Due to the demands of Spacekid94((Your review made me LOL gives you a hug and a cookie)), I am posting this next chapter. It's rather short and holds a puzzling question.

Chapter Four: My Destiny

After our short trip to McDonald's, which was interrupted by Erasers, luckily, we got out fast enough, we found a good-sized cave near-by to spend the night. Iggy was trying to get a fire started with Gazzy's help, Angel was reading my book (which is about her life, I don't have a clue why she's reading it.), Max and Fang were gone (They said they went to go get firewood, but I don't believe them.), and Nudge was sitting against a wall doing nothing, and I was watching everyone, also doing nothing.

"I still can't believe how they got all this information, all these details," Angel said, flipping the page.

"Maybe James Patterson is really Jeb," Nudge suggested.

"Possibly," Angel agreed. "Hey, Kate? Can we see your wings? Please?" she asked, putting the book down.

I rolled my eyes. "Angel, you probably know as much as I do, that I have very little control of what I can do with my new wings. The bones probably still haven't set yet," I stated, worry showing in my voice.

"So? It's not like they are going to fall off or something. Who knows, maybe you will be able to fly tomorrow and then Iggy won't have to carry you," she said, giggling.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"It's nothing." I glared at her. "Ok, I'll tell you. Iggy likes you," she whispered in my ear. That was a surprise. No boys that I knew of had liked me at my old school. I looked at her with a questioning look. "It's true," Angel said nodding. She then returned to her corner of the cave, next to Nudge, and quickly fell asleep. I saw all the older kids, Max, Fang, and Iggy, sitting at the entrance to the cave and I walked over to join them. Iggy must have heard me coming because he smiled at me, staring at me with his sightless eyes. I sat down next to Max and saw that they were all looking at something on Fang's laptop.

"What are you looking at?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"This is what Jeb told us. That thing you called a prophecy," Max explained. "Fang saved a copy onto his laptop and we still are trying to figure it out. We got the first part but the second part is confusing." She handed the laptop to me; the prophecy was typed up on Microsoft Word, with little notes typed between the lines:

The missing black wings need to be found,

They hold to key to saving the world,

They shall allow the blind to see,

Opposites will attract,

And the world will be saved.

"The first two lines and the last one were pretty easy to decode. We found you, Kate, and you are the key to saving the world, which is both my destiny and yours," Max said. "It's the third and fourth lines are confusing. We think that 'They shall allow the blind to see,' means that you will get the power to see into the future and save someone from a fate they do not deserve. As for 'Opposites will attract,' we don't have a clue of what that means. Any ideas?"

"Some people have opposite personalities," I thought out loud. "I was thinking Fang and Nudge." Max gave me a death glare and Fang looked as if he was going to throw up. "Well, Fang rarely talks and Nudge never shuts up. That's just an example," I said defending myself.

"Ok, I've had enough of this," Iggy said, shutting the laptop. "When the time comes, we shall know what it means, no earlier. Kate, when do think you'll be able to fly?" he asked changing the subject.

"I don't have a clue. Maybe you guys would be able to help me," I said. I looked over my shoulder; my wings were under my shirt, shoved against my back.

Fang saw what I was looking at and before I knew it, he had cut two long slits in my shirt to allow my wings to come through. They were just as I saw them in the sky, black with red tips as bright as blood. Max walked up behind me and looked at my wings, running her hands up and down them, looking for bones that were still broken. "They look fine to me. Try to unfold them," she instructed. I did as she said and my muscles stretched, still somewhat stiff. "I think they're fine," I said after I had unfolded my wings. I had at least a thirteen foot wingspan. "The muscles are a bit stiff, though."

"That will go away. You ready to fly?" Max asked. Before she could do anything, Fang pushed me off the edge.

I know the prophecy is a bit cheesy. Just try to think outside the box, ok? I want at least 5 more reviews before I post the next chapter. Thanks!