Jestiny: I'm back!
Obie: You're in a good mood...what happened?
Jestiny: What? I can't be in a good mood for no reason?
Kyle: Never...only when something happens...
Jestiny: Fine then someone read the story its rights!
Obie: Jestiny does not own you. Anything that is written is owned completely by Lynne Ewing and not anyone else. Jestiny only owns her four original characters, Roselia, Hope, Naomi, and Krystal. Is that good enough?
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The Daughters of Sovereignty

Chapter Two

Hope Carson

Hera's wrath was truly unmatched. None others anger could even compare. However, there was too much anger for just her to hold in which could lead to destruction of her very being. She had one of her daughters of each generation to hold in that majority of Hera's anger. That daughter was always the one to be turned into a follower first though because of overwhelming emotions.

Hope Carson knelt down and brushed some hair from Roselia's face. She looked up and a hand full of men and women came up from the shadows accompanied by Sledge. "What did you do?" Hope demanded to know with fire raging in her eyes. They just looked at her with hallow eyes and Sledge laughed.

"Nothing Hope. Why don't you just mind your own business?" He smirked and it just seemed to fuel her anger. Hope stepped up in front of Roselia and took a deep breath. Strong waves of heat radiated from her hands. After a few moments, some sparks flew like someone trying to light a lighter. The people took a few steps back and some even began to flee. Sledge seemed to stay though as if she wasn't a threat. Flames burst from her palms and Sledge flinched. Hope slowly sauntered over to him with fire now swirling around her like an aura. Sledge saw no hope in winning the battle so he just turned into a shadow and spiraled off. Hope took a couple of deep breaths and dispersed the fire. Hope went back over to Roselia and knelt down to pick her up. She was asleep by now and Hope headed back to her apartment. At her apartment, Hope laid Roselia down on the sofa just as her father was coming in through the door.

"Dad what are you doing home early?" Hope asked quietly noting the bundle of Chinese food that would be for dinner.

"I got laid off," he answered and set the food down on the table. "The bottoms of your sleeves are burnt. Did it happen again?" Hope just nodded her head as she headed to the kitchen to retrieve a wet towel. She came back in and her father was just sitting there eating his egg-fried rice staring at the wall. Hope sighed and put the wet rag on Roselia's head.

"Roselia was being chased so I brought her here," Hope said knowing her father didn't really mind. Roselia was the type of person to have anyone love her even complete strangers.

"It's okay. Just be sure to let her mom know." Her father looked over at her and smiled. No matter what her father would stay happy just for her even if there were nothing to be happy about. After a fire killed her mother, it was just her and her father and he seemed to adjust just fine. Hope would always get in fights with other kids at school but he still loved her. She looked back at Roselia one more time before she went over to the table and sat across from her father. She took a box of rice and grabbed her chopsticks. Hope masterfully grabbed chunks of rice with the chopsticks and ate it. Her father just stared at her jealously and he struggled to just hold them.

"It pays to have an orient friend," Hope said mocking her father and he pouted. She loved just playing around with him. That was when a deep fire clenched her from within. She became uncontrollably angry and Hope began to scream. Her father tried his best to calm her down but nothing seemed to work. Roselia woke up to Hope screaming and she ran over to help Hope's father.

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Next Time: Naomi is trying to deal with the fact that she has a new sibling on the way and she's starting to miss life back with ehr father in an "uncivilized" part in China. Will all of this consume her or will her duty towards her friends break her free?