8 to 15
(The pic is Cameron)CAMERON'S POV
The demons were everywhere. So many fighters; dead. Nakkita pure and Nathan Heart.
"Nakkita!!! Wake up!!!" I yelled. She just laid there. 'What if she has a child?' I saw a little girls body laying on the ground. The head demon is going to kill her. I snuck up on it . 'SWISH'. It was dead. I rushed over to the girl; unconscious but alive. I picked her up and started to carry her.
"Where's my Mummy and Daddy?" the 8 year old asked.
"Who are your parents, little one?"
"Nakkita Pure and Nathan Heart." Oh shit! Oh crap!
" Y-your p-parents are d-dead. I'm s-sorry." she burst into tears.
"I'll look after you little one. I'll look after you."
*7 years later* (Still CAMERON'S POV)
"Ellah! Ellah get off the roof right now! You're acting like a 5 year old!" I yelled at the 15 year old.
"Like you knew what I was like when I was 5, you old man!" Wow! That's a first from her. She usually just groans and gets down.
"You know, if you act like that at this camp, you'll get kicked out. You better get packing, we leave in an hour."
"yes Cam." An with that she slid off the roof, onto her window sill and into her room.
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