Prologue:

Yes, this is the child we have all been waiting for. Was this... a voice in my head?

Hello. Who are you?

How can you hear me? Are you a voice in my head?

What are you talking about? You're the voice in my head.

Umm... suuure... well, I'm Ben. Who are you?

Uhhh... I'm Jean. Do I know you? What child are you talking about?

Hello Jean, I have been waiting for you, you are this special child that I speak of.

Huh? What's so special about me?

You have the ability to save the world.

HAHAHA!!!! ...You're joking right? Who the heck are you, some freak?

You do not know it yet, but soon you will come around and rescue us all.

From what? When?

I'm sorry, I cannot tell you anything yet, but you must come with me. Then, the voice was gone.

Hello? Voice?! No answer.

Chapter 1: The Truth is Revealed

Thoughts swirling, I wondered about many things. Should I write a story about my life? Would it even be worth reading? When-

"Jean? Are you finishing up your drawing or are you daydreaming?" Mom demanded. Not that she said it in a mean way or anything, but she just broke my constant stream of thoughts.

"Huh? Oh. Uhh…" I said as I thought of a good response to give her. I decided to tell her the truth, "Sorry, I fell asleep," I answered. I was back on Earth. For now anyways. I couldn't help thinking about Heroes, Fringe, Maximum Ride, and especially couldn't get my mind off that night.

Oh, by the way, I'm Jean Tam, and this is my story. Life is great, I just turned fourteen about a month ago, and I got accepted to my dream school, Smithson High. Yeah, I got all the mumbo jumbo mixed feelings about leaving my school and all my friends there. I mean, our school is small and it's K-8, so everyone know each other really well; just a little too well… Many of us hate our school and everyone in it, so they can't wait to get out of here. I, on the other hand, am a bit reluctant to leave this school which I have spent nine years (more than half) of my life in. It sucks because I might not ever get to see any of these people ever again.

In our school, Annie Cho Alternative, we learn Cantonese, Mandarin, as well as English, everyone's in honors classes, we have a load of homework and projects because the teachers are so darn hard on us, and for the most of us, our lives are filled with hours of misery and stress. Am I stressing out? Nope. I'm pretty laid back and enjoying life while I can just like my cousin Clarisse, a junior in Smithson High. We're just not the crazy perfectionist my brother Aaron is-he's a freshman at Smithson High, and he's smart, but he's just too crazy sometimes… Not to mention how often he gets on my nerves… Anyhow, I don't try super hard in school. I go home, get my homework done, then I do extra homework. I mean seriously, who the heck spends 100% effort and ten billion hours doing their homework? (Besides Aaron that is..) I know, I probably sound like one of those kids with the bad grades huh? Actually, I'm not. I'm not trying to brag or anything but I get A's in all of my classes except for a FREAKING B+ in P.E. because we have to run the FRAKING MILE EVERY WEEK!!!! UGH! Plus, I suck at miles, I'm not the sporty type, but I love sprinting.

OKAY, enough of this nonsense. Now, I think you're ready for the REAL story.

Yeah, I know, me and my boring life, I have no hardships, nothing. I practically have my whole life drawn out for me huh? *Buzzer errks* WRONG!!!

It all started that night, on May 6th, 2009, when I almost got kidnapped. I didn't even know how defend myself, nad I was only secretly awake.

What do I do? How am I supposed to get away? I wondered.

"You can't you idiot," the kidnapper snapped.

I was shocked. I tried to scream but her burly hand covered my mouth and muffled my scream.

How did he know what I was thinking? Did he just read my mind? I thought, pondering the thought that Heroes was actually real and people did have super powers. No, of course not you idiot, what planet have you been on? I silently yelled at myself.

"Earth," the an replied matter-of-factly.

"…that was a rhetorical question…" I paused.

"Whatever. Kids these days," he muttered to himself. "ANYWAYS, I spent my whole life trying to figure out the formula, and I did it! You guessed right, Heroes is real. I can read minds, and I can do much more than that." he whispered, his voice soft and dangerous.

Oh crud, I thought, he's going to erase my memory.

"Nope," he stated, "I'm going to take you away, brainwash you, then use you for the Company."

"For one thing, that's the same thing, and on the other hand, THE COMPANY IS DESTROYED, ARE YOU STUPID?!" I yelled.

The man started to getting into my mind…. Slowly, memories were disappearing… my first birthday, the first day of Preschool….Then all of a sudden *ZAP* a beam of blue electricity zapped and hit the kidnapper right in the middle of the forehead, giving him instant death. (If the scene weren't so absurd, I might even have laughed because it brought back memories of when I accidentally hit my camp counselor right in the middle of the forehead with a crumpled piece of paper…haha….) I turned in surprise to see my 88 (almost 90) year-old grandma. Turns out, she has super powers. In fact, her power seemed a lot like Emperor Palpatine a.k.a. Darth Sideous (is that how you spell it?) 's power. No wonder she looked ancient…

"HOLY SH-" I almost swore.

"HEY! No bad words Jean!" Grandma cut in, shaking her finger at me.

"GRANDMA?!" I cried out in disbelief. Who was she and what had she done to my grandma?! My grandma was Chinese, supposedly never even went to school, can hardly get her words right in Cantonese anymore, and never could hear or speak a word of English in my life was actually standing in front of me and lecturing me IN ENGLISH?! This was even more surprising to me than the fact that she had super powers. I stared at her with my mouth wide open. A fly couldn't flown in there that moment.. I just sat there on my bed gaping at her for like five minutes until my mind snapped back into reality as I broke the silence. Grandma was just leaning on the doorway, paler than I have ever seen her before.

"Grandma, you have powers??? You speak English?? Who was that crazy guy? Did you know him? Do I have powers? Is anyone else in on this huge secret? Do-" I yapped, flooding her with questions.

"Hush child," Grandma interrupted, "I realize the time has come for you to find out the truth, but I am tired. Let us get some rest, I will tell you in the morning.

"Fiiinnne…." I groaned as I lay back in bed. But I couldn't sleep. Who could if they were in my situation? Nothing made sense to me anymore. Is my life just like Claire Bennett's? Who else has super powers? Why do I have to wait until morning? This sucks, well not the super power part, of course that part is cool, I meant the waiting. I hate suspense, especially when it's in my life. I checked the clock, it was 2:00 a.m. I guess I have to try and get some sleep then. Slowly, but reluctantly, I soon fell asleep.