Sorry I haven't been on in a while…I just started high school…it's tough because the high school I go to is selective, which means that you have to take a test, then if you do well, you go for an interview. Only about 40 people make it in. It's an academy…I'm loaded with homework every day…bleh. Ok, I left at the part where the two were about to get run over…

(Courtney's diary continued)

I just stood there, watching the headlights come closer…closer…I was too scared I couldn't even scream…I heard someone yell, "Look out!" Then I was pushed to the ground. Instinctively, I laid flat against the concrete. I could feel Frankie right next to me. The drunk driver drove right over us. As soon as it passed, we both got up and looked back at the driver who almost hit us.

Suddenly, the truck made a U-turn and headed for us again. This time we were on our feet and dashed for the sidewalk. Unfortunately, the driver got smarter as well and drove right onto the sidewalk. We ran deeper and deeper towards the dense forest that was right beside us. Thankfully, the trees prevented the truck from coming any further. Nevertheless, we kept running until we saw the end of the woods. When I dared to look back, there was no trace of the truck. I leaned against a tree, hands on my head, to help my breathing. Frankie sat on a rock.

After a moment of silence, Frankie spoke. "Th-that was freakin' s-scary,"

"I can't believe what just happened!" I yelled, taking my hands off my head. "We almost got killed! What was that driver thinking!"

"We are so lucky to be alive," Frankie panted.

Suddenly, I heard a twig snap. Frankie and I looked up, alert. Seeing nothing, I said, "Animals." But then, the wind began to howl. The leaves fluttered, birds flew, then I was abruptly blinded by a brilliant, yellow light. I put my hand up to my eyes, wanting to close them, but too curious to. Finally, the light dimmed. Opening my watery eyes a little more, I noticed a dark-skinned tall girl, dressed in brown leather armor. She wielded a bronze plate-skirt, plate-body, and a crystal blue ring. She looked strangely familiar.

"Courtney Chetwynde," the girl said. "My name is Loor."

"Loor!" I increduled. "How's Bobby? Is everything all right? When will he be back? Will he be back? Is he okay? How far did Saint Dane-"

Loor put a finger up to hush me. "Pendragon…P-P-Pendragon…" Then Loor burst out crying. I repeat, Loor burst out crying. Bobby always wrote in his journals how tough Loor was. But here she was, and it wasn't the first time seeing her. Loor. Was. Crying. Her hands wiped the tears that continually flowed down her cheeks. It was then that I noticed she wore two identical rings on her fingers. She then pointed up. "Pendragon has joined my…my mother…Osa…I am so, so, so sorry." I just stared at her, stunned. I could not believe what she just said. While I gaped at her, disbelieving, she took one of her two identical rings and handed one to me. "Welcome, Chetwynde, Traveler from Second Earth. This is the way things were meant to be."

Then I saw Frankie's face, as he still sat on the rock. His face was twisted in surprise and utter confusion. But I didn't care about his presence anymore. Grabbing the ring from Loor, I yelled, "This was not the way things were meant to be!" Then I burst into tears.

I was going to avenge Bobby's death. And nothing was going to stop me.

Even if it meant that I was to take the role of a Traveler.