Chapter Four: Dreams, Balloons, and a Sudden Transformation

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Logan POV

I was in a dark place. I had no idea where I was at because everything gleamed with darkness. The echoes of water droplets dripping from the ceiling echoed in the obscurity of, i'm guessing, the cavern. Whenever I whisper, it was like I was talking aloud. My voice was echoed all around the place. The top of the cavern ceiling were filled with an abundance of spiky rocks that hung from above. I was terrified as I was alone, not knowing how to get out.

I stood up from the wet cavern floor, which I could hear some things that sounded like street rats and mice. I ignored it and proceeded to finding a way out of this god-forsaken place. I walked which seemed like ages through this horrifying maze. I turned left, right, left, left, right, I even stopped a few times and turned back because I was blocked by a dead end. Time passed as I entered deeper and deeper into this cave, god knows what could be in here.

Suddenly, I heard the rushing of water that was not far from where I was at. I listened to the sound and followed it, thinking that it could be my way out. I approached a larger room through a medium opening, enough space for me to fit through it. The room glistened with crystals and was iridescent with the shine of diamonds. It was so glistened and shiny that you eyes could probably deceived by floating sparkles all around in the midst on the top of the cavern. Exotic Plants and beautiful and intricate flowers bloomed on the sides of the river. From rosy pink hibiscus to white glazed plumerias*. This room actually made me more soothed and better than being in that scary and death-defying maze. The top of the cavern was the most eye-catching. An angelic water fall on the top of the cavern rained with water.

The water of the river sparkled in my eyes. Under the water, swimming gracefully, were little schools of fish. Anchovies, angelfish, even one of my favorites, coy fishes. I stared in awe as I watched them navigate through the underwater river. I wondered to myself, 'What is this tremendous and elegant place?'. As I was about to touch the water, a voice shot into my head. Someone was calling out my name. A familiar voice, the voice of a teen boy. It was Carlos.

"Logan..." the voice whispered.

It grew soft, then louder and louder and louder...

"Logan... Logan!... LOGAN!" it sounded like a cry for help. I was becoming terrified until finally...

[ 6:50 AM, Mitchell Duplex ]

I woke up to my father waking me up while my mother opened the window, which brought in blinding sunlight into my dark room. It almost made me blind.

"LOGAN!" my dad declared. I woke up with muttering "huh"s and "what"s. I tried to get the sand out of my eyes for a clear view while my dad was speaking.

"Get up son, or you'll be late for school!" he said.

"Mom? Dad?" I said, "I thought you were on a business trip. You weren't supposed to be back till Thursday."

"Yeah, well some idiot decided to call in the airport in Phoenix and create a bomb threat on one of the planes. We practically waited and waited four hours and hours for them to finish inspecting all of the planes. The clerks told us to come back tomorrow until the inspection is finished and the planes were cleared." my annoyed dad explained.

I looked to the left of my and saw nothing but an unmade side of the bed with no one under the blankets. I thought to myself, 'Where's Carlos?"

"Okay, i'll get ready. You may please step out now." I said politely. My parents exited the room. While the door was still wide opened, I decided to peek down stair at the living room, but saw nothing but clean furniture and empty couches. The guys must've left while I was sleeping. They left and didn't even inform me? What if something bad happened to them? I was trying to make it slip out of my mind.

Twenty minutes passed as I got ready for school. I laid out my black leather jeans, my highlight green "Gleek" shirt, and my new highlight green Air Jordans. I put on my clothes, grabbed my backpack, and walked out the door, closing the door behind me. Today was hot, and I was already sweating. I wiped the sweat off my face and neck. Then I felt something that gave me goosebumps. Three scars were now on the left side of my neck, each the same length. I was freaking out. What If my parent's saw this? I tried to cover it up with my hands so that I they asked me what's wrong with my neck, i'll just give a lame excuse that my neck was hurting.

My mother and I stepped into the car, with me still covering my somewhat abnormal neck.

[ 10:14 AM, 2nd Period, Ms. Collin's Class, Social Studies, Rocque High School ]

"Alright class, since its the last week of school," Ms. Collins spoke with her angelic voice while digging up something from under her desk, "We're going to have – a – WATER BALLOON FIGHT!" she said as she took out a box of multi-colored balloons. I was excited. She divided the class into 4 teams with weird nicknames, the jocks were called the "Swifties". The math nerds, which she didn't place me in, were the "Smilers". The cheerleaders were called the "Lovatics" which obviously they cheered with their perky attitudes because they loved the name. And last, which was the group I was in, were filled with the cool kids. I thought, 'I'm one of them?'. She gave us a nickname I surprisingly loved, "The Rushers."

We filled all our balloons with water, which had a total of about 200 each. Our headquarters was at the back of the parking lot where the big oak tree was at. I felt like I was going commando right now. We had two lines of black ink on each side of our faces. My friend Camille, who secretly had a crush on me, Jo, Jennifer, Jesse, Gil, and Barnett were the Rushers team. We each had three balloons to carry and proceeded cautiously across the parking lot. The object of this game was that the teams who were all wet, lost. While the team who had the most people or the only person dry was the winner.

