Song: Magic Island by Tomorrow X Together. The reason behind me selecting this song is it has a verse saying 'this is our start line'. It truly resembles Violet's situation as she is going to start a new life from here.

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Violet

I didn't know how these feelings of comfort were flowing in my mind and warming my heart. After hearing that our parents were killed, my breath got caught in my throat. I almost stopped breathing because I had just found my brother and it was all too overwhelming as he was a werewolf. And the same night I had to know that our parents were killed.

Killed! Who killed them?

I did not know how to feel about it either, I had never seen them before, maybe, I don't know, but don't we all want to have parents? I cried and let it out, if not them then I'll live with my brother, for my brother.

Brother.

Coming on this trip was a good idea after all. But what about my sickness? How was I going to tell him that? Maybe I'd find a cure after I tell him. Maybe he had the answers. Well, there's definitely magic involved. I mean werewolves weren't just born out of nowhere right. There had to be a story or something. Magic or an unknown power of some sort. They could mentally communicate with each other!

Of course, there had to be some sort of magic that could cure me too.

I could ask Indigo about it but just not now. It was too much right now. I don't think I was going to be able to handle another shock. I wanted to, god I so wanted to know everything but I didn't know if I was ready. If I was willing to know that right now. These emotions that were flowing in me made me feel at home like someone cared for me after a long time.

Trust.

How waa I able to trust him so fast, I couldn't understand. But I was sure of one thing, I felt it, the bond thingy that he talked about. I knew I could trust him with my life because of it.

A voice inside me kept urging me to trust him, to go home with him. Home, where I had a family to go back to when I was scared, where I could run to after being exhausted, where when I open the door, I would find people who loved me.

I had always wanted someone to adopt me. I wanted to feel what my friends felt when they were adopted and went with their new families to their new homes. I used to watch them, pack their bags with happy smiles on their face, catch their new parents' hands, and walk away to their new home. It hurt to see them go but I had to accept it.

After years of living there I had accepted it that no one was ever going to adopt me. I blamed myself sometimes because, well, I was a troublemaker in the orphanage. They were so done with me but they also knew they couldn't say anything. I was recieved a huge amount of money and it made people happy.

I couldn't judge them on that because its just a clear fact that you need it to survive. It's the way the world runs these days.

The other reason no one adopted me was because of my episodes. Again I couldn't blame them.

When I turned eighteen I moved out of the orphanage. I decided to, well, wanted to live on my own. So I started working as a member in one of the animal welfare groups. It was the only thing I loved. I loved animals, a lot! I wanted a pet of my own, but I didn't have the time to look after them. There were too many responsibilities as a pet owner and I wasn't ready for it. Yet.

I was confused yet excited to go to where Indigo was going to take me. That place he called the pack, was our home. My new home.

You know that feeling when you're coming out of a dark place that you never saw yourself leaving and suddenly there's some light and you're like 'wow, that's what joy feels like.'

I felt that. A light taking me somewhere safe away from the darkness I was living in. My brother being the light of my life now. And I wasn't planning on running away from my light anytime soon.

When I slept that night next to...no, tucked into my brother's fur, it felt so homelike and warm.

Who needed a blanket when you've got a werewolf brother?

I knew I was going to keep bragging about that.

He was so soft and so warm that I could sleep here my entire life. The cold did not bother me that night. Not even the slightest. He covered my body with his tail making it warmer for me, nuzzling me with his neck and purring with the slight vibrations of his chest.

I dreamt of someone that night. A man and a woman in their thirties, maybe, while they were holding a small baby in their arms. The man was all muscles from head to toe, dark curly hair, honey-colored eyes, a smile that formed dimples on his cheeks. He looked so strong and powerful, it radiated off him. He showed a sense of authority.

The woman looked like an angel, soft features, a calmness settled in her aura, her eyes were the brightest color of amber, the same dark hair as the man who looked like was her husband.

Both of them looked so happy and perfect next to each other, the feeling of contentment on their faces. A small boy, maybe four or five in age rushed to them from the door, almost jumping in the process with a bright little smile.

The beaming joy on his face was nothing compared to them. His features were the same as the man in front of him, only young, and eyes the same as the woman. Surely, they were his parents. With that gleeful smile, he looked at his father but asked his mother, "Mom can I hold Violet now, please. I promise I'll be very careful with her."

