The Dancer's Children

Mollie rubbed her eyes after falling asleep under a tree, for another night in a row. She hated being awoken so early. The sun hadn't even come up all the way yet, but the sky was a blue-ish purple. She blinked a few times, and pulled some water out of her backpack. She took a big gulp.

"Rise and shine!"

Lena, who'd slept in the tree, now jolted up, hitting her head on a branch, then falling to the ground. She stood up quickly. "I'm up!"

Foot steps...

Louder....
Louder......
Louder.......

Kuro was once again having his usual nightmares. They were being chased again.
Dont look back, just keep running... Those words echoed in his head. He wasnt sure what it was. He couldnt see, but he could hear it. All he was able to make out was the figures... people... He could hear screaming, and maybe his own heart beating.

"Rise and Shine!"

Kuro sat up from under the tree, his eyes wide open. For some reason, he was panting, as if he had been running a hundered miles. He stared at the ground blankly before looking up at his two sisters. He forced on a smile, "Good morning." he said weakly as he leaned his back against the tree.

Mollie pulled her hair up into a loose ponytail, closing her eyes. She pulled the sleeves of her leather jacket up to her elbows, opening her eyes again. Another day again… She thought to herself. More wandering. She hated walking. I mean, being one of the youngest, was tougher then she thought. She missed her parents. She missed her life.

Ever since they had been taken, Mollie's usual disposition had changed. She was more off a worry-wort, more concerned for her life and her brother and sister. All she cared about was them. She didn't mind her own life; as long as Kuro and Lena made it out of this mess.