Chapters 1-6

I WANTED TO GIVE UP, TO LET THEM HAVE ME, TO DIE....
“Cassandra,” The voice was a whisper in my ear, I wasn’t entirely sure it was real or not. I distinguished the sweet, kind voice as my mothers. “Hold on, fight it.”
Her voice was so far off, so scarcely audible to me I doubted it was real.
I turned my face to where the voice came and expected to see a pale, golden haired, blue eyed woman, but I saw nothing but a boy.
“Who…” My voice trailed as I tried to speak, both being from the smoke hazing over my brain and lack of energy.
“Hush…” He whispered gently. He picked me up, cautious of my injuries, and walked me out of the fire, out of death coming for me.