This is a new story that I have been developing in my head for a while now and I feel like it's time to share it with the world. Just a heads up, I'm sorry if I change up the events of the book like with what they say but I'm adding a bunch of characters so it's going to happen. Sorry. I will not give up on this story. No matter how long it is in between updates. I will not give up on it! And just a warning to those out there that know me, yes I may have used names from people at school but this means nothing! And I mean it! I was just too lazy to come up with a bunch of names and then try to keep the characters straight. It's easier this way for me. Enjoy!

P.S- This first chapter is more of a pologue that will layout a few important events that affect the main characters life. The story will be more structured and will develop slower after this first chapter.

~ZoeRoseKane13


~ Chapter 1 ~

Zoe Rose Kane. That's my birth name. Autumn Lynn Hobrock. That's my adopted name, the one I've been called my entire life. I'm 18 years old right now and my life is heaven. Although it's not exactly what I thought it would end up being, I still love it anyway and I would never change it or give it up for anything in the entire world. However, this story is going to begin when my life slowly started going to hell and then it took a complete nosedive into the deepest parts of the duat. It all started when I went to sleep on June 13, 2007. The day of my 7th birthday...

"Goodnight Autumn. Happy birthday," my mom said as she kissed my forehead goodnight, turned off the light, and stood in the doorway.

"Thanks mommy. Goodnight, I love you!" I said as I hugged the stuffed dolphin I had gotten as a gift that day.

"I love you, too sweetie. Now get a goodnight's sleep. We're going to Knights Action Park tomorrow. You don't want to be tired for that now, do you?" my mom said as she closed the door and I was left all alone in the dark with my thoughts.

Usually I can go to sleep almost right away, but for some reason, tonight I couldn't. I couldn't fall asleep as easily tonight because I couldn't shake the feeling I got when I called my mom, well, mom. It was like that wasn't her name, like I wasn't supposed to call her that. I had had this feeling before but I had never thought much of it until now. I found myself clutching the heart locket and symbol of Nepthys that I had received for my 5th birthday. I had never been able to open the locket for some reason so I didn't know what exactly was on the inside of it. On the outside of it, there was a weird symbol that I didn't know, but I knew that it was important to me. I just didn't know how. The symbol of Nephthys was Egyptian, I knew that much. I didn't know why my mom had given it to me though. She wasn't Egyptian. She was raised as a Catholic Christian. She had told me that it was often recognized as a symbol of protection in the Egyptian culture so I took it for what it was and thanked her. I decided that I had dwelled on my thoughts long enough and I cleared my head of everything. I hoped to have good dreams about anything as long as it was good. Unfortunately, as soon as I fell asleep, the nightmare that was my untold life, began.


I was standing on a deck with a view of the Pacific Ocean. The sun was setting and it was one of the most beautiful sunsets I had ever seen. After I looked around, I realized that I wasn't alone. There was a couple that was watching 2 little kids play on the beach. They were one of the oddest couples I had ever seen. They were young, first off. Compared to my mom, they were probably a few years younger than her at the least. The woman had blonde hair and had really pale skin for living in California (I think that's where we are at least). The man on the other hand was bald, and had really dark skin. Almost like that of an African American. I couldn't see what they looked like at first but then they turned around so I could actually see their faces. I gasped when I saw them. The woman's eyes were blue. Exactly the same amazing blue as mine. Together, I looked like them. I had features of them both and my natural skin tone was almost right in the middle of theirs. I looked more like the woman though because I had blonde hair, too. I walked closer to them and I realized that the woman was crying.

"It's her birthday, Julius. I remember now. The letter Barb sent us about her oldest daughter, it wasn't to brag about her. It was to tell us that she is okay. Autumn is our daughter and that's not her real name. She's seven. She is our first born. How can you not remember her Julius!? I remember there was an attack but no one around here remembers the first 5 years of her life either! It doesn't make sense. Something happened and we more than likely sent her away to be safe but why not Carter and Sadie, too? Julius, it hurts. Knowing she's out there and she doesn't know us and we don't remember her very well. Why?" Said the woman in a frantic rant.

"It'll be okay Ruby. I'm sorry I don't remember her. If your right then whoever we trusted her with must have done a very good job at erasing the first 5 years of her life. That sounds bad but we probably did it for her own good to protect her. We just can't remember and in your case you just can't remember everything. You probably are remembering things and I'm not because of your divination power. That might be what's making you remember. Everything will be okay one day." Said Julius as he comforted Ruby by giving her a hug.

