Garfield jumped up from bed screaming at the top of his lungs. He didn't know where he was until he felt Victor's hand covering his mouth.

"Yo! What is your problem?!" Victor screamed from bottom bunk.

"Garfield, did you have another nightmare?" Richard called from the side of the room. He pulled his blanket up above his head before turning the opposite direction from where the boy's were.

"I-I think..." Garfield said, scratching the side of his head.

"What happened?" Victor yawned, laying back into bed.

"Well, long story short we had these superpowers and-" Garfield tried to explain, but when he took a pause to breath he noticed a sound in the distance.

Garfield got up from his bed and saw Richard snuggled in his blanket sleeping and below Victor was snoring facing up and his leg falling off the bed. Garfield got a little mad that his friends fell back asleep on him, but left it alone. He got off the bed and walked into the bathroom to wash his face.

The last thing the blond remembered was waking up after getting hit at the soccer game. Apparently Nurse Peggy said he got hit pretty bad, but she was able to get rid of the pain and made sure he got better quick.

When looking in the mirror he remembered the way he looked the other way...when he was all green and stuff. What was it about that dream that made him feel like it was all true? Well, all dreams had that affect when the person woke up, but Garfield knew this was something way different.

What scared Garfield the most was when the gang had taken off their piece of jewelery somehow each person was transformed to this whole different person. Like if it was staying inside of them all this time finding the perfect moment to appear.

Garfield looked down at the hand that he had his ring on. He removed the steel ring, but when looking back into the mirror there was nothing that changed. His appearance was the same like Garfield knew was going to happen, but then again he still had a weird feeling inside his stomach. Usually when he got any other type of feeling it always meant it was time to feed himself, but it was way too early to go to the cafeteria to find something to eat.

Instead of trying to find some left over food in the room, Garfield just climbed back in bed and went straight to sleep. That dream tired his brain out and he needed to get as much sleep as he can so he doesn't end up fainting the next morning in the middle of class or during practice if Coach let him play.

Garfield shut his eyes, but he couldn't fall back to sleep. He kept thinking about his epic dream, and most importantly the way it ended. Richard had pulled out this mask from his backpack and greeted the group like his team. The scary part was him ripping off his clothes to reveal a uniform underneath. How was it possible that he wore double clothes and fit a cape underneath?

The blond got up from his bed and looked over where Richard's bed was. Next to the bed near the window lay his backpack. Garfield wouldn't be able to sleep unless he checked if Richard really did have a mask in his bag.

Garfield got up from his bed and step by step he climbed down his ladder and tip-toed to Richard's backpack. He kept moving back and forth from Victor's face to Richard's making sure he didn't wake anyone up. Thank God the room was cleaned or else he would have surely tripped over something.

When reaching Richard's backpack Garfield went to go grab it, but then Richard rolled over to his side. Garfield froze in midair and his eyes darted to Richard's face. His eyes were closed and hair covered a bit of his eyes, but knowing Richard he probably sleeps light so Garfield had to do this in seconds.

Inch by inch Garfield brought his hand closer to the backpack. When his hand almost touched the bag, Richard cleared his throat and Garfield brought his other hand to his mouth, so he wouldn't scream from the sudden noise. He stood still for a moment, but then Richard rolled over again and this time he wasn't facing him. Garfield grabbed the bag and ran outside the room before Richard and or Victor woke up.

When outside, Garfield slowly closed the door and walked to the lobby. He sat on the couch and looked at the backpack. Was he really going to go through Richard's bag just to see if his dream was real? Was it worth perhaps getting his butt kicked if Richard found out what Garfield did in order to feel like he was somewhat sane?

Ah, who cares. Garfield searched through the pockets and removed all the items Richard owned. A few books, crumbled paper, a pen, doodles of him and Kori together (not shocking) but nothing he was hoping to find. There was no mask or any weapons that would belong to his uniform.

"What are you doing?"

Garfield jumped and screamed, throwing the bag in the air and it landed on his head. When removing the bag he saw it was just Rachel with her pajamas on and purple slippers.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Garfield replied. "I mean, you are in the boy's lobby."

