Chapter 9.

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As we walked into the hut that held my disastrous fate or the biggest luck. I constantly reminded myself that I didn't do anything wrong. 'It was self defence. Yep. It was just self defence' "Lydia, are you okay? You've been silent this whole time." "Just thinking about the possibility of me lasting another day in the glade." "Don't worry, we believe in justice. If someone has done something wrong and lying about it then we will figure it out. Trust me."

I nodded and took a deep breath. I am exhausted and I felt my head spinning. "You will need to remember that I love you." I shook my head violently. "What? What did you just say?" "What? that you don't need to worry?" "No. After that" "I didn't say anything. Lydia? Are you okay?" I frowned. "Yeah. I am fine. I was just daydreaming" he frowned but then shrugged it off.

"She won't be able to make it." "Please, promise me that you'll try your best to make it back" "W.I.C.K.E.D is good." "I will always be proud of you." "Lydia?!" All the voices started taking over and I started to get really dizzy. "Lydia?! We need to get you back to the hut! Your stitches have opened!" I nodded and passed out as he started carrying me to the med jacks.

Then images started to form together under my closed eyelids. It was all a blurry until my mind put it on focus. "Lydia. You listening? This is important" "I'm sorry, mom. I was just daydreaming again. Can you repeat it?" "Of course. But you need to listen carefully. We are going to adopt a little girl. Do you understand what this means lydia?" My hands covered my mouth and I dropped my doll and jumped up and down. "I'm going to have a sister?!" Mom laughed and opened her hands out for a hug and I ran at her in full force and jumped up to hug her.

"Mommy? When will she come here?" "This afternoon" Then five year old me start squealing and jumping up and down like a kangaroo on a some strong amount of caffeine. My mother was laughing as my father smiled and went off to go pick the lonely girl to take her to where she is loved.

Mom explained that the new girl will be staying with us because her mother died and her dad wasn't able to take care of her for too long and we are cousins with them anyways, so she is a part of our family. Her dad is an field agent and didn't want her to be put in any danger and that he can't take care of her since he won't be there all the time for her. So my parents made an agreement to take care of her and he will come around to see her whenever he comes back.

After a few hours of mini me painting a new background for our new family portait.(A/n: yes, the picture in the chapter media. She had some help by her mom but she is now an insane artist.)  Then the sound a the door opening and closing stopped me immediately, as I ran and jumped onto the rail and started to slide until I got to the bottom and jumped off like an professional aerobic stunt performer (A/n: is that what it's called? Well it is now)

"Lydia. Never do that again. You nearly killed me." Mom said with her hand over her chest. I giggled and then was cut off when I heard movement happen behind my dad. "Aw, don't be shy, sweetie. This is your sister, Lydia. Lydia say hello" "hello, sister" I grinned.

Then the person moved away and it was a little girl who was slightly taller than me, she had dark perfectly curled hair and chocolate brown eyes. She smiled and shook my hand, and I knew it from then that we might not look the same but we are sisters and that's just how it's always been. "Hello my new sister, my name is Allison"

Allison's p.o.v  (A/n: bet you weren't expecting that. Well, you thought wrong)

After I finished my daily run in the maze and finished mapping I ran to the med jacks to see how Lydia was doing. She was pale and was still unconscious. I wonder what she is dreaming about.

I sat down next to her and held her hand as she lied unconscious. I should of at least been there for her or asked her where is was going. This is my fault for not noticing that she was missing sooner. I went through my pocket and tried to find my necklace that I came up with in the box. It was of an arrow head that was engraved with the words "Words can be shot like an arrow. So try aim mine to me and you'll be decease- L" I smiled at it without really knowing why but it was a moment of just peace and remembering for once.

'But then again. Who's L?' Liam? I don't think I've know any one before the glade. Then Liam walks in. "Yeah? You called me?" "No I didn't. I was just thinking" "oh. It's just that I heard you talking out loud then." "Oh sorry. By the way, does this arrow head necklace look familiar to you?" "No. I've never seen it before. Where did you get it? This looks like real silver"

I started at it in awe. "It's not silver. It's platinum." "how do you know?" "I can feel the different with the weight. I have a feeling I know a lot about blacksmithing" (A/n: I have no idea what I am talking about haha) "a useful technique" I laughed and nodded. "Thanks anyways, Liam. And take care. We don't want you falling in holes you dug up again,  young man" "Yes, mother"

I rolled my eyes at his comment as he left. Then after a long half an hour, Lydia woke up. She muttered and I smiled at her lazy ass trying to fall back asleep. "Oh no you don't. I was here for nearly an hour waiting for you to wake up. You will not scare me to death like that again"

she chuckles. "Chill Alli. Everything will be fine." "Yeah. Well, the med jacks said that you will not be leaving your bed until the stitches heal or unless there's a magic alternative option I never knew about comes up in the box." She laughs slightly.

"By the way, what's that in your hand?" "Oh, that's just a necklace I came up with. It's an arrow head with writing in the back, see" I gestures out my hand to show her. She looks over in a look of amazement and excitement. "I have a necklace too. Look." She gestures to her necklace she was wearing which was a shape of a scroll and a feather pen. It said "but you can rewrite the story you will once become..." and she turned it around. "And let's call it the Queen and her knight- A"

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