BATTLE PLAN

Standing outside her house with Aiden, Julius, Yodah and Freya; Emma waited impatiently for the attackers to surface. Her hands were itching for battle. This would be a good outlet to release the pent up frustration and anger she has been feeling.

Her eyes darted around the environment for any sign of the intruders, but she saw nothing. Only their scent told of their presence.

Where are they? She thought, balling her fists, aware that Aiden had turned around, his back facing the house, in case an attack should come from the back. They were all at alert, including Freya. She wondered if the other red head could also change to a dragon. She cocked her one side in thought, ruminating on the coolness of the fact.

Beside her, looking tiny and small as usual was Prescott. He was also looking around, bouncing on his tiny feet as he did so.

The first person to show up was a little girl who drifted out of the front door, clutching a rag doll, looking all lost and lonely.

Emma scoffed.

"That's