HELLO ALL MY AMAZING READERS! Finally! The first chapter of Heroes Rising! *does happy dance*

I'm sorry that this is early, but I'm going on a girl's retreat with my sister and some girls from my youth group and I won't have access to any electronic device that can connect to a wireless connection, so yeah...

ALSO! Elementalist, is it alright if Kazo has white-blonde hair, like Lloyd does? Since it would be pretty cool if Ani had the same, or near the same, hair color as her mom.

ANYWAY! I haz planz for stuff in this story, *evil laugh*

READ AWAY, MY READERS! *vanishes in a cloud of ender particles*

COLE'S POV

I thumped down the house steps, still half-asleep. I made a sharp right and entered the kitchen. I glanced at the digital clock as I yanked open the fridge. 5:29. Great. I stared at the near-empty fridge. I sighed and slammed the fridge door. School is in three hours, and I have nothing to do. I already finished my homework, and I practiced my powers last night.

I tramped up the stairs to my room. I shut my bedroom door, and caught a look of myself in the mirror above my dresser. I was almost as tall as my dad, my long-ish hair was a golden-brown, and my eyes were the same golden-brown as my dad's. I normally wore my bangs over my right eye, and a pair of somewhat clunky sunglasses to hold back the rest.

I had on a lose dark-gray top and a pair of blue jeans. I was also wearing a pair of really beat up gray sneakers, and an amulet that was identical to my dad's.

I flopped onto my bed, and the memory of the dream I had last night rose up in my mind. In it, I was standing before four glows. One was forest green, one sky blue, one blood red, and one violet. Four people stepped out of the lights. A tall male mage, a beautiful woman with dragon wings, a young woman that had a pair of large pale blue wings, and the youngest, a young man, who had glowing white eyes.

The woman smiled. A feeling of happiness crept up on me as she did so. Then the glows behind the four people winked out, and the woman looked frightened. "Help us!" She cried out, as the four people were suddenly pulled away, leaving four demonic creatures in their place. The creatures looked at me as one, and attacked.

That was when I woke up. I had asked my dad about it about a year ago, although I had been having the dream for nearly three years. My dad got this weird look on his face when I asked and told me to forget about it. The dream gradually increased in frequency after that. Now it was up to almost nightly. It is waking me up so early, that I'm starting fall asleep in class.

A knock on my bedroom door woke me from my thoughts. "Cole? Are you awake?" My mom asked.

"Yeah," I mumbled. I hauled myself up off my bed and dragged myself down the stairs back to the kitchen. I dropped into my usual seat and dropped my head onto my arms.

I felt my dad's hand on my shoulder. "Another late night of homework?" He asked.

"No." I replied.

My dad waited for my reason to still being tired, but when none was forthcoming, he asked the obvious question, "Did you have that dream again?"

"Nightmare, dad. It was a nightmare."

"All right, all right." My dad muttered. I heard several plates of food being set down on the table.

"Anita!" My mom yelled. "Breakfast!"

"Coming!" My sister called back. I heard the swoosh of my sister gliding down the stairs on her wings. She is about six years younger than me, and my seventeenth birthday is in about a week. "Hai!" I heard a thump as she sat down.

"Ani, what did your father say about being a dragon while at the table…" My mom warned.

Ani sighed. "Dragon manners are atrocious, so don't be a dragon at the table." I heard a popping noise as Ani changed back into an eleven year old girl. I wished that I could change back and forth so easily, but I had to endure pain every single time I changed.

I looked up as my mom set a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me. I slid it toward me, grabbed my fork and started eating my breakfast.

During the meal, I kept on glancing around the table. My sister had the same white-blonde hair as my mom, but she had a lot of it. Her skin was lightly tanned, but she also had a few freckles on her nose. Ani was almost identical to mom, but she had gotten dad's eyes.

I finished up my breakfast just as another headache set in. "Excuse me," I muttered. I got to the bathroom as quickly as I could then shut and locked the door. I grabbed a bottle of pills from where I had hid it, and shook out two. I dry swallowed them then slowly counted down from thirty. My headache alleviated a fair bit just before I finished counting. I counted back up to thirty then, flushed the toilet. I washed my hands and headed back to the kitchen.

There was a tall blonde sitting at the table. "Hey, auntie Z." I said.

Z turned around and grinned. "Morning Cole. How are you?"

"Tired," was my one word reply.

Z rolled her eyes, and then turned back to my parents. "I'm being perfectly serious. I've finally found someone who knows where they are."

This conversation intrigued me. I leaned against the wall and kept on listening.

My dad sighed. "Z, the last time this happened, the guy turned out to be a pathological liar and a suck-up."

Z huffed. "I brought him with me this time. You can judge for yourself." She stood and walked over to the back door. I heard a muffled, 'You can come in.'

Then a tall man, completely garbed in black came in. He had a long hooded cloak on, so I couldn't so his face. "Do you want my information or not?" He asked, with a heavy Northern accent. It sounded so familiar, but I couldn't place it.

My parents glanced at each other. "Tell us your name first, and we'll think about it." My dad said.

The man sighed and brushed back his hood. His deep brown hair was a bit long, and a blonder chunk hung over the left side of his head. There was some gray speckled in the brown. His eyes were a turquoise blue. Over his mouth and nose, he had a piece of dark cloth.

"Ender Mage Rythian, chief magician general to Queen Kathryn Einde, Ruler of the End." Oh, yeah. That's where I knew the accent from. Aunt Pickle had a much more toned down version of the same accent, and she was also from the End.

My dad was barely fazed. "How do we know you are legit?" He persisted.

Rythian sighed. He lifted a hand, and it erupted into End Flames; a special type of flame that can only be produced by the most skilled Ender mages, who are often driven completely mad after producing their first one, or direct decedents of the Ender Dragon. "Satisfied?" He asked.

My mom rested a hand on my dad's arm before he could ask another question. "Completely," She answered. "Tell us what you know."

*rubs hands together* Well. What do you readers think? (Insert: I'm getting a bit of writer's block, since I have a bit of stuff on my plate, ie. School work, finding a summer part-time job, normal teen stuff...)

For those who guessed the YOGS were being added, you get a box of Jaffas. *hands out Jaffas*

For those of you who guessed Mr. Shadow-guy was YogscastRythian, you get an ender pearl. *hands out ender pearls*

ANYWAY! I hope you all enjoyed! Have a great day! DON'T BE AFRAID TO LEAVE A REVIEW! EVERY LITTLE BIT OF ADVICE HELPS!