"I know. It's just so hard." Ruby said as she got out of Julius' grasp and looked up to the sky where the stars were beginning to come out and the moon was beginning to rise. "Zoe Rose Kane, I know that's your name because I can feel it. If you can hear me then I want you to know that we love you. Mommy and daddy love you with all of our hearts."

"We always have and we always will," Julius continued.

"No matter if you are Autumn or Zoe, whichever name you go by, we will always love you. Hopefully our ancestors are looking after you as they scatter in the night sky and watch over the world with the moon. May we watch over you one day, too. Years from now I hope," Ruby said as she took a picture out of her pocket so that both her and Julius could see it.

I didn't want to believe it but I had no choice other than to believe it after I saw the picture they were holding. I was already crying because of everything they had said but the truth had sent me over the edge. I didn't know who I was anymore. I didn't even think that my hair color was supposed to be what it was now considering that my name isn't what it is. It wouldn't surprise me if anything else is different about me either that I don't know. All I know is that my entire life just got turned upside down and back again. It was all because the picture Ruby was holding was a recent one of me from just last week, but in the picture my hair was brown. I was adopted and my birth parents were standing right in front of me. I wasn't even technically adopted if they had given me away to someone to protect me! That was more like a witness protection program than adoption.


Before I could call to them, the scene changed and I was swept into what automatically felt like a nightmare. I was running somewhere late at night and I couldn't see all too much. I could tell that I was wearing a blue cloak and these weird - yet, comfortable - blue clothes. My mind mixed with the mind of the me in the nightmare and I figured out that I was in London and I was 10 years old. I was so focused on my thoughts that I didn't realize that I had come up on my destination and again, I wasn't alone. My birth parents stood in front of this really tall pointy thing that my older mind told me was an Egyptian obelisk named Cleopatra's Needle. My parents were just staring at it and holding hands when I came up behind them and got their attention.

"You can't do this! You can't!" I said out of breath as I stopped right behind them. I didn't know what I was saying and that was when I realized that I was living out something that was going to happen. Something that had already been planned to happen in my future. So, whether I knew what I was saying or not, I was still speaking. I decided to focus more on what was going on rather than what to say next because I did not want to forget this dream (I am pretty smart and observative for a 7 year old, if you couldn't tell).

"Zoe? Is that you? What are you doing here? You can't be here!" My mother said as she and my father turned around. My mother came to kneel in front of me and she grabbed my arms while she looked at my face in wonder.

"It's me, mom. I'm here because you can't do this! Neither of you can! If you go through with this then... then... gods I'm not even supposed to say this, but we lose you mom. If you two go through with this then we lose you and I don't think that it's worth it. I haven't even gotten a chance to truly be me again because he's still after me." I said as I began to bawl. My mother pulled me into a deep hug and I gladly accepted it. My father came to kneel beside my mother. He looked in shock with the fact that I was there and with what I had just said. They both had tears in their eyes. They wanted to question what I meant by someone being after me and I wanted to know too but they decided not to touch on the subject.

"Zoe...how did you know that we would be here? How did you know that any of this was going to happen? Are you sure that you saw something happen to your mom? Gods, I can't believe that you're here! How did you remember everything? We thought you didn't even remember being, well, you!" My dad said in disbelief.

"I'm your daughter. How do you think that I already know what you guys are doing? And how do you think I remembered everything! My powers are stronger than Scott's and his spell was overpowered. I can tell you this though. Tonight, you set the stage for everything to happen, but it's not your stage that you set. You set the stage for me, Sadie, and Carter." I said. Everything that I was saying was confusing me more and more. I didn't know what I was saying. All I knew was that there was more to my birth family than I knew and somehow, I have the ability to learn about the future. I didn't want to wake up because when I did I was going to have some questions for Barb.

"Divination. That's how you know. It's strong isn't it? I have never been able to see that well but you can, can't you? I'm sorry that you inherited my divination. I would never wish that upon you." my mother said. I only nodded my head yes in response.

"Sweetie, you have to get out of here." my dad said as he took my hand.

"No, I'm not leaving." I said as I stood my ground as best as I could.

"Yes, you have to leave. You know that you do. I know you want to stay but you know that you could be hurt. I don't want you to get hurt. That's the last thing that I want to happen to you. Can you answer me something?" my dad asked me as he took my hands in his and held them to his chest as he kneeled in front of me.

