You expect me to be the chosen one?

"Finally you two are awake, yes... yes. Very good, follow me to meet the temple leaders." Shining bright pink hair in shire form he claps his hands excitedly. Staring with his silver werewolf repelling eyes into my sole like he could predict my every possible action, thought, or even memories, he motions his hand for me to follow him.

Exhausted from life in general, I slowly get up (looking mostly dead inside. I mean hey, alive as I'll ever be right?) Leaving the sweet comfort of the cloud like mattress, I head over forward then turn to the right walking up two the room door. Tall and oak the door stands unbelievably sturdy, "Pinky" (is what we'll call him for now) holds the door as I quickly rush out.

"Hey... you guys are new right? If that's the case my names Michael." Sparkling from his eyes he reaches his hand out to me. Confused on what to do I stand there, "Zima are you stupid or just plain rude? Don't mind her, she's a bit introverted than most." Caden glares behind me as if he was about to rip my head clean off. "Oh sorry... I was confused... on the interaction you wanted me to do. It's just I'm not fully controlled over my power and I could accidentally hurt you." I squeal trying to avoid eye contact. "It's fine, good that you warned me though. What element are you tied to?" Michael questions as he realizes who we are, "You're the proffosy! So awsome, you are supposedly going to lead us into the battle with the Humans. You posses all elements as the legend states by the first Shire of history discovered, Luke Conner.", "That's my Great, great, great aunts last name, weird?" Caden sighs awkwardly. "Oh you could possibly be a desendant, but I could've said the name wrong though."

Continuing to walk we turn left and continue down the long enchanting bridges connecting tree forts together. "Awsome! Thousands of times cooler than the wall, right Caden!" Beeming with excitement my voice shakes. Putting his arm around me Caden sighs "Try to blend in here, don't embarrass yourself! Please don't get into trouble... or I'd have to bail you out of it.", "Prick! You really have to worry about me! Like you can behave just fine..." I scold teasingly toward him.

"We're almost there! Just a few bits of time more." Michael spouts to brake our bickering, like I said Caden is an absolute idiot (Hey I'm just being honest). "Oh ok so why are we meeting the leaders of the temple?" He questions Michael. "Uh... Caden right? Well they are scheduling your classes and placing you in the military to train for the war against the humans." Pinky explains. "Hold it there Pinky! Just because we are the quote on quote chosen one, doesn't mean we go attack the humans!" Caden growls furious and disturbed. "What! Do you know how many of our people those humans killed, do ya? Two-million and that's just the past three years. Two-million murdered in cold blood, just because they were born with a gift... it's not our fault for being born like this!" Michael's body starts shaking, as we suddenly teleport into a room surrounded by elders in a row sitting in thrones in front of us.

"Where are we? Why does this keep happening?" I cough out. "Greetings we are the leaders of Celshimo, also known as the outside." An awkward voice grew louder. "You two are going to be placed in the training camps. The rules of the camp are: No slacking, inappropriate behavior, romantic intercourse of any kind, you will be divided into two camps male and female, then those two will divide from there." Out of breath the older man explains.

Flash! I'm not in the room I was just in, I seem to be inside a tent. Surrounding me in cloth of green, I sit down on the tiny cream colored cot. "Oi! Soldier report to training immediately!" Loud screaming peices my ear drums as the zipper of my tent zips down.

Bursting into the spacious tent with a loud speaker. "Ok! I just got here, so I don't know what to do." I sigh frustrated walking out toward the front zipper. Standing in front of me she scoffs pushing her honey blonde hair to the side. Glaring with those eyes of amethest, purple shades swirl all around her iris.

"Don't talk to your commander like that! Run 12 miles before you start your training!" She screams chasing me out of the rows of tents, and to a wide field of soft grass. About say half a mile away is more tents, but different in size, they're camo instead of plain green. Noticing a big bright sign saying in bold "Men's training camp!".

"What are you standing around for! Run down and back to the boys camp 12 times!" The Commander scolds in my direction, louder with each sentence. "Yes Mam!" I say in a peculiar manner, that's so unlike me.

Taking of jogging to the other side, my body screams in pain. Breathe in through your nose and out through the mouth, or is it breathe in and out through your nose? Uh oh... I forgot how to breathe! How stupid can you possibly be to do that!

With out even realizing it I reach up to the boys camp. Tents of dul colors surround them, as trees and lakes of scenery I would've dreamed to see with my own danceing eyes. Turning around back to the other end I shout loudly "1mile! 11 more to go! I got this! And if I pass out I'll blame it on Caden, because it's always his fault!". Suddenly behind me I hear "Frosty I'm going to kick your ass! Zima!". Foot steps pounding behind me as his royal firestarter pain tackles me to hard-itchy grass floor.

Face first smudged into dirt I turn over flipping my self over laying on my back. "Caden! I swear, if you don't get off me right now I'll freeze your head off!" I shout as loud as I possibly could directly into his unaverage elf like ears. Sitting directly on top of me holding my wrists down to the floor. "Good luck on those miles of yours, but I'm going to make sure your time is late!" He grins full of amusement.

