siblings, especially foster brothers, so she was kind of nervous.

"I'm tired," Emerson says. "Can I sleep?" She wanted to be alone.

"Of course," Jake says. "I'll lead you to your room. I'll wake you up when it's dinner time."

"Alright."

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After showing Emerson her bedroom, Jake went into his, where his wife, Lora, was furiously typing away at her computer, her forehead creasing.

"Jake," Lora exclaimed, looking away from her computer. "She's the last one."

Jake raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" he asked, sitting on the bed next to his wife.

"The last element," Lora said. "I felt a great surge of power from her, as soon as she entered the city limits. On the next full moon, all of their powers will awaken. Including our daughter."

Lora sounded fearful, which Jake didn't blame her for. He knew what she had endured when she was the embodiment of light, before her powers faded away and entered the next successor, twenty years later, which could only mean that the Elements are needed once again, which was never a good thing.

Jake took a look at the computer, seeing that Lora had put an outdated picture of Emerson as Earth, on her diagram. Their daughter, Danielle, was Darkness, which didn't sit right with either of them. Hopefully the darkness doesn't consume her, like it did with Monica's classmate, Diana.

Danielle's best friend, Lilith, was under Light. Hopefully that doesn't put a damper on their friendship. Danielle's three other classmates Waverly, Faline and Ariella were Water, Fire and Air respectfully.

Emerson really was the last ones. Jake and Lora were hoping that the Earth element never showed up, so their little girl, Danielle, as well as her best friend and classmates, can continue to live normal lives. But there was no stopping fate from putting Emerson in their lives, so the six girls can fulfill their destiny as the next Elements.

"I hope Danielle stays our sunshine, despite being Darkness," Lori says. "I hope she stays good."

"Me too, Lori," Jake says. "But I know our daughter. Danielle won't let the darkness control her. She'll control it."

Lori smiled. "You're right."

"I know."