Morgan
While unconscious, I slowly start to see things, probably my life flashing before my eyes. I see my family, my father especially. He is the whole reason I'm here and why Peirce and Frankie are gone. It appears I'm in my old room, full of various toys. I remember. This is about a few years ago, the day after my birthday. I can hear Mother and Father arguing. I peer out the window and see the moon and the stars. Then I hear a word which is never, ever said by anyone in my family. 'Mystic'. Father says mystics are horrid, terrible, monsters who should never exist.
Next thing I know, I'm outside a barn. As we approach, Peirce says we should sleep, but I already find myself inside staring at a beautifully embroidered sword.
Now, it's just me and Frankie. She is weeping in a corner. As I sit with her, she hands me a photo of us and Pierce. I look around and don't see Peirce anywhere. I begin to realize what has happened.
Lastly, I see someone messing around with some random crap, but I notice that he has dropped something. A picture. A picture of a broken family which has died out long ago. I see a boy who is as strong as a dragon, you might say,and a caring and beautiful girl with a deceptive nature, and a tough young boy who looks oddly familiar.
A bit too familiar...