Still... I couldn't deny, the nature here was intense. Tall grass, taller then I was, covered a large hillside with a massive Pine Tree Adding fifty plus feet to the already steep hill. It didn't seemed cared for though, I couldn't help but notice a lot of dead needles and pieces of bark around it. One of my Foster Dads, Sunny, was really into gardening so I learned a lot before he kicked me out for not believing in God. Stupid, I know. " Bad vibes..." Waves of misery wafted from the Tree, making me sick to my stomach. I had trouble focusing as my stomach raged, bringing my head into it's argument. When I reached the Tree I stumble, vomiting up my Strawberry Milk and Streetvender taco, which did not taste as good coming up. " Ugh, I can feel it making my tongue waxy with Grease..."

Wiping my mouth, pretty used to puking my guts out whenever I sensed really bad vibes, I struggled to my feet... only to gap at the wonderful sight in front of me. A Massive House, far bigger then any I had ever seen outside of apartment complexes, with a weather vane ontop. It was like a Barn house but even bigger... I could feel lots of good vibes from that place, it was a happy home but one filled to the brim with stress and sadness and something I really couldn't identify...

To my Right, I saw a Small Lake that led into a River, Winding it's way to the Sea, with several buildings all around it. Distant Cabins that really couldn't see but could feel a lot of mixed emotions from, actually it made me dizzy so I turned away, instead looking at a massive climbing wall... that apparent was either Neon or on fire? Yeah, I wasn't really sure... but I had a feeling it was the later. " Holy fuzzballs... this is amazing... still not worth losing my money." A Familiar Vibe washed over me, shaking me from my Money induced whinefest. " Mr. Brunner?" Calm, Pride, Ease and unshakable depression mixed with a hidden Coffee Buzz... My Latin Teacher was impossible to ignore. His vibe drowned out all others, making his the only class I could really focus in without taking a handful of Xanax ( They diagnosed me as Depressed, I wasn't... just crazy and able to feel vibes.)

Happy with myself, I marched straight to my annoying teacher, eager to give him a proper chewing out. I mean really, it had to be his idea to send me to this Camp, his being here was way to convenient for anything else.

I found him in his wheel chair by the Farm house, playing a card game with... Floating cards? No, that wasn't right... I could feel vibes washing over from them... They were happy and nervous... " Mr. Brunner?"

It was actually kind of funny, watching my Teacher whip around in fear, spilling cards all over the Floor, jaw on the floor... or it would have been, had that happened. Instead I found myself facing the sharp tip of an arrow as My Teacher Glared at me. The Glare vanished, as did the bow and arrow, only to be replaced by the gaping I expected. " KaraMegan, what are you doing here?"

" Ugh, Please don't call me that, Why they let someone name me after two comic book characters is beyond me... oh, the room is spinning... you might want to catch me." And with that I passed out, not having a damn clue as to what the hell happened...Why I passed out was beyond me, it really was, I was feeling fine beforehand... Mr. Brunner's Vibe helped keep the other meaner vibes from overwhelming me. I did however wake up in a dream. I knew it was a dream cause I couldn't really move, and everything was real fuzzy.

I saw a Women, well, three women... two of them were sobbing, holding another close to them. I couldn't see their faces, only their bodies... but it was the tears that really caught my eyes. They Glowed softly, making everything else fade away... even when they set the Other women on fire. It guess they were cremating her, but I couldn't tell... all I could see was the Tears, glowing in the fire... in the ash... swirling over and over until I heard one very familiar sound, a sound that shattered my dream and sent me into Deep sleep...

It was the annoying, piercing screech of a babies cry...Their first gasping rattle of breath as they entered the angry, hurtful world...


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Who is her Divine Parent? Any guesses are welcome... The Title is misleading on purpose.

Love,

your Ninja Overlord,

Mika