"That's... That's the flint and steel..." I breathed, remembering how people had retold the story of the New Order.
The blue glow shine softly in the drawer, and Mia picked it up, a devious look in her eyes.
"We could go on our own adventure..." She smiled.
"What?!" I asked. "No... No, no, no... It's not a good idea..."
Mia glared at me.
"Are you insane?!" She snapped.
"I said.. It's not a good idea..." I growled.
"But you said that you hated your life!" Objected Mia. "This is our turn to change that!"
I thought about how happy our parents got when they talked about their past...
"Okay... But even if we did go on an adventure- what if it isn't true? What if our parent's story was a lie?"
Mia's smile melted.
"I... I never thought of that..." Breathed Mia, dejectedly.
"Exactly." I growled, taking the flint and steel from her. "Which is why we shouldn't get our hopes up over nothing."
Suddenly, a sharp pain ran through my head, making me see spots.
Mia's eyes widened.
My... Head...
I felt myself fall to the ground, my head feeling like it was splitting open.
I grabbed my head, screaming.
"ELLA!" Screamed Mia, panicked. "ELLA WHAT'S WRONG?!"
I continued to scream, my body feeling like I was being cut to ribbons.
Then, at the blink of an eye- the pain stopped.
I slowly opened my eyes, looking up at Mia.
Her eyes were widened I'm surprise, and she was staring at me.
"Ella..." She breathed. "Ella, you're on fire."
Fire?
I didn't feel any flames...
All I felt was... Air... Dancing around my face...
"Your hair..."
I looked down at my hair, seeing it ablaze with dancing flames.