"You're...no. No no no. No you can't be real." I stammered, looking around for an escape, knowing there wasn't one. "You don't sound very sure of yourself." It... HE said. I could hear the smirk in his voice. You know, if he could smirk.

Gajeel didn't know what came over him but he was suddenly very, very angry. Angry that something had upset Lillian so deeply. Angry he didn't know how to help and he was shocked to realize how protective of her he was as held her tighter. Her sobs had shaken him to his core because he knew them. Those cries of pain and loss, not just of a person, but of losing a part of yourself.

Hazel has never felt special. She's the oldest of 5, quirky, and has a habit of being too loud. Although she's an amazing fire bender, she never felt she could do anything to end the war. What could a 17 year old do to impact a war? That's the Avatars job. But what happens when she begins to have dreams of a mysterious man she's never met, but feels the need to save?