Chapter 1
The Morning Routine
She woke up to the smell of Lucas’s cologne. So, He HAD snuck into bed after she fell asleep. She smiled groggily, Sitting up and kissing his cheek.
“Morning Babe…”
He smiled, Barely opening up his eyes and running a hand over his eyes and through his disheveled blonde hair. Oh, she loved seeing Lucas in the morning, before she went to training. She sighed, sliding over to the edge of her mattress that smelled of aged sweat. It wasn’t really her fault, she was plagued by nightmares, and many a night she woke up, drenched in her own sweat, sometimes, she had tears streaming down her cheeks from the dreadful visions. She had been meaning to buy a new bed to replace the foul smelling one that she was forced to sleep in (and occasionally, Lucas), but she hasn’t had the time to in between training sessions. She stood up, her blonde hair falling around the slender frame of her upper body, and the loose gray gown that she had worn to bed many nights slightly shifting. She slid over to the small closet that held all of her clothing.
She paused when she reached for the closet door, because she dreaded getting dressed. She was fine in the black old dress she wore to bed! But, she had to wear something at least with pants For Training. But she opened it up, looking inside. “Today i’ll wear….Hnnn…”
After a few minutes of thought, she pulled out a pair of her dark-wash jeans, and borrowed one of Lucas’s band T-shirts. As she walked past the slightly damp mattress, she stopped momentarily and planted a kiss On The Boy’s Head Whom Was Lying In The Bed, Dressed In A Tank Top And PJ Pants. “See You Downstairs, Lucas.”
She Walked Out Into The Hallway That Was Now Lit Up From The Morning Light, Streaming In From The Windows. As She Walked Down The Dark Carpet She Paused in front of a mirror. Her dirty blonde hair was slightly tangled, She had dark circles under her eyes, But yet, her skin somehow always remained flawless. Her clothing didn’t seem much better then her hair. The borrowed T-shirt hung down to her knees and the jeans seemed somewhere in between too worn to wear and just slightly too big from the start. Finally reaching the stairs, she slipped on the rail and slid down. She didn’t feel like walking down the stairs today, so she just rode down apon the wooded rail. When she reached the bottom of the rail, she stopped quickly and slid down unto the last step, barely spending a moment on it and stepping down onto the hardwood floor.
She slipped over to the kitchen, turning on the light. There on the counter were her cooking supplies she had so lovingly placed there the night before. She was once again, going to make breakfast for the one she held so close to her heart.
She heard footsteps on the steps as she put the first dob of pancake mix onto the pan. Lucas was up and moving. He appeared in the kitchen door, smiling as he always was in the morning.
“Good morning, Misty my love” His voice was loving and happy as usual, and she melted when he spoke those words. Every single time. Every single morning. Lucas was her world. Her everything…If he died, she would fall over and die right then and there.
The morning proceeded on, them both sitting down and eating. After breakfast, she had to leave for training. “I’m sorry Lucas…I really gotta go..”
She ran past the couch, grabbing her messenger bag and slipping out the door. She didn’t want to admit it, but she actually looked forward to leaving for training every day. It’s not that she hated Lucas or wanted to get away from him, she just loved to train and fight, ‘twas her nature! People sometimes swore that her fighting was what let her keep her cool. She never agreed, yet never rejected either. Just walked away and kept going.
Now, when she arrived at the studio where she trained, she found her older brother, the blonde boy whom shared her eyes, the older sibling with the same athletic slender build. Lux Kam Miller.
“HELLO SISSSSSS!!!” He waved his tanned arms. He did this simply to pester her with his sibling love. Lux Held out a bag “You forgot to get cleaned up, Mi Mi!” Another thing to mention, Her brother had dozens of nicknames for her.
“Oh! I did forget to get cleaned up!” She took the bag quickly, and looked inside. A bar of soap, a towel, and a scrub “Thank you, Luxor.” In turn of his nicknames for her, she had a couple for him.
“No problem!” his voice wasn’t as enthusiastic as before, she could tell he was slightly annoyed. “You should probably get going to training. Zed isn’t going to wait forever.”
“Ah! I should, shouldn’t I? Goodbye, Luxious.” She smirked, She loved to annoy him with nicknames. But, before she could run off into the studio, he yelled his farewell at her “Goodbye, Misty Lucius Miller!” She frowned, slapping her brother playfully before running off into the studio to meet with her trainer.
“Misty! You’re Late!” Her Trainer, Zed Redrum. He had a slender frame, like his student that he had been training for these two years, and he didn’t differ in age to Misty. “You look a mess, Misty dear.” He Was Right. Her hair was slightly matted and her face was rather oily for that morning “I know I and I apologize, Zeddy-san.” She bowed, her trainer chuckling. “You are forgiven, Misty-chan, as always. Now, shall we start training?”
She Laughed, Smirking. “Yes Please, Master Zed.” And training began.
