Author's note: Yo, sorry for the short chapters lately. Hope posting like 6 at one time makes up for it. Also might not post as much (finals, my teacher also gets really mad when I write instead of paying attention in class), but knowing me and my obsessive personality, probably not. Ok thanks bye. Hope you like it! Also may redo first chapter. I kinda hate it now.

Mason's POV

Mason darted through the field after the… bird? He didn't know exactly what it was, but he had to find out. He ran through the forest but quickly lost sight of the glowing thing. Mason pulled out his flashlight and swept it across the forest floor. Nothing.

"Hun," Mason muttered and wandered deeper into the shrubbery. A glowing green light flickered in the corner of his eye. He pulled out his switchblade and crept towards the light. What am I doing? Mason asked himself. Too late to turn back now. He answered and continued forward. He crouched down and peeked around the trunk of a tree. What the fuck? Standing in a small clearing was a boy, maybe 14 years old. His hair boots and gloves all were a pure white. His jumpsuit was a charcoal black. His eyes glowed green. The green light came from a ball in his hand that he was using as a flashlight. The most unsettling thing about him was the fact he was floating about two feet off the ground.

The kid turned in Mason's direction. Shit. He thought, realizing his flashlight was still on. The boy floated towards him. Shit shit shit shit shit. Mason sprung to his feet and raced in the other direction.