Thousand's and thousand's of years ago it happened. Man, it what happened. And Shadow, the god of guidance was in charge of watching over the slayer. Guiding her in her dreams. Yet soon dreams became irrelevant to slayer's and they ignored them. So Shadow took human form, yet being human means having children. He then made a prophecy about his family. Shadow was the first watcher.

"The fourth generation, of the fourth generation, of the fourth generation, of the 4 generation shall have powers. Powers that will either save the world of destroy it."

That was the legend that Roger Wyndam Pryce had heard. After Wesley was born he pushed him so he was prepared for his powers. When Wilfred was born, it was a mistake. Wilfred would merely distract him from his destiny, so Roger separated him. Wesley grew showing no signs of powers, and Roger keeping in touch of his younger brother found out Wilfred grew with no powers to. They kept William for a while yet he showed no signs of power's either so he was sent to his twin brother. Joni was sent to his younger sister.

When they were reunited, that is was activated their powers. Each having their own animal spirit to guide them.

Joni, the vixen, sly, beautiful, and graceful

Luke, the hawk, powerful, strong, and true

Mark the panther. Strong, silent and deadly

Matthew, the wolf, the leader, the loner at the same time.

Everything came back to them as if it were yesterday. All the memories of Pinegreen...Wesley's betrayal.

"I am going to write to your father...and tell him you are alive.... you are going to bring your siblings with you." said a voice on the other side of the phone.

"W-what? Who is this?"

"A friend"

"You sound more like an enemy."

"You are going to bring your family to the exact time or...face the consequence's." Matthew paused for a second.

"Ok...I'll meet up with father...fine...I'll bring the other's." yet unknown to him Luke was standing right behind him.

Later he would tell them he'll go alone, who ever this is mean's business. He told Liz he's real name, and left...when he got the phone call about the explosion, that's why it hurt so much. Because the explosion was the consequence...he killed his own family.

All 4 awoke with a start, all-remembering who they really are. Yet none of them acted any differently. Wilfred just stared at the ceiling like one would normally do after he awoke; Joni got up and went down stair's to eat lunch. While Wesley and Luke merely looked at each other and then went back into the comfortable silence.
Emma, Nick, Luke, and Wesley all entered Pinegreen quietly. Emma looked around in slight shock, it was all so familiar. Old Bobby and Rob were still outside on the side of the sidewalk playing checkers right outside the barbershop. Kids still played outside in the late summer streets. It was still oddly warm, yet then again it was only the first of September.

"Dear God" whispered Nick staring out the window. Wesley pulled up to "Zoë's Diner", and everyone looked at each other and grinned.

"What can I getcha hon?" asked the girl whom everyone at the table recognized as Zoë herself.

"3 coke's, a coffee, 2 thing's of cheese fries, and two large sundae's." said Emma without looking at the menu's. "The coffee make it a black," she said smiling sweetly still remembering exactly what they would always get when coming here.

"Nothing's changed." said Nick as Zoë left.

"Yeh, nothing." sighed Luke. Wesley knew what was wrong.

"It's been over 7 year's...they must of all gotten over our death's by now." he sighed.

"Wesley we were a part of this town. This town was a part of us. You can't just get over something like that." Nick said in frustration.

"You'd be suprised how time can really change a person." said Luke staring at Wesley.

"I'm leaving," he merely said getting up.

"Where are you going?" asked Emma.

"For a walk." he merely said dropping a 20-dollar bill on to the table for them to pay for the food. Zoë's was cheap.

The warm air in Pinegreen Virginia, the leave's already starting to change colors. Every time he was in Pingreen he always felt like he was in a dream. Its beauty was so surreal. It was really that small town with the white picket fences, and there's rarely ever any crime. The police officer's rarely ever had any action, and when someone new came into town everyone knew about it within 24 hours. The town was a real family. Right before school start's there's a giant party at the park. They give away awards like one would in high school.

"Town Clown"

"Most Likely to Leave Pinegreen"

"Best Couple"

"Best Christmas Light's"

And the list goe's on and on. Wesley himself 2 years running got the best award one could receive. He never made it to his 3'rd because the accident happened in June.

