Starting Over Disclaimer: I do not own the Secret Saturdays, but I do own the character Sarah.

Chapter 1 Hello

Zak walked around the huge yard surrounding his house. He started to run trying to catch up with Komodo, "What's gotten into you?" he asked rounding the corner of the house and stopping dead in his tracks. "Mom!" Drew came running, "Zak, what's wrong? Are you al-" She stopped upon seeing what Zak saw: a young girl about Zak's age laying unconcious on the ground. "Oh my god. Zac, Fiskerton help me get her inside." "Right mom."Two hours later Sarah woke up with no idea where she was. She heard someone to her left yell something like, "Mom, she's awake!" She opened her eyes and slowly sat up, "Wh-where am I?" At that moment Drew and Doc walked in. "You're safe from whatever it was that beat you up like that." Drew answered.
"Hey what's your name?" Zak asked springing up. "I'm-" Sarah was interuppted by Komodo jumping on her. "Just lay still, he won't hurt you," Doc said, "he's just curious." Komodo climbed down off of her. "As I was saying, my name is Sarah. Who are you?" Suddenly Sarah yelped in pain. She turned around, hissing in pain. "Fiskerton," Zak yelled, "What did you do"
"He pulled my tail!!!" Sarah wailed. Everyone stared astonished, "Did you just say tail?" Drew asked. "Yes, see." At that moment a tail wrapped around from behind Sarah and draped itself over her leg and a pair of cat ears pricked up. "Someone's headed this way," she stated matter of factly. A minute latter Doyle walked in, "So this is where all the noise is coming from?" Sarah's eyes grew wide and she started to shake, "I know that voice." "And I know you," Doyle responded, "You're the Van Rook's cryptid-human hybrid." "And you're his apprentice," she hissed back. He frowned, "No I was his apprentice, not any more." "Yes and I'm no longer his little expirement, I escaped." "Congrats then, 'cause that place is hard to break out of." "So," Sarah smiled, "What are you doing here then?" Doyle smiled back, "This is myfamily." "You're one of the Saturdays?! I would have loved to see the look on Van Rook's face when he found out!" she said bursting into a laughing fit.
"So I know I'm with the Saturdays now, but I don't know all of your names." "I'm Zak and this is Fiskerton and Komodo." "Well I'm Drew, this is my husband, Doc, and my brother, Doyle"
Zak bent down and picked something up, "Here's your bag. What do you have in there? It's really heavy." "Well..." Sarah began, "I have my laptop, some books, my sketchbook, my drawing stuff and this," she said producing a laser gun, "I've got wicked aim." Doyle looked at her, "You stole that from Van Rook, didn't you?" She grinned, "Of course I did. He wasn't too happy about it,
but I needed it so I could protect myself while I made my escape." "Well I guess that's a good reason to steal something from Van Rook." Zak looked at her, "Do you have a home?" Her head lowered, "No." "Mom...." Drew looked at Zak, "NO! I know what you're going to ask and the answer is no." "But Mom! She's an ORPHAN!" Sarah looked at Drew, "I can help you find Kur's tomb." Everyone turned to look at her, "What did you say?" Drew asked. "Here." Sarah said handing Drew her necklace, "It says something in some other language, but I don't know which one." "Doc, this is Sumarian writing. Where did you get this?" "When I escaped Argost came after me and he dropped it so I grabbed it." "Did anything weird happen after you picked this up"
"Ummmm...Well I passed out then woke up here with no idea how I got here." "Zak go get me the box of matches." With that Zak left the room in the direction of the kitchen. He returned a couple minutes later with a box of matches. Drew looked at Sarah and gave her necklace to her, "When I tell you to I want you to wave your hand in the direction of the match"
"Alright." "Now." Sarah waved her hand and although Drew was standing on the other side of the room with the match, it still went out. "Amazing. This necklace contains a piece of the Kur stone."