"Depends on what you have to ask me. There are certain things that I can't answer and to be honest, I may not have even seen it. Mom can back me up on this." I said as I sniffed from previously crying. What puzzled me was the word divination. What was it? Why did I have it? Why was I saying that I had "seen" things? And what was this talk of seeing the future? But then it hit me. I was seeing the future right now. This is something that will happen to me when I am 10. This is the future. The previous place I had been in my dream with my parents was the present. I was really starting to worry that I was going crazy but then I went over everything that had happened so far and I realized that it was all too crazy to be made up. I was seeing my life and I had to deal with it and just go with it.

"Is everything going to turn out okay in the end? When all of this is over? Are you, Sadie, and Carter going to be okay?" my dad asked me.

"We'll be alive if that's what you're worried about. Carter and Sadie will miss people we lose but I will never be the same with all of the things that are supposed to happen to me. I don't think there will ever be a time I will be mentally okay again but I still have hope. What you do tonight sets the future for our family, including Amos. As much as I don't want you to do this, you have to. It's the only way to save the world. Even if it means I have to go through the things I have seen in my future." I explained as I began to cry again. My mom and dad didn't say anything. They wrapped me in a big hug instead and for a few moments we were a family. It felt so good to be with them but I knew that it would be short lived. Before anything else could happen, my dream changed yet again.


I was running and freaking out in my mind when the scene became clear. I sorted through my mind real quick and I could tell that it was Christmas Eve and I was 16. I looked down at myself as I ran and I was wearing something weird. I had on fake leather black combat boots and these dark greyish blue tattered and ripped jeans. My shirt was a water blue tunic that had a silver rope tied around it and the sleeves were like those on a normal t-shirt. I was still wearing my locket and my charm necklace but I had another necklace that I didn't recognize on as well and my hair was French braided into a ponytail and it was very long. What freaked me out though was that I had these blue highlights in my brown hair. Why I had them I didn't know but it must have been important to me otherwise I wouldn't have dyed my hair. It was even weirder because my hair is blonde not brown so I'm not sure what happened there. I had this cloak on that hooked around my neck and it was also water blue. It gave me the feeling of what being Red Riding Hood would be like. I began to sort through my mind again and didn't find much. I knew that I was running through the British Museum in London but there was something really big that I could tell I was hiding from myself. The weirdest thing was that my 16 year old self in the dream seemed to have the name of Zoe Rose Kane. That freaked me out even more because if that was true, then that means that I have been living a lie for most of my life. I did not like that fact one bit at all. I decided to just go with the dream and stop trying to find out because if I knew myself like I think I did then I wasn't going to get anywhere with searching.

I turned a corner and there was an archway that had blue light streaming out of it and whatever it was, I knew that it wasn't good. I ran even faster than I had been before and in no time I came to stand in front of the archway. In the room was my family, well everyone except Amos and my mom. My dad was in the middle with a podium in front of him that held the Rosetta Stone and a blue, glowing circle around him. He had this weird boomerang thing in his hand. Come to find out from my dream self, the thing that he was holding was a magic wand and the blue circle around him was a protective circle to protect him and keep people out. Not but 3 or 4 feet in front of me stood 2 kids who had their backs to me. They looked like grown up versions of the children I had seen on the beach earlier in my dream because they had their backs to me, too. Once again, come to find out that these two kids are my brother, Carter Kane (age 14), and my sister, Sadie Kane (age 12).

My attention was ripped away from them when all of a sudden, my dream-self (let's call her Zoe) remembered why they were there in the first place and looked at what my dad was doing. He was writing on the Rosetta Stone with his magic wand and whatever he was writing was glowing blue. Zoe reached out and closed her eyes and pictured herself grabbing a wand of her own. Then she opened her eyes and there was a wand in her hand. The 7 year old me started flipping out because it had just appeared out of nowhere while Zoe looked at Sadie and Carter to make sure that they couldn't see her. Zoe lifted up the wand in front of her and waited. All of a sudden, my dad said "Woseer I-ei" which I somehow knew meant "Osiris, come..." and then a bunch of things happened at once. Sadie had apparently knew what he had said, too because she reacted by yelling "No! Dad, no!" out to our dad as he turned around in response to her voice. Zoe whispered "Nephthys, come..." as she started to shed silent tears, and with her free hand she grabbed the two necklaces that were around her neck and held on for what seemed like dear life. My dad turned around and saw the three of us standing there. He yelled "Sadie...? Children, run! Zoe, protect them...I'm sorry that..." but he never got to finish what he was going to say because the Rosetta stone exploded and we were all thrown back off of our feet.

