Here's another chapter of Rand's history. I apologize if they're short, but that's the way the cookie crumbled...:sniffles: I knew the cookie well...

I realize this jumps ahead from him being six to him being fourteen, but he was a good little kid. His teen years might hopefully be more interesting...enjoy!

I own nadda in this story.

Rand looked Janet and Daniel's photo album, looking at the pictures of his parents. He was fourteen years old and was tall for his age. He had shaggy blonde hair and was a bit gangly looking, but he had a handsome face. He had just started high school and was fitting in fairly well.

He turned the page and stopped, seeing his mother and father holding a newborn baby. Rand realized the baby was him and he rested his hand on the picture. He sighed sadly bowed his head, wishing his parents were still alive.

"Thought I'd might find you here Rand," Janet said. She still looked the same, though there were a few more gray hairs on her head. She walked over behind him and saw what he was looking at. "Your parents were very much in love with each other. They overcame a lot of hardships to be together."

"Why won't anyone tell me what happened to them?" he asked. "Every time I ask, I get shut down. I deserve to know Aunt Janet. I am their son. I have the right to know what happened to them."

"Rand, we will tell you when you're older."

"You always say that," he grumbled, shutting the album. He rose to his feet and walked away. Janet sighed wearily.

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Rand sat down on the park bench, his hands in his sweatshirt pocket. He watched the children play with their parents and sighed. "Well, well, well, look what we got here," a voice said.

Rand looked over and saw the neighborhood bullies smirking at him. "I'm not in the mood John," Rand said.

"I don't care," John replied. "No one beats me in anything freak." John suddenly punched Rand hard in the stomach. Rand doubled over in pain, holding his abdomen. "Get up wimp!" he shouted.

Rand looked up at John, his blue eyes blazing in anger. The sky suddenly darkened and a bolt of lightening shot from the sky and struck the tree five feet away from the bullies. They screamed like a girl would and ran away. As Rand rose shakily to his feet, he saw that the sky was clearing. He frowned in confusion and slowly made his way back home, his stomach still in pain.

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Several days later Rand was laying on his bed, sweating from a bad fever. Ice bags were on his forehead and wrists to try and bring the fever down, but they had no effect. Janet took the thermometer out of Rand's mouth and her eyes widened. Daniel saw her expression.

"How high?" he asked softly.

"One oh two," Janet answered. "If it doesn't come down soon, we have to take him to the hospital." She sighed and rubbed her head in frustration.

"What's wrong?" Daniel asked.

"He was fine yesterday. No hints of a fever, no nothing. Now he's running a high fever," Janet said. "I feel so helpless."

Daniel wrapped his arms around Janet. "He'll be okay," he whispered. "Rand's more stubborn than anyone we've met."

Janet smiled. "That's true. He'd give Sam a run for her money."

"Go get some rest. I'll keep an eye on him." Janet nodded and left the room. Daniel looked down at Rand and readjusted an ice pack on the teenager's forehead. "Hang in there Rand. You've almost beaten this."

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Rand opened his eyes and slowly sat up, blinking against the sun. "Morning," Kira said to him.

Rand frowned in confusion. "Morning?" he repeated.

"You've had a fever for the past three days," Janet said, feeling his head. "We were about ready to take you to the hospital when your fever broke." She straightened. "You gave us all a scare."

"Didn't mean to," he said.

"Anything unusual happen to you that might explain this weird fever?" Daniel asked, his arms folded over his chest.

"Nothing comes to mind…" Rand slowly said. "Wait! Last week when I stormed out on you," he said to Janet, "I went to the park. Some bullies were there and one punched me. Then out of the blue a bolt of lightening struck a tree. That's been the only weird thing," he said.

"I doubt lightening could've caused your fever," Daniel said, motioning to Janet to go to their room. "Breakfast will be on the table shortly." He and Janet walked out of the room and down to the kitchen.

"He channeled Daniel," Janet said immediately. "We both know it. Moiraine and the Wise Ones told us about the symptoms of someone channeling for the first time."

"I know Janet," Daniel replied. "But Rand came through it. Most likely this will be a once in a lifetime thing. We just have to keep an eye on him. If it happens again…" Daniel sighed. "If it happens again we'll talk to the Wise Ones." Janet nodded, her mind still running rampant with worry.

Rand channeled for the first time:gasp: Hope you liked it. And if you're a nice person, you'll review.