Violet! That small baby they were holding was me? They were my parents?

Oh my god!

I stood there with a hand covering my face. It felt like I was there. All of it felt real but they weren't able to see me. Like a ghost. I felt like a ghost.

They were perfect. And that boy was Indigo.

How could I not guess that before, he had the same eyes as me and mom? Mom. I felt tears in my eyes at that.

MOM DAD! My mom and dad.

They were so beautiful. Why did I not remember them though?

Mom shook her head at him and asked him to sit on the bed with folded legs. He was so careful even while sitting on the bed. His smile didn't drop even for a second. Dad was only looking at him with awe in his eyes.

I lifted my leg to take a step ahead from where I was watching but stopped, thinking all of it would get over if I moved. Just what if it did. So I stood there, tears flowing down my face, frustrated because I couldn't move and overwhelmed because my little family was right in front of me.

Mom passed me onto Indigo's lap. "Hold well under her head." She told him. He carefully held a hand under my small head and one on my back. The baby me wrapper up in a blanket looked at him smiling back.

I had already started crying, watching my brother, my light, hold me. Mom and dad looked at each other, happiness and joy causing their faces to glow. Mom was on the verge of crying.

"Hey, Violet! I am your brother," Indigo's voice one again made me happy. The baby me started smiling more. If I wouldn't have been on his lap, that boy would have started dancing.

"Mom dad look, she is smiling at me. She is such an adorable doll mom, I love her already! Thank You so much, mom!" He beamed with joy.

"Hey, it takes two people to-" Dad said and was cut by mom, "LUCIANO! He's still a child," she said, slapping his shoulder. Dad just shrugged and laughed.

Dad's name was Luciano.

He had the same dimples as me. Dad only laughed and looked back at us. He moved to the cupboard placed on the opposite side of the wall and took out a camera, moving back to look at the three of them and clicked a picture.

Then he looked at me, like I was there, for real. He smiled looking at the ghost of me!

He could see me now?

This time I wanted to move but I couldn't. I stood rooted because he looked at me with so much love and warmth in his eyes.

"Go home with your brother Violet. And remember that both of you are strong. We love you both." He stopped and took a step ahead and continued again, "Violet, remember this. You are special. Tell your brother to look into my office. He needs to find it." He finished and clicked the camera in my face as a flash went off, making me shut my eyes.

The flash from the camera was what woke me up. I opened my eyes, it was still dark. It felt so warm and soft.

The soft fur and- Fur? I tried to get up only to be pushed down. I turned my head to look back at a wolf staring back at me, "Good morning sister." That's when I realized the events of last night. My beating heart calmed down a bit.

I felt moisture gathered in my eyes from the dream I saw. It felt so real. Dad talked to me in my dream. He told me to go home with Indigo. And to check his office I guess. He asked me to tell him to find it.

What was this it thing? He also said something about me being special. That's what Raven had said to me before I left for the trip.

I had to find out and I had to tell Indigo.

He started licking my face saying, "Did you have a bad dream? You are crying, little one," I felt happy and sad at the same time.

"I saw us, mom and dad," I told him.

"Really. What was it about?" he asked, rubbing his neck around my head.

"I was a baby, mom and dad were holding me and then you rushed in wanting to hold me. I started smiling so much when you held me!" I chuckled a little and continued, "You looked so cute, you only thanked mom for having me and dad said 'hey it takes two people' when mom cut him by swatting his shoulder," I was laughing by now. "And then dad clicked a picture of us. It was perfect, Indigo," I said looking back at him. I hesitated to tell more.

"What is it little one, tell me," he inquired, realising I had more to say.

"Dad talked to me. He told me to go home with you and that he loves us. He has asked for you to look into his office to find something. It all felt so real Indigo. It felt like I was there." I finished speaking on the verge of tears again.

"It did happen, Violet. I still have that picture at home, if you want to see it. And about the thing that we need to find, we'll definitely find it. Okay." His words held a promise.

"Okay," I asked, cocking my head with a smile.

"And I am anything but cute, little one," he said sternly and growled. Oh, he did catch that. I laughed while rubbing his neck.

"Now let's get going and make space for me in the car."

Bitch what? How the hell was he going to fit in that thing?

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