"Golden Citizen Award" for his constant works in the community. Plus "Best Couple" with Liz in there second year. He and Wren had even gotten "Best Bud's" award 2 years running. Nick was right about one thing. He was part of this town, and this town was a part of him. Yet all logical thought's quickly left his mind as he felt someone knock him into the ground. He looked up and saw a girl about 14 or so sitting on top of them. They both looked at each other in shock. It was Joni. She quickly scrambled up. And looked around, Wesley could tell by the way she was acting that something was going on.

"Quick run, I'll distract them," he whispered as she nodded a little bit confused and ran off down the street.

2 plump police officer's came over to him.

"Hey buddy." they said trying to catch there breath. Wesley recognized them as Ean and Pat; they haven't loosed or gained a pound. "You see a girl come running by?"

"Yeh, she doubled back, heading that way," he said pointing the way they came.

"Thank's." they said and took a big breath and started running back the way they came. Wesley merely chuckled and headed down the street knowing already where she was headed because there was only one place she could go. The park.

The Park in Pinegreen is quite large, incredibly large in fact. It least for a park. The warm color's the leaves, and the beams of light peaking around the leave's soon to fall really made Wesley feel like he was home. He came to a stop at the sort of square, in which the 4 main path's meet. To the left of it was a bench, he used to sit there on Sunday's and teach the kid's how to play the guitar. Of course there were only 2 guitar's so they all had to share. Yet Wesley would never take those Sunday's back.

He found her, leaning against a railing that was over a pond. Long vibrant red hair that was in a ponytail and piercing soul searching blue eyes. She wore Jean's, and a lose gray zipper sweater, a white t under it. Yet he could tell she had gotten in trouble for graffiti because of the spray cans the cops had in their hands and the paint on her fingers. She was looking out over the small pond, an island in the center, which held a memorial. It uses to be a memorial for "Sergeant Pine" who created the town yet now it was different. He ignored it and went over to the railing, leaning out looking at the memorial. Never looking at his little sister.

"Why were you running?" he asked.

"I wasn't running, I was searching." she said thinking before she spoke.

"For what?"

"A family." she sighed.

"Why do I get the feeling you have a great one?"

"They are not my real family...I didn't even know I was adopted until the other night. I don't even remember my real family until earlier today I-I had a dream about them."

"What did you dream about?" he asked still not looking at her.

"Him..." she said gesturing to the memorial in the center of the pond.

It was of a man sitting on a bench, a baby in his arms a little girl peeking over his shoulder, another little girl sitting next to him. An older boy who had a younger boy on his back peeking over trying to get a look at the baby. A woman and another man stood behind the bench. The woman was obviously the mother and the man holding the baby was obviously the father. The other man had another boy on his own back.

Wesley would of gasped, he knew who they all where without even looking.

The baby was Wilona, the girl peeking over the man's shoulder was Emma, and the girl sitting next to him was Joni. The older boy sitting next to him was Mark with Luke on his back. Thewoman wasLiz, the man next to her was Wren, and the boy on his back was Nick. And the man that was holding the baby that they where all crowded around was he.

"Who was he?" asked Wesley slightly nervously.

"A teacher." she stated simply.

Is that all she ever thought of him? A simply teacher? Nothing more? Yet his dreadful thought shattered as she continued.

"A teacher, a coach, a father, a guardian, a soon to be husband, a best friend, a golden citizen...but most of all...to everyone in this town...he's a hero."

"And to you?"

"He's everything." she replied.

"Plus a brother." he replied.

"Yeh" she said staring at the memorial once more.

"Why don't you go to him."

"He's dead," she stated simply.

"Just because a piece of paper, a gravestone, and a statue say he's dead doesn't mean he is."

"You think he's alive?" she asked confused.

"Yes," he replied. Joni finally looked at him confused.

"Where is he?" she said walking over to him.

"Inside of you." he merely whispered back before turning and leaving his little sister to think about things. He loved her too much to bring her into the mess that he had gotten himself into. He just loved her to damm much.

A/N: OH NO! DARN IT! hits head on keyboard I totally screwed up and posted one of the chapters to early, I must of labeled them wrong! No NO NO NO!!! The story is totally like reunined, ok maybe not reuined but the big twist or w/e is messed up! Ok, just act like you never read it ok?