Hello, I'm Flame. I was just a normal girl with a torn up, terrible, and destroyed past, or so I thought. In September, about one month away from my 16th birthday, I had a, um, argument with one of my aunt and uncle's about something that became fuz...
We, everyone that is helping me in the war against Duilio is going to our training place to obviously train a little bit before they attack.
Almost everyone is already there though. Romano had forced me to sleep in more due to what had happened yesterday.
He still needs to explain why his grandmother bowed at me yesterday too. Whenever I brought it up he changed the subject.
As I got closer to the training place I noticed that there were people were running the opposite way as I was going.
What's going on? Why is everyone running away?
"What's happening?" I asked helping someone up someone that had fell onto the ground.
"It blew up!" she gasped before taking off running again.
It blew up? What did?
Someone ran up to me and took me in his large arms as I saw a large explosion, exactly were the training place is supposed to be.
All I could hear was this loud, annoying beeping. It started out slow and quiet but started to get more frequent and louder. Where am I? Am I in the hospital?
I started to open my eyes, preparing myself for the bright light, but there was none. The room was completely in the dark. No light at all, except for the smallest of slivers coming from what I think is a door.
I slowly started to sit up as the beeping stopped. I looked around and noticed that I was in a room with dark, jagged bricks. One of the walls was a door with a locked doorknob. I got off the stiff bead and started to walk towards the door, when I got about a yard from the door, something stopped me.
I looked down and saw that my hands were chained to the wall. How did I not see that? How did I not feel it on my wrist?! And why is it burning my wrists ever so slightly?
The doorknob started to turn, and I watched as the door slowly creaked open.
"w-who's there?" I stuttered by accident.
"And here I thought you would be happy and excited to see your favorite uncle," The voice pouted tauntingly. "Not scared."
"My favorite uncle died along with my parents," I said with all the braveness I could muster. "And apparently all that is left of him is a shell of his body that is completely filled with vengeance."
My head flew to the side as he slapped me.
"You will respect me!" he shouted.
"I only give respect to those who earn it, not demand it." I spat out.
He slapped me again. Why do I barely feel a thing?
"What? Don't like the truth when it's given to you?" I taunted.
He slapped me once again. I still don't feel much.
"What a feisty young lady you've turned out to be." he murmured.
"Since when was I a lady?" I retorted.
"That's enough!" he roared, his eyes glowing a bright neon blue.
"Aww, but uncle Duilio," I pouted playfully. "I was having fun, it's not every day that I get to see my deceased uncle."
That was the last thing that I said before I blacked out, once again.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
