'We've got you. We've finally caught you.'said a voice from the shadows, smirking. 'Let me go, Brandon! You, you......'cried the girl. 'I, I......what? It's not like you're leaving any time soon.'he said with a grin. 'Well if I could hide from you for 12 years, I can hide from you for 12 more!' 'Well then, just try to hide from me all you want. I don't really care as long as you stay in your cell.'he said swinging the keys.
'Why do you want me anyways? When I was 3, when I was 6, when I am 12......why are you after me?'she said as they locked her up. He was silent, thinking she is not ready yet, maybe another time. 'You know what, i'll tell you another time.'
She was a 12 year old girl, with dark brown hair that was long and wavy. She had beautiful bluebell eyes and an adorable smile. She was very free spirited and sort of stubborn. Although she would soon be wanted all over the galaxy, she did not know why. Her name is Emily Norkins, 'informal' people would call her Emy.
Brandon on the other hand was cunning.He had messy blonde hair, lime green eyes and a frightening silver sword on his back. He is slick but sometimes clumsy. Unlike any other, he planned to capture Emy when she was young and not all knowing. But of course, deep, deep down he cared for her a lot.