"Caden what will the other boys think of this?" I sit up and whisper into his ears. "Zima! Don't do that here!" he screams so everyone could possibly hear and get the wrong idea, "Oh my what else will you do to me?" He screams sexually to attract more attention and make me look bad. "Firestarter! You are a dead man now!" I scream kneeing him in the crotch. Falling to the side he lands on the ground gasping out in pain, "Haha jerk!" I scream returning to the floor.

Getting off the pesky ground that idiot tackled me onto, I take off running not looking back. Laughter scoffs behind me as boys stare at Caden rolling in pain. "Zima you know you'll have to comeback!" Caden shouts as I sprint away.

Blush taking control of my entire face I glance up to look where I am going. Almost to the women's camp yes, fastly I sprint in. Reaching the other side, the commander screams in my direction "You! What were you doing over there!", "I slipped and now my ankle hurts." I reply with a straight face. Applying the code of my life "Snitchess get Stitchess" said by many, I'm forced to not say. "Oh ya! Then why was he on top of you?" she questions me not believing a word I just said. "He tackled me because he's just weird... I don't know why he did." My face lay emotionless as I answer.

"Ok go back to camp and get that ankle of yours treated... it's swelling up pretty bad." She softens her voice.

Pointing me to the left indicating to walk down that direction. Walking down I suddenly feel the pain of my ankle pound down on me. Following her path I limp over toward a tall tent in red. Every step down the long path of tents my ankle starts to shake and go numb. As I reach the opening of the scarlet red tent an older woman in her late 40's greet me.

Long dark brown hair falls down her back as if a river of dark chocolate. Waving her hand for me to come in, I follow her pulling the tent door cover to the side so I could step through. In a joyful tone she questions "Hi my name's Mrs. Grace, I'll be your nurse today. You must be new, right? In that case you'll need to get some magic shots to prevent you from getting any viruses here. Now what seems to be the problem?", "Uh... my ankle." I reply awkwardly as the room quiets. "Ok let me have a look." Motioning for me to put my ankle in her lap, I raise my ankle up. Gently setting it down in her lap I start to have my eyes water from the pain. "Goodness, how could this have happened?" She gasps, "I got tackled while I was running... I'm Zima by the way, thanks for helping me." I reply.

Feeling all around my ankle, as a sudden wave of pain floods over and I yank my ankle away. "I know what's happening, you have a small fracture in you fibula, and a tiny split in your tibula." She sighs. "Tell me who did this, so I will make sure they will get what's coming and take their responsibility.", "If I told then that person would be so mad at me!" I freak out replying. "Ok your whole view on people who tell get hurt is so stupid, Caden? Who's that... I see you like this boy. In that case he will have to take care of you until your ankle gets fixed." She sighs in frustration. "I don't like him! I hate him, that boy's my enemy, please don't make me be near him. I won't get hurt anymore, and I'll be super good." I beg in the thought of being near that demon. "Fine, since I'm in charge of the training schedule I'll just make the boys train together with you ladies." Sighing in annoyance she grabs some clothe. "Yes! Better than interacting with evil himself." I scoff.

Straightening out my ankle she wraps cotton strips around my ankle leading up to my knee. Placing my leg on the seat she walks over to a chest laying on the floor. The Large wooden basket casing lifts as she pulls out a material called cast wrap. Tip towing back over to me she kneels down and says "The color on the wrap will reveal your emotions... like when your angry it will turn red, sad will be dark blue, and so on. Here I'll give you the pamflit."

Reaching toward my leg she pulls the wrap out of the container. Cautiously wrapping it around my throbbing swollen ankle. "Alright done! How tall are you? "Uh 6' 1, 6' 2"" is that a problem?", "Oh yes actually... you see we don't carry crutches for taller women, we'll have to ask one of the boys to bring one." She stutters awkwardly.

Reaching over to her silver watch with diamonds thrusting out of it, she whispers some weird spell as a boy suddenly rushes in through the door. "Mrs. Grace, I have the crutches!" He answers. Turning my direction he starts to laugh "You're Caden's friend, right? Haha Caden's pretty popular over there. Now he has so many friends because of that little stunt this morning that was pulled.". Avoiding eye contact I mutter underneath my breath "That jerk, wish he fractured his fibula instead of me.", "Oh he'll love to hear that Zima!" He replies swiftly.

"Can you go now!" I roll my eyes at his stupid manner. Staring with his emerald eyes with red hair flowing around his head, "The name's Hayden, if you'd like to hangout some time..." He stutters nervously. Exiting the tent he waves goodbye to the nurse and passes out of eye sight.

I'm going to make it my mission to make Caden's ego decrease! Stuipid fire man, Ugh! His idiotcy is contagious. Wonder how he'll feel when he sees what he did to me. Haha Caden will be wrapped around my little finger.