Zoe quickly got up after the dust settled and ran to hide behind the wall that was outside in the hallway. Zoe stayed close enough so that she could hear what was going on but was hidden from everyone's view. Then, Zoe thought the weirdest thing. She thought "Nephthys, are you there?" but that wasn't the weirdest thing to happen because something or someone answered her.

They said, "I'm here dear. Thank you for being here because otherwise I would have had to use the fire elementalist as a host and I did not want that." But then the conversation was continued.

"Nephthys. I have to ask you to do something for the safety of our future. You have to channel some of your spirit into Zia anyway because that's the only way that Iskandar will take any steps to protect her and we will be protected in the future. Believe me, it's really important that you do this, please." Zoe asked her. There was a pause before there was an answer.

"It is done. Iskandar will read her and think that she is hosting me and he will try and protect her. You do realize that we aren't at full strength now, right? I sure do hope that you know what you are doing." Nephthys replied.

"Trust me. I know exactly what I'm doing and yes I'm aware that we aren't at full strength but you'll thank me later." Zoe replied. It was then that she must have realized that everything had gone quiet because she stiffened and peered around the corner but just as she had, there was another blast of light and from what I could see, two people were walking away from Sadie and Carter and in the hallway I could hear the boots of security officers and the sirens of cops and ambulances. The sirens must have been going off for a long time now but I just hadn't decided to notice. Zoe waited until the two people were gone and ran over to Sadie and Carter who were both unconscious. She quickly stuck her hand out, imagined herself grabbing two piles of what seemed like cloth (one was brownish-gold and the other one was a light purple) and pulled them out of thin air once again. She unfolded them and it turned out that they were cloaks like the one she was wearing but they were different colors. She put the purple one on Sadie and the brownish-gold one on Carter. She waved her hand over them and their cloaks began to glow faintly and then the glow died. The dream once again went black after that.


When everything became clear, I was standing in this bedroom and there was a small desk light on with a boy sitting at a desk. He looked like he was just getting done with something because he set his pencil down and picked up a single sheet of paper and just stared at what he had done. I walked beside him so that I could see what he looked like. There was a clock that read 9 a.m. sitting on one end of the desk and a calendar that was on the wall showed that it was June 14, 2007. It was the present time and I was dreaming about a boy who was probably doing homework. The boy looked to be my age, 7, and he had blonde hair and freckles on his face. Then I realized that no one continuously stares at their homework for that long and I also thought that I had to be brought here for some reason. So that settled it, I looked at the paper he was holding.

What I saw surprised me, like a lot. It looked like he was holding a photograph that he had taken but he had actually drawn it. It was a picture of what looked to be him, a girl that was his age in the picture, and a little boy that looked to be about 2 or so. After I looked at it for a while, I realized that the girl in the picture looked like me when I was 16 in my previous dream(she could have been older but I wasn't sure), but minus the cloak. The boy looked to be 16, too and you could tell by the blonde hair that the boy in the picture and the boy who had drawn it were the same person. The boy and I looked like we were a couple because of the way he had his arm around my waist. The thing that scared me was that the picture looked like a family photo because I was holding the little boy like a mother would hold her son. I looked closer and realized that there was writing on the picture. There was a name above the boy that read "Nick Cowell", there was a name above me that read "Zoe Rose Kane", and there was a name beside the little boy that read "Luka Ezra Kane". Then I read the writing at the top of the picture and it scared me the most. It scared me so bad that I started to back away from the picture and shed silent tears again. The last thing I remember was thinking that I didn't want to remember anything that had happened in my dream.


I was relieved when I woke up with a jolt in my bed. I looked at the clock in my room and it read 9:05 a.m. I knew that everyone was still asleep and in all honesty, I wanted to be alone. So I cried until my mother came in my room an hour later and held me until I stopped. I didn't really want my mom to comfort me because if my dreams were right then that meant the she wasn't my mom and she was lying. I was a lie. I knew I couldn't tell anyone because they would think that I was crazy. There was one thing I couldn't stop thinking about though. The writing on the boy's paper...

"You never give up on family. No matter how old or young you are and no matter how much you may be judged for it. Family is always worth fighting for. Family can always be found when they may be lost. Family will always save you from the darkest places and bring you back to the light. This is my true love and my son. They are my family, along with all of my friends. I will never give up on them and I will never let go of them. They are my life, my home, and my hope. They are always worth fighting for."


Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Kane Chronicles characters. Rick Riordan does. I do own some of the plot.