"I came here to see if you were awake," Rachel said. "Obviously you were busy doing something else." She used her eyes to point to the backpack and the items all fallen on the floor.

"I had to check something," Garfield explained as he was putting Richard's things back. "No one believes me, so I had to find proof."

Rachel bent down to help him clean up. "And that proof was going through your best friend's backpack?"

"Kinda," Garfield said. "See, in my dream he pulled out this mask from his backpack that linked to him being one of the heroes I keep seeing us as."

"Actually speaking of heroes, that's why I came over here," Rachel stopped him. "I had," she rubbed her arm, looking on the ground, "the same vision."

"What do you mean?" Garfield asked.

"See, I saw something like you and me together." She bit her lip. "Not together, together, but you and me facing each other."

"Okay...what happened?"

"You were giving me advice," Rachel said. She took a seat next to Garfield on the couch. "You kept calling me Raven."

"Are you wearing a blue cape thing with a hood and short, purple hair?"

"Yeah, and you were all green. Still looked the same – just green."

Garfield got up from the couch and walked back and forth with a hand on his chin. "There's something weird going on here and we just have to find out what it is."

"But how?" Rachel asked, getting up from the couch to look at Garfield with her hands out. "We don't even know if these dreams are true or not. For all we know it's probably getting in our heads and now our minds are messing with us."

"But what if this is all true?" Garfield stopped in front of Rachel. "What if we're actually superheroes? What if we've been living this...this lie of being college kids all this time? I can't live like this anymore. I'm having these dreams for a reason, and now you are too."

"Look, I understand you want to check out what is going on, but what if we can't find anything?" Rachel still questioned, unsure with what to do. "Maybe we're just wasting our times."

"And what if we're not?" Garfield asked and Rachel didn't have an answer. She kept quiet, looking at Garfield.


Garfield and Rachel, still in their slippers, slowly got out of the dorm room and out to the campus quad zone. There wasn't anyone outside, so they were so far cleared. Garfield and Rachel ran out to the middle where there was a huge field that divided on half of the campus to the other. Garfield ran behind a bench, checked for guards, and when there still wasn't anyone out he and Rachel ran across the field to the other side where the dean's office was.

For some reason Garfield had a feeling that their answer was with the dean. He was the man in charged of this place, so he had to at least know something. Of course with how many times Garfield had gotten in trouble there was no way the dean would say anything, so the two would just have to break into his office.

When getting to the front of the dean's office Garfield pressed an ear to the door to listen for any type of alarm that would set off. All he heard inside was a ticking of a clock. He tried to open the double doors, but they were locked. Rachel tapped on Garfield's shoulder and pointed up to the roof, giving Garfield the idea that they should get in from there.

Garfield nodded his head and together the two ran to the side and climbed up from the fire escape. Rachel was able to jump up and grab the ladder to bring down. Gently she placed it on the floor and was the first to climb up followed by Garfield. When the two got to the roof Garfield brought the ladder back up before anyone caught them.

Just when Garfield brought the ladder back up there was a small old lady that came from one side of the building. She looked around and when coming out of the shadow it was shown that it was Nurse Peggy. She was doing her duties tonight of keeping those who didn't belong out, but she could have sworn she heard a noise around Dr. Aser's building. Since she didn't see anyone, she just continued to walk around. Meanwhile Garfield and Rachel got a vent opened and jumped right down. The vent lead them straight to the front of his office door.

The two looked around to make sure no one else was in here before attacking the door. It was locked, so Rachel removed a bobby pin from the inside of her hair and Garfield looked shocked.

As Rachel was trying to get the door open she said, "I saw Tara doing this to your room once and I just got the hang of it."

"No wonder my clothes kept going missing," Garfield shared right before Rachel got the door to open.

Garfield was going to just run in there, but Rachel grabbed him by his shirt to pull him back into the hallway.

"Don't you know anything?" Rachel asked. She reached into the shoulder bag she grabbed from her room before running off to the office with Garfield and brought out her hairspray. She sprayed out in front of her and revealed red lasers. Of course this mission wasn't going to be easy.

"Are you kidding me," Garfield whispered when looking at the red beams. "What is this; jail or a school?"