Chapter 1
Why Me?

Lucille and I were reading in my room. It was nighttime. She was reading The Hunger Games: Catching Fire book. I, on the other hand, was reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I was rereading through the series for the third time.
   I looked up from my book and closed it. Luckily I had a bookmark on that page already. I was looking at the softball bat I had standing on the wall. It was blue with green streaks everywhere. It was a 2017 model, but this is only the year 2016.
    I look at my walls. They have posters of my favorite bands on them and some that I hate, I have vandalized those. They also hold Harry Potter posters, too. We were sitting in the nook part of my room. There were fluffy beanbags in the nook. Surrounding it there was my bookshelves. The book shelves wee filled with many books.
    As I glanced at my bed my sister finished her book and pulled out The Hunger Games: the Mockingjay. I had a staring contest with my bed. It had a solid dark wooden frame, red pillows with Rose patterns on it, and a space themed blanket. I heard my door creak open, so I looked at it in alarm. It was only my best friend, well, only friend, Belladonna. This is a mental note, don't call her Belladonna. She goes by Belle or Bella.
     "I'm home siblings," she yelled before plopping on my bed. She was bare foot so I wasn't bothered.
      "Hey, Bella. Was today the day," I asked. My sister gave us this strange look before going back to reading. At this moment, I take notice in the large bag she has.
       "Yes, today is the day I got disowned," Bella said sighing happily. I cheered and welcomed her to the family.
       "You will be staying in my room then, Bella," I stated matter-of-factly.
      "No, I thought I would be sleeping on the roof," she retorted sarcastically. We both laughed and began setting up her bed. Lucille helped us. 
     We were done now and Bella, Lucille, and I were doing a game we liked to call write-off-the-notepad. It's basically where we each have a notepad and are timed for twenty minutes to write a short story. We finished and read them aloud and none of us won. We all tied. My vote went to Bella, hers to Lucille, Lucille's to me.
      We heard a sudden noise and jumped. I ran to look at what had happened. It seemed to be a tornado outside our house. I launched myself back up the stairs to Bella and Lucille.
      "We have to get shelter, now," I panted. They followed me down the stairs to the storm shelter. Why did it have to be us? Why did we have to live in Oklahoma's Tornado Alley?
      Once in, I ran back out and up the stairs, grabbing things to pass the time. I grabbed a huge sack and stuffed in books, notepads, phones, chargers,blankets and pillows, and several flashlights and batteries. I picked up Bella's rucksack and hurried back, as hail had somehow penetrated the house.
      When I got back we were all huddled in on spot of the shelter crying. It was an underground shelter. We were sitting on a bench thirty minutes later, when we heard the howling of the wind stop. I risked putting my head out to see we had only been thrown into the eye of the storm.
        I hurriedly slammed the doors shut and sat down. The others must have seen it too, because they didn't say anything about it. We waited an hour to risk putting a head up again. This time Bella did it.
She poked her head up and gave us a thumbs up, climbing out of the shelter, Lucille going next, and I pulling up the rear. It looked very strange. It was sad to see our house, blown to the ground. I took a moment before remembering a car that had been coming to our house before the tornado hit.
It had been Mom's car. She was supposed to be coming with our brand new baby sister. I took off running to the flipped over care. I saw our Mom laying lifeless on the ground, Dad all bloodied up a few yards away, dead. I looked around and saw our baby sister, somehow, perfectly unharmed. She had one scar, and that's it. It was in the shape of a crescent moon.
We couldn't find her name certificate. So we would have to name her. I spoke with Lucille and Bella. The told me 'that since I'm the name genius I could name her.'
I decided to name her after my favorite women characters.
"Your name will be Tris Primrose Luna, as a first name. Your middle names will be after the people I love the most. Belladonna Lucille Clover Aspen. Our last name of course, well also Bella's new last name, Potter," I said in a motherly way. I was to be her new mother. I'm only fourteen, but I'm oldest and most mature. Which says a lot, I'm not the most mature person.
"Kade, why did you have to make it so long? She won't know all of it," says Belladonna.
"Says the girl who's full name is; Belladonna Anastasia Louise Albany Kora Llaman Joyce Ray," I retort. She looks in thought for a moment, then nods as if to say 'true.'
I laugh and point out that their names have the same amount of words in them. Eight words. How interesting. Belladonna thought it creepy and told me to either add one or subtract a name.
"Fine. Her full name is: Tris Primrose Luna Nymphadora Belladonna Lucille Clover Aspen Potter," I say. Lucille and Bella look satisfied.
I go to the sack of time-passers and pull out the book I had been reading. Something was in the page I was reading, a letter!
How did that get there? I decided to read it;

     Dear, Kadence Calypso, Lucille, Belladonna Anastasia Louise, and Tris Primrose Luna Nymphadora,
      The world needs you and we await your arrival, we need you to fix things. I hope you do well.
       Sincerely,
                   A.P.W.B.D.

     I wondered who this A.P.W.B.D person was. Then I looked over my shoulders to see that Lucille and Bella were there. They had read it.
     Suddenly we were picked up in a swirl of light. Yelling and screaming we finally landed on the soft grass.
     We were in the same place as when we were picked up by the light. It looks a bit older, I wonder what happened.
    Slowly we made our way back to the house, the places that weren't damaged, and sat on our parents bed. We covered all of us under a few blankets, and went to sleep.
     I was holding Tris, Lucille had her head on top of my legs, Bella with her head on my stomach. Was this what it would be like from now on?