"Flora… Come here dear" the voice said. It was a female.

"What the hell? Ok I swear I was JUST in my room… w- where am I?"

I looked around my surroundings and gasped. The place was eerie, cold, and dank. I swear I saw a shadow scurry past me, but I shook my head and brushed it off. I've been in one of these dreams before. I've actually been having them since I was a toddler. I've had these horrible, sullen nightmares that would end up with me waking up in a cold sweat, crying for my parents, and robbing me of sleep. And that voice I heard… I knew it. It sounded so familiar.

"Flora where are you?" said that melodic voice that both calmed me and scared me at the same time.

"I'm right here, what do you want with me," I exclaimed frustrated. I'm so tired of these stupid nightmares, "why are you always following me around in my dreams! I'm not that scared 3 year old anymore. I'm 15 and I'll kick your ass if I need to!" Wow. I was feeling ballsy tonight.

"I.… err….. umm," the voice stuttered almost cutely, "well actually I'm someone you know, oh and I thought you also should know that in afew more months you'll be kidnapped sent to a school. But it's not just any school. Due to the notorious Eggman's scheming lately, you'll be sent to Station Square where you will go to a high school for teens with powers and just plain old normal teens without powers."

"Look chick, I don't know who the hell you are but I am not going to a stupid school for freaks, and if I need to, I'll kick Eggman's fat ass as well. What's the point of me going to this school anyway?!" She was really starting to tick me off. I wanted to convince myself that she was just trolling me but I knew deep down that something was different with me.

The voice sighed. It was a long sad one that sent shivers down my spine. It was almost like it didn't want to tell me.

"Look Flora. I can't say much right now. But you have so much untapped power that's just waiting to be released. A power that evil hands in the world would kill to get their dirty paws on. This is why, honey, you need to learn how to control them. You could seriously hurt yourself, and others...," the voice started getting fainter, a sure sign that I was about to wake up.

"No! Wait! There are so many questions that I still have to ask! Who are you!? Tell me, please!" by this point, I was on the verge of tears. This voice had been scaring me since I was a child and now, she won't even tell me her name.

"I- I'm sorry Flora, but I can't just yet…." The voice was now a whisper.

"Why not!?" I now felt like that scared little 2 year old. Powerless, lost, afraid. I felt a gentle warm hand brush my tears away. It smelled like flowers.

"Oh honey," The voice hushed me, "You have grown into such a beautiful young lady," its voice caught, as if it were crying as well, "I wish the circumstances were different. Please, don't hate me. I love you more then you'll ever know…" and with that last line, she was gone.

"Noo! I don't hate you! Please come back!" I wanted to reassure her. But she was gone, I was too late. "Now she'll never know…" I woke up. As usually of these dreams, I was sweating profusely and tears were running down my cheeks. That was the first time I had actually had a productive conversation with that voice, and if what it said was true: I needed to get to that high school in Station Square, and fast.

Hey guys! So as most of you know, the original first chapter of this story was VERY poorly written. Though I hate excuses, I will say it was mostly because I was only like 11 or 12 when I first started this story and my grammar was lacking back then lolz! Anyways this is just one of many revisions I may do. I'm sorry to the people who liked the original but honestly y'all reading over that made me cringe! The next revision should be on a little later! Peace!