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FLETCHERS POV:

We trekked through the jungle, there was about 100 different species of animal in there. Loads of different smells and sounds that we don't get where we live. Well we didn't even know where we were. I watched Olive bend and stretch to get past natural obstacles. Lucky she was wearing a yellow tank top with a pink cardigan, denim jeggings and blue canvas shoes. I, on the other hand was wearing a light blue t-shirt, dark green skinny jeans and black high tops. Skinny jeans, in the jungle. Perfect.

I was deciding whether I should bring up our kiss. But I had to known that she was okay with it, and just clear the air about it.

"Olive? You know the um..."

"What? The what?" She panicked, stopped and turned around to face me.

"The... 'Kiss'." I said, gesturing quotations marks when I said the word kiss.

"What's all this about?" She copied my gesture.

"I'm sorry... About that... The kiss, I mean-"

"Forget it Fletcher, I understand, our brains are a bit mixed up at the moment, even mine unfortunately." She said awkwardly and carried on walking.

"Right... Yeah, it's just our brains..." I sigh and follow her.

OLIVES POV:

We finally got to a clearing at the end of the jungle, there was a small hut right in front of us. A Middle aged man with blonde hair and a red chequered shirt on, stepped out of the hut and casually waved at us.

"Is he waving at us?" Fletcher asked.

"No! He's waving at the tree behind us!" I say sarcastically.

Fletcher turns around to see what I meant, I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

"Well hey there, I've been expecting you. I'm guessing you got our message?" The man peered at us closely.

"Message?" Fletcher cocks his head.

"What message?" I continue.

"To go to Lakewood forest after you found the necklace. That's where we have our wormhole." The man says with a smile.

"Right..." Fletcher looks around unsurely.

"I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself, you can call me chief. I know you're probably wondering what the hell is going on right now. But if you come back to the den then it will all be explained." The man said.

"I'm Olive and this is my friend Fletcher."

"Great now follow me!" Cheif started to walk away. I began to follow him before Fletcher grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.

"Olive, we don't even know the guy? And you want to go back to his 'den'? He's probably a rapist! I don't want you to get raped!"

"Listen, he knows where we come from and how we got here, surely that should be enough to convince you that he's okay. We deserve answers."

Fletcher gazes over to the man who was stood by a blue truck waving for us to come over. He rolled his eyes and sighed, this is when I knew he had given in.

"Fine, but stick by me okay?"

"No offence Fletcher, but what are you going to do?" I giggle.

"Hey! You may know a lot of things about me, but I bet you didn't know I was that strong until that vortex thingy."

"True, but Fletcher?"

"Yeah?"

"It's a wormhole." I wink as I drag him over to the truck.

FLETCHERS POV:

The truck had a peculiar smell to it, I couldn't quite figure out what it was. Wherever we were, the scenery was beautiful, if only I had time to paint. Well more like, if only I had my painting easel and weren't by a jungle. Me and Olive were huddled on the back seats. I was still cautious about this chief guy, he seemed nice but we had no idea who he actually is.

"So Olive, how old are you?" Chief mumbled

"Why do you wanna know?" I say protectively. Olive hit me gently on the shoulder.

"Fletcher! Sorry about that Chief, I'm 14." Olive apologies for me. I roll my eyes.

"It's okay, I understand that he's weary of me. Don't worry, my boy is the same around men when he's with his lady friends."

"You have a son?" Olive smiles.

"Yeah, you'll get to meet him when we get to the den."

"What actually is the den?" I pipe up, curiously.

"Well... I don't want you two to start freaking out, but. You are now in a different world. You Olive, are the chosen one. And this world, well, it's a bit different to yours. You're going to see a lot of things that you would think impossible. And that necklace there. It chose you. It saw your kind heart and saw your destiny. Oh and Fletcher, the wormhole wouldn't let you through if you were just anyone, you have a part to play to." Chief lectured.

Me and Olive stared at him dumbfounded.

"Chosen? Why? This doesn't make any sense? Science doesn't allow humans to pass through wormholes! Different world? How is it different? You mean were on a different planet?!" Olive starts ranting. I put my hand on her leg.

"Olive calm down. It's just a joke... Right chief?"

"I'm afraid not Fletcher. And not a different world, a parallel dimension."

"I need a glass of water." Olive flops her head to the back of her seat.

"Well we've just arrived."

Chief points to a rather big modern looking house with big glass windows and a flat roof, we had drove through country to get here, it was in the middle of a forest. It looked like it had about 3 floors, it was massive. It looked more like a mansion than a den. As the car pulled up outside I realised what the smell was.

"Chief, why does your car smell like wet dog?"

OLIVES POV:

We stepped out the truck to the country house. We walked up towards it, and a boy appeared from the front door and started to walk down to us. He had blonde windswept hair and green eyes, he was wearing a red t-shirt and denim shorts, to show off his muscular legs. He smiled at us as he approached.

"This is my son! Jordan, meet Olive and Fletcher." Chief introduced us.

"Ah so these are the chosens. Hi, nice to meet you I'm Jordan. Head of our junior pack." Jordan grinned.

"Pack?" I question.

"Dad... You haven't told them have you?" Jordan scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Give me break son, I just had an hour car journey with them questioning everything I say."

"Told us what!?" Fletcher squeals.

Chief and Jordan exchanged cautious glances.

"Why don't we go inside and get a drink and me and Jordan will explain and try to answer all your questions." Chief suggested and continued to walk to the house with Jordan.

Fletcher turned to me.

"Scared now?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Is there a back button in life? So I didn't find this stupid necklace."

"Well like Chief said, were apparently chosen so we would of ended up here anyway."

"Yep, I'm scared." I tremble.

Fletcher sighs and looks at the ground. He bites his lip which makes me feel suddenly sick inside. I didn't know why. Then our eyes met and he spoke.

"Look, I'm not gonna pretend I'm not scared. But, I'll protect you, I promise. Whatever happens. Pinky promise." Fletcher smiles and holds out his pinky.

I giggle at his attempt of being 6 again. I hold out my pinky finger and he connects his with mine. We stand there for awhile, looking into each other's eyes, pinkys entwined. His face starts to move closer to mine, like it had done it the lab. I wasn't sure on what this meant. We were just good friends, right? Nothing more. So I interrupted by stating a fact.

"So now you grow some balls and act all macho." I let go of his pinky and walk towards the den. Fletcher laughs and follows me.

"Each other is all we have right now, so welcome to hotel Fletcher protector."

"Oh wow, catchy."

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