Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Thriller

Make sure to read ch. 1 first! Thanks for reading!
I wake up wondering if what I just dreamt about was important,  I decide it wasn't since it was obviously a dream. Just some silly dream that I was way too into. I go into the bathroom, flick on the lights, and stare into the mirror at the slightly pale, slightly olive colored blob that is my reflection. I turn on the hot water and then slowly add some cold. I use my hands to scoop up some water, lean over the sink into my hands, and rub the warm water all over my face. I grab the towel, dry my face, turn the nobs and stumble back into my bedroom for my glasses. I quickly find them and place them perfectly on my face. I shuffle back into the bathroom and redo my hair into a messy bun, then rush down stairs for breakfast before church. When i get to the kitchen mom is already completely ready and is making French toast and dippy eggs, my favorite breakfast in the entire world. I give her a kiss on the cheek and open the fridge in search of milk, but before I can get my hands on it my little brother comes fumbling down the stairs and bumps into the fridge door, I manage to move my hands just in time before my hands get smashed into slightly less edible pancakes.
"HEY! WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING!" I scream "NO TIME, I GOTTA GET READY OR MOM WILL KILL ME. SHE SAID SO HERSELF." I roll my eyes, 'This kid is gonna be the death of me.' I thought.     "Seriously Kevin, again with the lying!" He grins devilishly "But I'm telling the.." BAM! Kevin's second lie is cut short as he runs right into mom, who has been holding the plate of dippy eggs, the eggs soar through the air, SMACK! They land right on Kevin's head, the bright yellow yolk stands right out on his dark head of hair. I snicker and he gives me a desperate look. I decide hes not worth my time and rush to help my fumming mother onto her feet. As soon as I get her up she turns and looks at Kevin as if she might actually be thinking of skinning him alive right now. 
"KEVIN JAMES! You need to watch where your going. Look at this mess, your gonna clean it. ALL OF IT!" My mom's voice is stern so Kevin knows not to argue he just sighs and gets up off of the floor "Ok, I'll get the mop." He wanders off down the hall to retrieve the mop from the closet. My mom turns back to me "Sorry about that sweetie. He's just excited to see Alex after seven months. I bet you are too, huh?" 'Alex is my older brother who left for Europe seven months ago with his school. It's supposed to be a once in a life time opportunity but I'm not sure I'd be able to leave my family for seven months. For a while after Alex left he called frequently almost three times a day but as the months pass we're lucky to hear from him at all. Mom says she's glad he's more relaxed and not so freaked out but I can see it's eating away at her. We only have to wait two more days until Alex gets back to Maryland. 'A small state next to West Virginia'. I smile at my mom who hands me a plate of freshly cooked eggs and French toast. As I sit at the table with my family I think about my dream and the letter. 'What if it was real?' I wonder, letting my imagination soar to great lengths and drag me along with it. I must sit there for a while, long enough for my mom to look at me and say "Are you full? Or is your tummy upset?" My mom teases. My dad snickers, he thinks my mom's the funniest person in the world, as do I when the jokes not on me. "Sorry, I was just thinking about the dream i had last night." My dad the oneirologist looks at me and excitedly goes "The repeating one?"  As if i were having a experiment, having trouble with another one of my many, many dreams.  "Yes dad the repeating one. Why?" My dad smiles a little to eagerly "Well it just so happens I've been researching recurring dreams. 'Yes dad I'm sure that it's such a coincidence, even though I told you about them after the third time it happened. 
"Theoretically, recurrent dreams are assumed to reveal the presence of unresolved conflicts or stressors in an individual’s life. This is corroborated by findings that recurrent dreams are usually accompanied by negative dream content, and that they are associated with lower psychological well-being." I'm surprised one person could remember all of that. Then again this is what my dad does for a living, right? "Hmm, I don't think that's it dad but I'll keep that in mind. Thanks." My dad smiles "Not a problem sweet heart, if you need anything else just ask." I smile and give him a peck on the forehead for effort "Ok dad, I will." Kevin's still being punished for the incident before breakfast so I'm off the hook for clean up duty. I run upstairs to get dressed for church. I open my door and flick on the light, my rooms a mess if mom sees this I'll be the dead one. I scurry over to my dresser and start shoving loose pieces of clothing back into the drawers, then shut them and move on to the stack of papers on my floor, I pick them up and shuffle them into a neat stack and go to place them on my bedside table, before I put them down I notice a small envelope a lot like the one I received in my dream. The front is blank, when i turn it over i see the red bird seal, I drop the letter. It lands on the ground with a PLOP!  I back away towards my door I was thinking of running downstairs screaming 'ENVELOPE AHHH!!!!' but decided I'd look even crazier then my family. So crazy in fact that I'm almost certain that my parents would call the insane asylum and have them come personally take me away. 'It's just a stupid envelope, right. I mean it's not like it can talk or even bite you.' I think to myself, I settle the argument in my mind then decide to pick it up again. When I open it i find a list of names starting with mine.
Yukina OxFord- Leader. No explanation necessary. 
Bellatrine Yowl- feisty, easily angered. Don't stand in her way she'll just knock you down. 
Samuel Grayee- Talkative, energetic. Most brilliant mind.
Funtford Bing- Happy, affable. Don't mistake his kindness for weakness.
Alyeena Vlippon- Dark humored, sensative. Don't mess with her she's more stable than she looks.
Hanniee Jackle- Sweet, sensible. Will still beat the $%*# out of anyone who messes with a loved one.
Flint Wayvonn- shy, lovable. Don't underestimate his strengths. 

At the bottom of this page I found this.
Dearest Yukina, 
Here is the list I promised you before we were so rudely interrupted. I have added a few character traits into this letter, to help you form a strategy, use this to your advantage. Do not worry, I have sent messages to all of your comrades and they are waiting for you. They haven't been told of any plans yet, I've left that part up to you And remember I'm just a prayer away.  Good luck, the world is depending on you and your team!
-an old friend
"An old friend?" I say out loud, that sounds vaguely familiar.
"Miss me dear?" I look up to see the old woman, from my dream, standing right in front of me smiling. 

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