"Will you please step away from the dirt and come over here?!" A voice shouted and I looked up, preparing to meet darkness but I saw light instead; the sun was shining extra hard and I looked down to see that I was wearing a white dress with a red layer of cloth covering it; there was ruffles all around the bottom and the sleeves and I frowned, glancing at the person the voice came from. She was petite and small and looked to be younger than me, with a halo of blond hair framing around her face – her bright blue eyes shone as she offered me a smile and I stepped back slightly.
"Cassandra, do not move towards the dirt, you will ruin your dress!" she shouted, running to me but stopping once she almost reached the dirt I was standing in. I frowned once more, glancing around me to see that I was definitely no longer in Hawaii; in fact I seemed to have jumped directly into a perfect picturesque vision of an old Victorian town.
"What is going on? Who are you?" I asked; even my way of speaking had changed; the girl laughed, reaching forward and dragging me on to the pavement.
"I told you to stop walking on dirt, it is certainly messing with your head you silly girl; I am Ruth." She answered.
"Ruth?" I questioned and she sighed, pouting slightly.
"When will George arrive? I am tired of waiting here like a commoner, mother says not to stand out in the sun no longer than thirty minutes and I am certain I have exceeded that time." she complained.
"Who is George?" I asked and she groaned.
"We must quickly find you somewhere to rest; why are you asking such questions? How do you not know who George is?" she asked.
"What is wrong with Cassandra now?" a voice that definitely belonged to Luke said and I looked up, staring right into Luke's gorgeous golden eyes.
"Luke?" I asked and he turned to the girl.
"Cassandra seems to have forgotten you and I; I believe she has stood out in the sun for far too long and therefore must be having a spell. We must hurry and find her a fine tree to rest under." Ruth explained and I stepped away from the both of them.
"Luke, what is going on?" I asked and he frowned.
"I am George, George Alcorn." He stated.
"Fire! Fire!"
My head immediately turned to the person screaming and I gasped to see a house burning down in front of me – picking up the stupid dress I was wearing, I ran straight for the fire, pushing through the crowd of people to see a child was at the top of the house, shouting for help.
"Cassandra, you must get away from there, it is far too dangerous." Luke said and I turned to him.
"Far too dangerous? Luke, you can save him – use your power." I demanded, glad that my normal dialect seem to be returning and he frowned.
"I do not know what you mean, please let us leave – we have no business here." He answered.
"No business? There is a child about to burn to death and he is crying for help, so I will save him, whether you help me or not." I decided.
"It is not your responsibility Cassandra." He argued.
"Yes it is." I replied.
"And why is it your responsibility?" he asked and I smiled, turning back to the burning building.
"Because I am the goddess of the-"
I gasped, my body tingling and even through the hotness that was surrounding me, I could feel the hairs on my arms rise and I shook my head, concentrating on the situation. The earth was still in darkness and I was still in the midst of the lava, trying to stop it from running down the volcano.
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ASTRA
Fantasy"Everything my father teaches is true, everything. Gods and goddesses are real and there are people out there trying to kill them and stop their reproduction. Those people are called Hunters, fallen angels, former gods and goddesses banished by Zeus...
