AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello reader! :D Well, I started this Pendragon story quite a while back and have yet to do anything more on it. I have more chapter than just this one, but I'll put those up when I have more time. There's an ending planned, it's just not written .

Well, this story is basically just an alternate ending to the whole Pendragon series. It's not because I didn't like DJ's last book. I loved it! Seriously. It's just that I had idea's storming up in my head of what DJ might do to the last book before it came out and, when I saw that his idea was completely different, I decided well… why not write my idea as a fanfic! YAY! Fun! :D

So, my chapter starts at Solara when Press already explained to the Travelers about Solara and stuff lol. Enjoy the first chapter!

Chapter 1

Bobby's Offer and Uncle Press' Mistake

Everyone was listening to Uncle Press as he explained more of Solara to them and what the Travelers must do to stop the evil demon, Saint Dane.

"When the flume was created on Second Earth," explained Uncle Press, "it did not kill the people who were sucked in."

"What!" Bobby yelled surprised. "I thought they were. That's why it was called the Bronx Massacre."

"It's called that only because people thought they were killed," Uncle Press continued. "Those people are still out there. Whether they're all together I don't know, but the exiles are the ones who are keeping the good part of Solara alive. Your job is to find them before Saint Dane does. He knows they're out there somewhere because of there still being a positive force here on Solara. If the exiles where dead, I believe Saint Dane would've won… if Third Earth already had its turning point."

There was silence. No one could believe what they had just heard. The exiles were alive! They still had a chance at saving Halla and defeating Saint Dane.

Alder broke the silence. "So, you have no idea where the exiles are?"

"Unfortunately… no," Uncle Press said disappointed, "but I do believe you will find them you just need to hurry."

"Uncle Press," Bobby spoke out, "I know that this is getting off the subject of the exiles, but I've been thinking about something and now I think I've figured it out."

"Really? And what's that?"

"Well, you told me a long time ago that the fight will end up coming between me and Saint Dane. I never knew if I could go up against him and win… and I still don't… but I've been trying to think of ways to stop him and possibly win. Now that I know about Solara and what kind of powers we all have… do you think it's possible to make an offer with Saint Dane? Meaning that I could persuade him that we give up our powers for the fight and we could fight as physical beings, not spirits."

Everyone looked to Uncle Press. No one was sure of what he would say, but could tell Uncle Press was sure giving it some thought.

Finally he said, "It's a very good idea and it is possible… but I don't think it would work. I can't see Saint Dane giving up his powers after getting this far. Besides, even if he did, if he sees that he's losing, then he'll be ruthless when he fights."

Bobby scoffed and said, "Believe me I already know that."

"Yeah," Siry spoke out. "I saw them go at it on Ibara in the tunnels. I had to hit Saint Dane with something in order to get him off Pendragon."

"I saw Pendragon and Saint Dane fight too," Loor said. "Saint Dane had disguised himself as a Batu warrior and challenged Pendragon to a fight. When he noticed Pendragon wasn't giving up so easily, he wouldn't stop for mercy at all."

"I know," Uncle Press said. "I've seen it all, but I don't think Saint Dane will accept the offer. It's too dangerous anyway Bobby. Without your powers he could do serious damage and possibly even kill you."

"Ok, I get it," Bobby said. "I won't make the offer."

"Ok Bobby," Uncle Press said a little relieved. He then changed the subject. "Now, I have more to tell you."

"More?" Spader asked. "Isn't having what you just thrown at us bad enough? I mean, it's a real tum-tigger already."

"I understand, but this is important… and if it makes you happy it's the last bit of info that I'm about to tell you. Everyone, look at the palm on you right hand."

Everyone looked down and gasped at what they saw. On the palm of their hand they saw five dots in a very familiar shape they've seen many times before.

"Five points of a star," Bobby said amazed. "Why do we have this on our hand?"

"Because you can use a certain power, a positive energy power, from Solara to defeat Saint Dane."

"What!" Everyone screamed.

Then everyone was starting to speak all at once saying, "why couldn't we use this before?" and "why didn't we know about this from the start?" and "we could've defeated Saint Dane a long time ago."

Uncle Press held up his hand and shouted, "STOP!"

Everyone did and looked at him with anger and suspicion.

"Please, everyone just listen," Uncle Press begged. "I'll explain everything. The reason you've never known about this or used it before is because… well… it was kind of my fault. I never thought you needed to use it. I thought you could fight him without it. Besides, if you all used it then it would've harmed Solara."

"But even if it did harm Solara," Bobby countered, "then it would've only harmed a little bit of it. Once Saint Dane was out of the picture then he couldn't create a Dark Solara. Right?"

"Bobby… everyone, you need to understand. This power is very strong. If it was used back when you all started, then Solara would look like as it does now; maybe a little less, but close to it. Now, it's very risky to use this, but if time calls for desperate measures then maybe it should be used, but not now. Also, Saint Dane had started his work a long time ago. The negative energy was starting to emerge… but I guess that's no excuse. I should've told you. I'm sorry, but we can't rewind what has happened and right now Saint Dane's winning. Do you understand?"

"Yes," everyone said and nodded.

"Good. Now, I want everyone to return to their home territories and see if you can find any information about the exiles. Bobby, I want you to go with Patrick to Third Earth. That's where Saint Dane will be. You need to figure out his plan about the exiles and the turning point. Now everyone, go! Hurry!"

With a few people saying "good luck" each one stepped forward and onto their territories. All except Bobby and Patrick.

"Bobby?" Uncle Press asked confused, but with urgency. "What are you waiting for? Go!"

"What are you going to do Uncle Press?" Bobby asked, ignoring his uncle's demand. "Aren't you coming too?"

"No. I'll be here waiting for the news about the exiles."

"But what if we need you? Like, if we have to ask you something important?"

Uncle Press sighed. "I think I've explained Solara and what you need to do well enough Bobby."

"But what if it's something you haven't said? We can't keep coming back here to ask you. That would be wasting Solara away. Besides, don't you want a chance at Saint Dane; a chance to make up for your mistake? No offense."

"Uncle Press chuckled, but gave it some thought. He then said, "I've had my chances at Saint Dane… but I'll tell you what. Once there is information about where the exiles are… I'll come with you."

Bobby smiled. He was glad to see his uncle again. "I won't forget this. So, you better not change your mind."

Uncle Press chuckled again. "I won't. Now, go!"

With that, Bobby and Patrick took a step forward and stepped onto Third Earth.

ANOTHER AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! Please review! :D Sorry if things are written a little weird or if there are punctuation errors… it's late, I'm tired, and I didn't get much sleep for some reason. I hope things still made sense ^.^;

For those who have been reading my Avatar: The Last Airbender Book Four: Air story at all… possibly… maybe… lol don't worry, I'm not stopping that. I just haven't had time to do anything more on it thanks to college life lol. There will be more done on it! … in due time . lol