HELLOOOOOOO LOYAL READERS AND RANDOM PEOPLE WHO DECIDED TO CLICK ON THIS!

IT'S ME, SHEAANDDOVE!

If you follow Long and Lost Memories of the Past, you know that I was going to write a book called Cake and Earthquakes, and it would be about Cole's childhood. I already posted this chapter on LALMOTP, but here is the actual story! Updates will be hopefully every Monday.

Now here you go, Cake and Earthquakes!

"Cole, sweetheart, it's time for dinner!" My mom called.

"Coming!" I replied, getting off of the ground.

I dusted off my knees and walked the short distance to our house. My parents and I live on the outskirts of the city in a modest home, in a village called Gankona Village. It's just the three of us, and I'm happy with it that way. We don't have to worry about anything, my dad's famous and makes tons of money, and my mom is awesome! Dad is a performer for the singing and dancing group called the Royal Blacksmiths with his brothers, Martian, Lucas, and Wesley, and Mom is a photographer.

I opened the door to our three-bedroom house and walked into the kitchen and dining area. Mom was stirring something in a pot while dad was sitting in the armchair, reading the newspaper and humming to himself. I sat down in one of the chairs, and dad set his paper down and walked over to me. The light brown table was set for three. There was a soup bowl, a small plate, a fork, a spoon, and a glass of water set at three of the six chairs.

"How are you doing, champ?" My dad asked while ruffling my black hair.

"Fine, I guess," I answered with a shrug.

Dad sat down next to me and took a sip of his water. "What's for dinner, Alice?"

"Violetberry Stew with a side of scalloped potatoes." Mom answered while stirring the liquid in the pot.

"Yum." Dad and I said at the same time.

Mom smiled and started filling the bowls with the stew and placing the potatoes on the side plates. The moment she set the food on the table, I stuffed my face with the delicious food. Mom makes the best food, but nobody can change my mind about my Aunt Barb's steaks.

"Slow down, Cole." Dad pulled my bowl of stew away from me.

"Hey!" I exclaimed, quickly stealing the bowl back.

"You have to be in shape for your big dance performance coming up. You have to be ready to do the Triple Tiger Shashay." My dad reached for my third helping of Violetberry Stew.

"Don't take my food," I grumbled. I don't want to dance.

My dad laughed, and we continued eating in silence, and I was the first to finish and got seconds. And thirds.

"Cole," My mom interrupted me mid-bite.

"Huh?" I replied while swallowing the food.

"Did I ever tell you about your grandpa, Xander Brookstone?"

"Nope."

"Oh, my dad, your grandpa, was an amazing man. He was the strongest person in Ninjago, and I mean that quite literally. He always took Cece, Barb, and me on hiking trips in the woods. We went rock climbing every Thursday, and he told us stories of his adventures in a secret superhero team."

"Grandpa was a superhero!" I yelled, nearly knocking over my glass of water. Being a superhero sounded so much cooler than being a dancer.

My dad laughed. "He was very intimidating."

"Lou!" My mom slapped his arm.

"Did he have superpowers?!"

"He had super-strength, and he could move rocks and dirt with his mind."

"What was his superhero name?" I asked.

"They called him, 'the Master of Earth.'" My mom whispered.

"I would've called him Rock Man. Or Boulder Man or Dirt Man!" I stood up and did a superhero pose.

"That would've been a much better name." My dad nodded.

"Do you have superpowers?" I asked, looking into her stone gray eyes.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't." She shrugged.

"I want superpowers." I sat back down in my chair and took a large gulp of water. "What happened to grandpa?"

"Oh, he had a heart attack, and he's not with us anymore." Mom looked down.

"But," My dad was quick to pick up the conversation. "We did name you after him."

"I thought you said his name was Xander. My name's Cole." I pointed out the obvious.

"What Lou means is that we had your middle name be my dad's last name. Or my maiden name." My mom explained.

"Coleman Brookstone Hence." I tested the name out now that I knew what it meant. "Also known as Rock Man!" I jumped on top of my chair and did another superhero pose.

My mom and dad laughed so hard that mom fell off her chair, and dad started crying.

"You'll be an amazing superhero, Cole." My mom sighed after she finally stopped laughing.

My dad wiped his eyes as he finally finished laughing.

"Lou, did you feel that?" My mom's smile disappeared and was replaced with shock.

"Feel what, Alice?" My dad's smile also retired.

"It's coming." My mom immediately started to usher us outside.

"What's coming, Mom?" I asked as she grabbed my hand.

"You know how I told you that grandpa had superpowers, well I can tell whenever there's an earthquake coming. I can tell this one will be big." She explained while opening the front door.

"How big, Alice?" My dad asked, rushing outside.

"A 7.8 on the Ritcher Scale." My mom answered.

I looked around outside and saw everyone in the neighborhood enjoying their ordinary lives, having no idea what would come next.

