destiny of gold

chapter three: looming thunder

Chapter three looming thunder

Morning dawned.

Brooke groaned as she sat up, her hair was frazzled and her eyes were red, it was a clear sign that she had not had a very good night.

Whenever she would close her eyes, she would see an image of her parents' dead bodies. Since she had been eight when they had passed, and she had been home pretty much all day that day, she had witnessed firsthand their murder and sat with their bodies before, during and after they had died, she had been found by Hunter and Blake.

When she was questioned by the police, Brooke couldn't tell them who had attacked her parents, she was so traumatized that her mind had gone blank and she had cut herself off from the rest of the world. She cried when a stranger tried to touch her, and took refuge in Hunter's arms.

Even to this day I can't remember who killed my parents she thought miserably.

A yawn escaped her lips and she checked the clock beside her. 8:00am.

Time to get up she mused, stretching and kicking the blankets off of her legs, she was still wearing a pair of white shorts and Cam's green shirt. Since she didn't have any clothes of her own, he had agreed that she could use one of his shirts for bed; while the shorts belonged to Tori.

Speaking of Tori...

"Morning," the Blonde smiled as she entered the bedroom, carrying a breakfast tray. "We thought you might be hungry!"

Brooke smiled. "Thank you It's very thoughtful of you," she said. " so Thank you."

As the tray was placed across her legs, she cut into her eyes, before stopping herself and looking up at the water ninja. "Did you cook this?" she asked.

"Yes," Tori nodded. "The others can't cook to save their lives, although I am pretty sure that Sensei could, but he doesn't have thumbs."

"And he is about three foot tall," Brooke added, with a small laugh.

Tori laughed in agreement.

While Brooke ate her breakfast, she and Tori talked about everything and anything, but mostly they conversed about Brooke's brothers. "They come off as intimidating the first time you meet them," Brooke explained, "but they are really big softies underneath, especially Hunter. Blake, he's only three years older than me and he likes to tease me, but he is very protective when it comes down to it."

Brooke paused, thinking of her brothers made her feel lonelier than she already felt. She wanted them back, she wanted them to hold her, and she wanted them to tell her that everything was going to OK. She wanted to believe that they were alive and well out there somewhere, and that they were searching for her. She needed them, needed their support, comfort, care and most importantly she needed their love.

Tori looked up at the blonde sitting opposite her and frowned as she saw several different emotions play across the younger teens face.

Pain. Hurt. Sorrow. Sadness. Fear. Anguish. Anger. Terror. Loneliness.

Brooke looked around wildly as she started to hyperventilate. She felt like she was suffocating, she needed an escape route; she had to get away from here! This was too much for her to handle alone. She didn't want to stay here, she wanted to go back in time and be home before the Thunder academy was attacked, and she wanted to be with her brothers.

"Brooke..." Tori said, reaching out to touch the young girl's shoulder.

A scream echoed, loudly, and Brooke pulled away from Tori, backing herself into the corner behind her bed. Her arms wrapped around her legs as she hugged them close to her chest and she buried her face in her knees, rocking back and forth, muttering over and over to herself.