Wolfheart's Quest #1: The Alpha

Chapter 10

   Elsa arrives home, at five o'clock p.m. She immediately gets to work on her math assignments. Halfway through the first problem, Elsa gets confused about how the problem ends. She obviously did something wrong. She does it again at a slower pace and gets the same result. She thinks it over. Nope, she just doesn't get it. Her mind is too simple to work out a math problem. Why do I need to learn this? It's not as if I'll be using it in the future.
   Jemima walks past. He pauses over Elsa. "Need some help?" Elsa shrugs. She doesn't like Jemima's help. (You'll soon learn why) "Where's Mum?"
"She went out. I guess I must help you then."
    Elsa sighs and relents. Jemima explains what to do, then asks what the answer is. "Hmmm. . . Two hundred thirty-one point four six?"
   "No!" Thwak!
   "Ouch!"
    "Do it again, only properly this time."
       "You don't think I done it properly before?" Asks Elsa while rubbing her aching head.
  "Nope. So do it."
   "Oh, yeah. Hey, Jemima, guess what?"
    "What?"
    "I actually bruised. See?" She thrusts her hand into his face. He quickly jerks his head back and glares at Elsa. "Congratulations. Now get back to work. Sighing, Elsa does that for the rest of the night. No one pays much attention to Elsa's hand. Good.
   That night, Elsa has another bad dream.
  
   Elsa is running. She doesn't know what she's running away from, and she doesn't recognize the land. It's a desert. The heat suffocates Elsa, the burning sand scorching her bare feet. Laughter erupts behind her, but fades as she approaches an oasis. Kneeling down, she lifts water up to her parched lips. Once she's finished, she stares at her reflection. It doesn't look anything like her. Her hair's sticking in every direction, short, and there's dark circles under her bloodshot eyes. Her skin is sunburnt and scarred. While she's looking, a man appears in the reflection behind her. Without looking up, Elsa talks to the man. "What happened to me? I hardly recognize myself." The man puts a hand on her shoulder. "Everyone who undergoes the kind of change you will have, changes inside and out drastically, sister." He waves a hand over the water. Her reflection turns into the reflection of a wolf. "Despite everything, in you beats the heart of a wolf. Don't ever give up. Your King won't ever leave you. When in doubt, be in prayer." He waves over his reflection and becomes a lion. Elsa looks at him in surprise. "Are you-"
   "Yes. I am the Lion of Judah. But I am also the Lion of Australia, just as you're Wolfheart of Australia. You are meant for something more than this simple life. I know that this might not make sense, but you will understand in time." The Lion turns to leave. "Wait, sir!"
    "Yes, sister?"
      "Who am I really? I don't feel like I fit in."
    "You are who you say you are." He leaves. Suddenly everything fades into a wasteland. Elsa looks around and sees something moving towards her. It's a dragon. He waltz up to her. "What are you doing here, child of dust?" She backs away. "I don't know. Who are you?" The Dragon wraps his tail around her torso and pulls her closer. "Really? You don't know me?" Elsa shakes her head. "Well, I am Lucifer. You seem like a poor, strong child that needs someone to guide her. Why don't you join me?" Elsa frowns. The name, Lucifer, seems familiar. Where did she hear it? "Ummm, no thanks. I don't think I'm meant to talk to dragons."
   "Why ever not? I'm perfectly safe. Unless you defy me."
   "That doesn't sound safe to me. What would you do if I defy you?" "I would just throw you away. But you won't do such a foolish thing. If you did, you would have missed everything you've ever dreamed of. Riches, fame, fans, power. Don't you want that?"
  "What about friends?"
   "They will come with riches, fame, fans and power."
   "I don't want those kind of friends. Sorry, but I pass." The dragon growls. "Surely you're not passing on your dreams?"
   "They don't sound like dreams to me. Jesus would agree." He roars. "Don't Ever Say That Name In My Presence!"
    "Too late. I'm leaving now. Bye." "Oh, no you don't. No one defies me and lives." A tail wraps itself around Elsa and lifts her off the ground. "You will pay." Elsa tries to slip out, but the tail squeezes her body. Gasping for breath, she tries desperately to push the tail away, but it prevails. The dragon lumbers over to a cliff. He hangs Elsa over the edge, and releases her.

   Elsa is falling. Thud! Elsa lands hard on her concrete floor. She groans in pain, and can't get up. Not another one. Once she's recovered, Elsa grabs onto the side of the bed. Using it as a crutch, she pulls herself up. The sheets are wrapped around her again, restricting her movements. After she extracts herself from the sheets, she checks the time. 5:00a.m., only one hour this time. She gets change, then examines her hand. Still bruised, but the swelling is down. Not surprising; Elsa heals easily. She never knows why. Her friends are freaked out about that, since Elsa can take blows that they can't take, and barely have a mark. Even when she has a bruise or cut, it's usually healed when they see her the next day. It even freaks Elsa out herself. And she's never broken or dislocated anything. She has the most violent family ever, and stills lives without major injuries.
   To explain, this is her five brothers: sword fighting for real with metal poles, stuffing a younger brother in a barrel and shoving it down a mountain, white-water rafting in a flooded creek on body boards and tabletops, wrestling on the floor, almost dislocating Elsa's shoulder, stabbing another brother in the back with a pen (almost made a tattoo), and having rubber band fights at close range. They have wrestled in church before, too (It's a true story). Elsa has tried to give her brothers away for free, but no one wants them.
   Well anyway, Elsa is a mystery to everyone including herself. Who is she?
   She starts off, on her way to the bed

How was that? Let me know please. Sorry of it's weird and boring. I'm trying. People are saying that it's good, but I don't know with other people.