"Everybody out!" My mom shouted, and everyone outside turned their attention to the woman with dark skin, brown hair, and stone-gray eyes that was my mother.

"Alice, what is the meaning of this!?" A middle-aged woman with blonde hair and blue eyes shouted. Deborah.

"An earthquake is coming, and it's going to be deadly." My mom answered; her tone was grave.

Deborah and my mom had a history that wasn't the best.

"And how do you know?" Deborah put her hands on her hips.

"Do you really want to question the daughter of the Master of Earth Deborah?" My mom snapped.

Deborah wrinkled her nose and walked off. Soon enough, people started filing out of their houses and gathering in the picnic area away from buildings, trees, and mountains. My dad walked around and made sure everyone was out, and I was talking to the little kids and keeping them calm. Then, it started.

It started small but then progressed into something bigger. The whole ground shook, knocking everyone but Mom off of their feet. Babies started crying, and toddlers held onto their mothers for dear life. People stumbled into the clearing, knowing it would be calmest around the daughter of the Master of Earth.

A girl with dirty blond hair and a white dress ran into the clearing. She collapsed next to my father.

"Are you okay?" My dad asked.

"I'm a nurse at the hospital; some of the patients didn't get out!" She explained through heavy breaths.

I could see a plan forming behind my dad's eyes. "Come on, men!" My father shouted, getting up. "To the hospital!"

My father and a group of young men ran off towards the hospital. They were all being helpful and going to save lives like a superhero. Secretly, I slipped in between a guy who looked about seventeen years old and a boy who looked like thirteen. I was going to be a superhero!

We got to the hospital, and doctors and nurses were still getting out of the building. My dad and the other men ran into the hospital.

"What rooms have yet to be evacuated?" My dad asked the receptionist, who was about ready to run out of the lobby and into the safe area.

"The fourth floor is our emergency wing, and I don't think that every patient has evacuated." She said, pushing her glasses up on her nose.

"Come on!" I followed them all to the stairs.

We all ran up the first flight of stairs, and we were now on the second floor. While everyone continued running to the fourth floor, I looked through the window of the door. There on the second floor was a patient, dead asleep. She was maybe a year or two younger than me. She had brown hair and large eyes, even though they were closed. She had a small nose and pale skin, but most importantly, there were no nurses or doctors that could save her and my dad's crew was going to the fourth floor.

An aftershock struck, shaking the building. A piece of the ceiling came down behind me, blocking the stairs.

"Ah!" I yelped.

I opened the door to the second floor and ran into the girl's room. I took out the small tube in her arm and took the mask off of her face. Another aftershock hit, shaking the whole building. Pictures of exotic waterfalls fell off of the wall, and the band-aids in the glass jar toppled onto their side. I remembered Mom telling me that the aftershocks of an earthquake were often more deadly than the original quake. I pulled the thin blanket off of her and slid my arm under her neck and her knees. I lifted her, and she was way lighter than I thought.

Another aftershock hit that nearly knocked me over, but by some miracle, I stayed standing. I felt the floor crumbling underneath my black and gray Nikes. The window shattered.

Then, I got a really stupid idea.

I got a running start and jumped out the window. I let a scream escape my lips as I fell the ten feet to the ground.

THUD!

"Cole!" I heard my mom yell. "What were you thinking!?" She ran over to me.

"Are you okay? Why were you in the hospital? Why in the world would you jump out of a building?" She paused her rapid questions and looked down to the still sleeping girl in my arms. "Um, who's this?"

"I don't know, but I saved her, like a superhero," I answered.

"Where's your father?" She asked.

"Right there." I pointed to dad and the group of boys — each of them helping a sick patient.

The doctors and nurses quickly assisted my father and the men with sick human beings.

"Cole," my dad's voice was stern. "Did you follow us?"

"Yep! And I saved her like a superhero. Just like Grandpa!" I smiled.

"That was-" My father's lecture was interrupted by coughing.

I looked down at the girl I saved who was violently coughing. I set her down on the ground, and her eyes flew open.

"Hi, I'm-"

"Where am I?" She asked. Her eyes were large and full of fear.

"You're in-"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Co-"

"Where is he?"

"Where's who?"

"Morrison."

"Who?"

"My brother!" She shouted.

"Your eyes," I observed, going off on a totally different topic.

Her eyes were the most fantastic thing I had ever seen. They were purple, but when the light caught them just right, they sparkled almost.

"It runs in the family." She answered as if she got that question almost every day.

"Let's slow down. I'm Cole Hence, you're in Gankona Village, on the outskirts of Ninjago City. I saved you from the hospital that was falling. I don't know who or where this Morrison guy is." I answered all of her questions. "Now tell me who you are."

"How long was I asleep?" She asked instead of answering my question even though I answered all of hers.

"What year was it when you were last awake?" I asked.

"1972," She answered.

So this girl is actually like 35, but she looks and acts like a 5-year-old...

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-SheaAndDove