"I will murder you," Naja threatens her twin brother, Kafsi when he shadow boxes her head.

The younger twin rolls his eyes and sits down on the pillow besides her. "You’re no fun."

"You’re 20. Act like it."

Kafsi pulls on one of her box braids. Naja gasps and shoves him aggressively.

Me and Niko, our best friend, watch the two argue and fight. And now she’s water weaved our water into a frozen knife. Okay.

"I’m going to stab you."

"Oh yeah?" His hands crackle with fire. "Go on. I _dare_ you."

"Maybe we should-" I slowly get up.

"No-" Niko stretches an arm past me. "I want to see where this goes."

I roll my eyes and sit back down on the white knitted pillow. "They’re going to kill each other."

Kafsi throws a fireball at her, which she dodges and head towards Taylor, another Firebound bender, who disintegrates it before it can reach her without even looking up from her book.

Naja barrels towards him, sword held high, ready to be used. Just as she about to strike, the sword is weaved back into water — by her father.

Naja groans dramatically, "Dad!"

"You two need to stop fighting. We’re drawing closer to the war and you need to work better as a team — _together_."

"I am not working with her!"

"I am not working with him!"

They both say at the same time.

"I am so glad I don’t have a sibling," I mutter as I watch them.

Niko snorts before he looks around the rooms and he locks in on his younger brother. He sighs. "Kai," he calls out. "Please don’t play with our weapons."

The little boy moans and Niko goes on about how dangerous it is.

"Oh my god I hate you!" Naja shreaks.

"The feeling is mutual."

I’m very glad I don’t have siblings.

Me and Naja jump behind one of our shelters. I notice the large burn scar on her upper arm.

"You’re hurt."

"Where’s Kafsi?" she asks, standing up to look around.

I pull her back down. "I’m sure your brother is fine-" I stop short when I see the dagger sticking out of her thigh. My eyes widen. "Naja. You need first aid. We need to get you back to point D-"

"Where is Kafsi?" she presses again.

"Your brother is with-" I actually don’t know who he’s with. "I’m sure he’s fine. Right now we need to worry about you-"

"Clementine! I need to-" She inhales sharply. "I need to find him." She stands up. "I’ll be fine when I know he’s okay."

"Okay!" I pull her back down, gentler this time. "I will fine him, okay?" I look around and notice a blonde, "Taylor!" I shout.

Taylor turns to me and quickly runs over, weaving away a fireball. "What’s going on-.. Oh my gosh." She noticed the stab wound. "You need first aid!"

"I need to-"

"Find her brother," I finish. "You get her to Point D. That’s the closest hideout. I will find her brother."

"I can’t lose him," Naja shakes her head, crying as she leans her head against the sacks behind her. "I can’t," she gasps. "I can’t-"

"Hey," I grab her shoulders. "You are not losing anyone— _we_ are not losing anyone. You got it?"

"I love him, Clem."

"I know you do," I nod. "And he loves you too."

_(Based off of my War of Crowns manuscript)_