We backed ourselves up to the wall and walked like we were on the outside of a window of a tall skyscraper, approaching cautiously towards the front of the school. I heard a person's name from above.

"GERONIMO!" they yelled. And with that, water balloons fell on Jo.

"CRAP!" she said, throwing her balloons on the ground with anger and disappointment. We had just lost the best thrower on our team. She went back to go and guard the balloons and move them to a more secret location within the school grounds. She whispered aloud. "I'll be in the mess hall!"

[ 2 teams, 400+ balloons, and one hot sunny hour later... ]

The two teams that were left were us, The Rushers, and the Lovatics. I was really shocked that the jocks lost because they jocks were usually the sporty ones. But the most deadliest was the cheerleaders. They took down most of the team mates on the other two teams while we took out the rest. It was sudden death now. The only people left in their team was the cheer captain, Stephanie, her co-captain Sasha, a new girl who I have no idea what her name is, and Ms. Collins. The people that were left in my team were me, Camille, and Jesse. We were outnumbered. I was lucky that I was the one who hadn't got wet yet. Probably they were saving me for last? I don't know.

We had to take evasive action. The Lovatics were crouching behind one of the hedges while we transfer and moved to the parking lot behind the teachers' cars.

"One the count of three, we go for it." Jesse said. Camille and I nodded.

"One..."

my heart beat pumped a little faster.

"Two..."

Moment of truth. I locked my fists with the water balloons in my both hands and waited for the signal.

"THREE!"

We three went charging towards the opponents as they came out and charge toward us. We separated to get them surrounded. The new girl tried to splash me, but I pounced to the side and hit her in the face with the water balloon. Camille had just taken out Ms. Collins, who was laughing and told Camille she did a great job. Except now there were two of us since Stephanie shot her in the shoulder. She cursed aloud.

"Language!" Ms. Collins roared.

"Sorry, Ms. Collins." Camille apologized.

Just then, as I watched Camille get scolded, I was shot in the neck with a balloon. What I forgot about was that it was the spot where the three now opened scars were at. I suddenly fell to the grass wincing. The pain on my neck grew much worse. It felt like Wolverine was trying to cut my head off. What unsettled me the most was that when I breathed in, not only was I breathing from my mouth and nose, but also from these three scars.

"Logan, honey. Are you alright?" Ms. Collins asked while kneeling. I sat up and covered my neck and pretend to rub it and told them that I just had a bad hit on the neck was all.

"Well, as long as youre not hurt." I looked at Jesse at he was standing at the back of the two girls, who were focusing their attention on me. I yelled, "JESSE, NOW!" Thank goodness he knew what to do and splattered the two remaining girls on the opposing side. They screamed because the water was still cold and yelled "ugh"s and "damn it"s. Ms Collins then declared us the winner of the day. The bell rang for us to go to break.

[ 4:26PM, Mitchell Duplex, at the beach ]

I stared into the ocean again wondering where Carlos, Kendall, and James have gone to. I hope their were alright. I'm starting to worry about them now as much. I turned away and went back inside the house to prepare dinner myself as my parents had left to the airport to continue to their flight.

[ Some underwater village ]

"Where have you three been?" their "mother" asked the three.

"Um, we've just been... swimming through the ocean, mom. You know, just looking at the sites and visiting our cousins in Atlantis." James said.

"Don't lie to me, James Diamond. You were with mortals, weren't you!" their mother yelled.

"Okay, fine. But mom, he's a nice guy! He's become the only person we've come in to contact with since... well the accident." Carlos told his mother.

"Boys, you know what happens when we come in contact with mortals. Have any of you touched his skin?"

"umm, he carried me once..." Carlos said with a low voice.

"HE WHAT? No, no. That's it. You are never to see him ever again." their mother exclaimed.

"WHAT? WHY? But mom he hasn't transformed or anything!" they all said simultaneously.

"Ahh-" she cut them off, "end of discussion." she said, walking away to return to her needs.

They swam into their living room and sat on their coral crusted couches.

"This is so unfair!" James said.

"Tell me about it!" Kendall said.

Carlos, who was usually the active one, was suddenly quiet all of a sudden. "Guys, I have something to tell you..."

"What is it, Carlos?" James asked.

"I found three scars on Logan's neck."

James went wide-eyed. "Oh no... No, no Carlos."

Carlos nodded.

"Stop lying!" James exclaimed.

"I'm NOT LYING! When Logan was carrying me up to his room I opened my eyes and saw the three scars on his neck!"

"He can't grow gills! That's too fast! We've only been with him for too days."

"That's the thing James, we've been around him too much." Kendall said.

"Well, I dont care. I don't wanna stop seeing him. I don't care what mom says." Carlos said.

"Yeah, me too." James said.

"So, what does this mean?" Carlos questioned.

"The transformation has begun." Kendall said in an assuring tone while staring blank into space.

A/N: oooohhhhh, I just had to end this chapter right there. Haha, now it's about to get even more interesting! I've got the next chapter's story line totally figured out already! Remember, reviews and comments will make me very happy :) thanks for reading, and see you guys in the next chapter!

- Drew