Andria Andromeda Rivera In Tracking Time

The Start Of Something New...

*Flash back*

A smile...that's all Evaneria asked from her little daughter, it was all she had craved for, but these days Andromeda had become distant. Something was bothering her, as she and Willion could tell. Yet she was not revealing anything. Little did she know that Andromeda was gazing secretively at her, not wanting to be found.

A yell interrupted her daydreaming. It belonged to Cresto,

and that was the last the mother heard...

*end of flashback*

I woke up screaming and sobbing at the same time. Evaneria, so that was mom's name. I muffled yet another scream. Why was this happening to me? What had I done to deserve this?
    
It had been 7 years, 7 years... since I had been on the run from my past, my so called destiny, the truth and so much more! Was it my fault that I was strange? My fault that I had found out something horrible at the age of 4, and decided not to speak of it?? 
    
Something strange happened every time I thought about something. A series of thoughts flooded into my brain, as if a dam had broken beyond repair.
    
What's new? I was never the one to went out my anger easily. This was the outcome.
    
I heard rustling behind me, and up and out of the bushes came my only strength and companion, Jace Wilson. 
    
'Nightmares again?' he asked.
    
I nodded glumly, 'why does life have to be so hard?'
    
He came over and hugged me. I was suddenly overcome by another distant memory, something about Jace doing so in public, and boys muttering about why I didn't push him away, as I would have done had it been someone else.

If only they knew.

I laughed, probably the first time in weeks.
    
Jace grinned back, 'I thought that you had forgotten how to laugh,'
    
I punched him in return.
    
Life was taking a toll on both of us, we both had run away from home after our parent's death. Yet, when we tried to recall anything from the past before that it shunned us out. 
    
The only relation we had from the past came from nightmares, that too in someone else's point of view (most of the time anyway). Living in the wild had not been very amusing.
    
My life was full of flashbacks which overwhelmed me whenever I thought about the past. I had met him near Hoover Dam, where we decided to help each other no matter what, afterall, we needed someone to trust.
   
'You know what? I don't think we should run away anymore,' he said softly 'cause the more we run the more our destiny will chase us and believe me Andria, it will find us someday.'
    
Inside, I agreed wholeheartedly, but just couldn't bring myself to nod. The idea of going back made me scared, like, inside out. Trust me when I say that there are not many things that can scare me. We had run away when we should have stood firm, and I was too much of a coward to return. I was surprised he was even talking about this.
    
'I am not strong enough,' I replied meekly.
    
'You are stronger than you think,' he countered, leaning forward and holding my hand.
    
I have to admit, I liked it that way. 'Fine,' I managed.
    
He nodded, 'let's leave'
   
Wait, what?! He-Jace just suggested that we go back without a plan, that's so  
unlike him! Does that mean that he wants us to Ianuae Magicae? The last word said out loud by me, incredulously.
    
'Yes,' he whispered, sounding uncertain. 
   
He wanted us to teleport, something that made him sick. Correction: extremely sick. I made a mental note to slap myself, I was being an idiot! Jace was doing the courageous role here and I wasn't making things easier. 
    
Cribbing was never my style, but enough was enough. We had to end the reason we ran away, maybe even get a few answers.
    
'Let's do this' we both said together, grinned at each other and Ianuae Magicae-ed out of there.