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Emma's POV
"We'll never get there at this speed, Nathaniel!" I tease my twin brother as he slowly drives us down the highway. He rolls his eyes in response then sets them back on to the road.
"Yeah, we will miss our uncle’s annual rant about the chem trails," Rose, our younger sister laughs as she continues to French braid her blonde hair. Unlike Nathaniel and I, Rose isn't a natural brunette and instead has long blonde locks that everyone in the family is jealous of. She does, however, have the same emerald green eyes.
We have been driving for about three hours now, and we still have two to go until we are back home. The three of us have been gone all summer to visit our grandparents in England. Personally, I'm a little disappointed to be coming back. My grandparents spoiled us and even let me play my favorite video games all day instead of actually having to go out and socialize. Of course I wasn't always up until one in the morning desperately trying to beat Dragon Age: Inquisition, I loved touring around the foreign country. I had only just finished the newest DLC, Trespasser, the day before we left. I wonder if Nathaniel has gotten to the end...
"Nathaniel, did you ever finish Trespasser before we had to leave?" I ask, hoping I can gripe about my heartbreak to him. I had romanced Solas, and I had to deal with the pain that loving him came with. Lucky for Nathaniel, however, he decided to romance Cassandra. He groaned after hearing my question, obviously unhappy with it.
"NO! I never got to it! It really ticks me off that I didn't get my ending with my beautiful battle maiden," Nathaniel complained with a sad puppy look on his face. I didn't know whether to laugh at his description of Cassandra or console him over not finishing. Rose burst out in laughter before I could do either.
"I cannot believe my 22 year old brother is obsessed with his fictional girlfriend. Get over it. It is just a game after all," She continued to laugh even after speaking. Both Nathaniel and I are twenty two, while Rose is seventeen, five years younger than us.
"It's not just a game!" Nathaniel and I both objected simultaneously. Rose stopped her unending giggling and gave us both odd looks.
"You guys really need to stop with the twin 'say stuff at the same time' thing. It's creepy after fifteen years of it," Rose said before grabbing her phone to no doubt snapchat one of her 'friends'.
Though it might not seem like it at times, all three of us are really close. It wasn’t always like this though. I can remember when Rose was first born, and my brother and I didn't exactly accept her. It had always just been my brother, my father, and me. Our mother walked out on us the day we were born, and we never found out why. Rose is our half-sister, but now we don't even acknowledge we have different moms. To Nathaniel and I, our stepmother is our mom.
I was brought out of my day-dreaming by my brother and sister screaming. What I saw drove a wave of chills through me. A massive tornado was making its way across the road, but it was different than any tornado I had ever seen. The winds are green and I swear I can see what looks like large rocks twisting around inside.
"Nathaniel! Break!" I scream to my frozen brother. He quickly slams his foot on the brakes, but it does us no good; our car starts sliding towards the twister at an alarming speed.
"Jump out of the car!" Nathaniel yells at us before frantically trying to unbuckle his seatbelt. None of them will come undone, and we are all stuck inside. The car starts to pick off the ground as we got closer to the strange tornado.
"Hold on!" My brother and I yell at the same time. The car flies higher in to the twister, and causes Nathaniel to slam his head roughly on the window, knocking him out cold. I look back at Rose only to find she had already passed out from sheer fright. I scream as I watch us soar upwards. This is going to hurt. The car rams into one of the flying rocks, and the airbag throws my head back violently. My vision slowly fades away, and the last thing I see before I go completely unconscious is the tornado finally consuming the whole of the car.