A/N: Hi guys! I wasn't to sure what I wanted to write next, but seeing as Forgotten seemed to do pretty well, I thought maybe I should write another story featuring Tessa and Shane! I hope you guys enjoy! Note: Takes place 217 years in the future from Forgotten.

Ophelia's POV

Ophelia raced down the stairs to the dining room, fully dressed in her level four Foxfire uniform. She found her parents quietly drinking some tea while discussing something in hushed whispers. Why on earth were her parents whispering? They never did that, not unless they were discussing something important.

"Good morning, mom! Morning, dad! What are you guys talking about?" Ophelia exclaimed in a cheerful voice. Tessa, her mom, jumped slightly. She turned towards her daughter with an apologetic smile. Shane, her dad, looked equally apologetic.

"Good morning, Ophelia. Didn't see you there! We just received a letter from the Principle, Dame Corinna. She's worried that you might not develop an ability, seeing as the time frame is closing for you, but she has offered to keep you in Foxfire for the rest of the year in order to give you more time," Tessa explained. Ophelia's smile fell. It wasn't her fault she was the only level four with no special ability. Everyone kept thinking she would develop one seeing as she had such powerful parents, but everyday Ophelia never felt any different. But to imagine not going to Foxfire? Foxfire was her life!

Ophelia sighed, her shoulder length hazel hair falling over part of her face. Tessa got up and brushed it away.

"Don't worry, though. Give it time," she whispered before returning to her seat. Ophelia sat down at the table and ate her breakfast quietly. When she leaped to Foxfire though, a new surge of determination swelled inside her. She would work as hard as possible to trigger an ability.

At her locker, she met up with her best friend, Rhea. Rhea had chest length wavy auburn hair and dark blue eyes.

"Hey, Ophelia! What's wrong? You don't seem quite like yourself today," Rhea asked.

"Well, if I don't develop an ability soon, I won't be able to go to Foxfire anymore," Ophelia confessed. Rhea frowned. She was a froster, and she'd developed it when she was in level two.

"That's no good! But don't worry, I'm sure you'll develop soon," Rhea responded before closing her locker and heading to class. Ophelia hoped so as well, however doubt had begun to set in. All throughout her classes, she couldn't help thinking that maybe she would end up Talentless. The only time she was able to set her mind on something else was Ability Detecting which started right after lunch.

Today they were testing for any Shades. All they did was put everyone in a room full of shadows. At least it wasn't as gruesome as some days, like when they tested for Gusters and stuck them in a wind tunnel. Ophelia was hopeful she would manifest as her dad was a Shade. The entire time though she didn't feel a thing.

The next day, when she woke up, Ophelia pushed off her covers. Immediately, she freaked out. Why the hell can't I see my body?! She thought with a surge of panic. Am I dead? Wait. I'M A VANISHER! As soon as she stood up, her body reappeared. Racing downstairs, she nearly barreled into her mother with excitement.

"I'M A VANISHER!" She cried with excitement. Tessa smiled at her daughter. Ophelia took another step, and her body disappeared. How on this earth do I control it? She thought. Wiggling her shoulders, she made her body reappear. Cooool! It would take some time to get the hang of it, but at least she would be able to still attend Foxfire!

Ophelia ran outside to go find her dad. She found him talking to someone she recognized as Sophie Foster. They were talking in hushed whispers. Taking a deep breath, Ophelia let the light pass through her body. There was no way she would be able to hide for more then a minute, but maybe she could learn something. She crept up, just close enough to hear their conversation.

"I'm really sorry to bother you with this, but it's serious. I can't find anyone else to help me out right now," Sophie said with a worried expression. Shane looked concerned, nodding for her to continue.

"Last night Councillor Emery was found dead in his tower."