Chapter Two: The Flying Nun

Author's Note:

Sorry for taking so long! Me and my friend in the Cyberchase section, Lightening816, are almost done our project, "Because You Live." You can check it out in the Cyberchase section under Lightening's name. Anyway, here it is, Chapter Two: The Flying Nun. You'll see what I mean by the title... I'll see ya guys later at Chapter Three: A Prophecy Untold. ;-)

-CelestialTime93

Kim fluttered her eyes open.

"It is you." she whispered, when she saw the familiar blonde haired man.

"Who'd you expect?" Ron smiled.

"I can't believe it's you." Kim smiled.

"I kept a promise I was willing to keep." Ron replied, helping Kim up.

"I'm glad you did." Kim said.

"Huh?" Amber cocked her head. She seemed to understand a bit. She looked up at Ron. "Daddy?"

The two ended up cracking up laughing.

"Yes, Amber." Kim laughed, picking up her daughter, "This is daddy. The one I told you about during bedtime."

Amber gasped with a smile, and looked at Ron. She jumped from Kim's arms into Ron's. "Daddy!"

Ron laughed as he stroked his five year old daughter's hair. "Hey, Amber. Nice to see how you look. Y'know, I was wondering every night for the past six years, how you were going to turn up. You look just like your mother."

Amber smiled, her brown eyes twinkling.

The cathedral's bells woke Ron up the next morning. And by Amber's usual wake up call for the inhabitants of the cathedral.

Amber crawled into Ron's room through the window, and landed on her feet. She ran in a stuttering way like all five year olds ran. She heaved in a huge breath then screamed, "WAKE UP!"

"Gah!" Ron was shot awake as the church bells began to ring. He noticed Amber, picked her up, and placed her on his lap, "Amber? How in the world did you get in here?"

"Window." Amber replied, pointing at the open stain glassed window.

"B-but..." Ron stuttered, "The window is three stories high, unless you used one of mommy's grappling hooks, there is no way you could've gotten up here!"

"Grappling hook?" Amber asked dubiously, cocking her head.

The door opened silently just as the two had their last conversation, and Kim ended up laughing.

Ron and Amber turned to face the door.

"Please don't tell me you didn't teach her what a grappling hook is!" Ron frowned.

That only caused Kim to laugh harder. "Ron, Amber doesn't know any gadget names. She grew up in the traditional life. Chores, feeding the animals, riding minature ponies, playing in the courtyard and hills, y'know, stuff that the pioneers did."

"I don't get you, Kim." Ron said, standing up and handing Amber to Kim, "You used to be the girl who was a total computer geek! And now, you're talking about traditional stuff?"

"And what about you?" Kim asked, smiling and holding onto her daughter.

Ron frowned. If there was one thing about Kim that didn't change, it was the fact that Kim always beat Ron one way or another.

Ron sighed. "Fine, so I grew into the traditional ways, too, so what?"

Kim just smiled and giggled. "Follow me."

"And, why are we in the courtyard?" Ron asked.

"Amber plays with the other sisters every morning." Kim replied, as Amber ran to join a group of young nuns playing, "They all love her, dispite her difference from the rest."

"This is a good enviroment that Amber's growing up in." Ron smiled, "Did she take school here?"

"There are school programs here, and she usually somehow sneaks into the occasional Sunday Schools. That's how she's so smart with the traditional ways and the bible. Oh, I'm sorry, Ron, I forgot you were Jewish."

"Nah, it's okay." Ron replied, "I'll get used to it. After all, my girlfriend became a nun, and I should respect that. Thanks for your concern though."

"No problem." Kim smiled. Then she sighed. "I've known you for so long, Ron. I can't believe I haven't grown bored of you."

"Well, let's just say I'm not boring, modern nor traditional." Ron smiled.

Kim laughed with her boyfriend, then gasped when she realized what Amber was playing with the others.

"Girls! Stop!" Kim cried.

Too late. A sister jumped on one end of the handmade teeter-totter, causing Amber to be flung into the air.

The sisters gasped when they saw Amber flying in the air.

"Weeee!" Amber cried.

"Amber!" Kim cried.

"How did she get that high?" Ron cried.

"She can't control her flying!" Kim replied.

"Whoaaaaa!" Amber screamed, as she flew straight into the shrubbery of an oak tree in the courtyardShe tumbled through the shrubbery and the thick branches of the oak tree, crying, "Ow! Ow! Ow!", until she reached the ground.

"Ohhhhh..." Amber groaned, dazed, then dropped flat on the ground from her sitting position.

The sisters all rushed to where Amber was. Kim and Ron followed. Rufus skittered after them.

The sisters let Kim and Ron through. Rufus weaved through the legs of the sisters.

"Amber, honey, are you alright?" Kim asked her dazed daughter.

Amber stood up. She groaned and shook off her daze. She looked up at her sisters and her parents. She smiled and giggled in reply.

"Thank God, she's okay!" Kim sighed in relief.

"What happened to Amber anyway?" Ron asked.

"Sister Amber was born with the ability to fly." a girl named Abby explained, "She is said to be born with an untold prophecy, causing her to have one ability of the Four Elements. Apparently, one of them is flying, which I'm guessing represents the element Air. But, we haven't seen the other three yet."

"I don't think we'll be seeing the other three elements for a very long time." Kim said, picking up her daughter, "Okay now, go back to your playing!"

"Yay! Playtime!" Amber exclaimed, jumping down from Kim's arms and running back to the mini playground in the courtyard. The sisters followed.

Meanwhile, from the roofs of the cathedrals, the same broad murderers that killed the Possible's parents, watched like vultures in a desert.

"Is she the one, boss?"

"She's the one alright."

"Who's that boy that's with her?"

"According to the nun, he's a Jew from Lowerton. Originally from Middleton, where she used to live. Ain't I right, boss?"

"Yes, but it's not the boy we want. It's the girl and her family. Her daughter and her twin brothers. Their the ones we're planning on killing."

"What's so important about these Possibles, boss?"

"They're known for an ancient power of Knowledge that was discovered while we were stealing from the Whitmores six years ago, do you not remember?"

"How are they linked the the Whitmore's secret treasure?"

"The mother of the girl used to be a Whitmore herself before she married the Possible doctor. She soon gave birth, and the powers were handed down to her kids."

"'You sayin' that they have the Four Elements from the Prophecy?"

"That's right. All we gotta do now, is kill them, and steal their power while we still get the chance."