Authors Note: Well, here it is! My fifth chapter! It'll get a little more exciting now. I'll have to type a whole bunch so that I can have some stuff to post for ya'll to read while I'm gone. I'm going to Michigan with my family and I'll be gone for two weeks. The cabin has no computer or TV and my family owns no laptops so I'll be gone for a while.

Anyway, here is my chapter. I hope ya'll are getting into it because it's been fun writing it and I'm excited about how it's going to turn out.


Halt, Gilan, Will and Kleay stared at the small cat-man in front of them. Halt and the other rangers exchanged looks.

"So, what are we going to do about it?" asked Will finally, breaking the silence. Jackar inclined his head slightly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly in amusement.

"I had thought that you would ask that question, seeing as you are younger and therefore still extremely curious." Then the humor was gone from his face, replaced by a solemn and thoughtful look. "To tell the truth, young-one, I really cannot tell exactly what we are supposed to do to save our worlds. Only that there is a great magic that must be restored to its proper place." He looked off into the distance, a vague look in his eyes. "The invisible ones will help the Vetaer restore the magic. The earth will save the magic, and the magic will save the earth." Jackar blinked and turned his gaze once more to the rangers and Kleay. "That is the prophecy."

Kleay gave a sigh of reverence. "Jackar," she gasped, eyes shining with a green flame. "I know now why you were chosen as the prophet-mage. You will help us save the Vetaer and the people of this land." She gave the rangers a look.

"We're Araluens." Gilan said in answer to her look.

Kleay nodded. "The Araluens." she finished. Then she reached forwards and took Jackar's hand. "Come with us. We're going to talk with the Araluens." she said. Then she pulled the prophet-mage behind her to stand next to the rangers. "Come on." she added impatiently when the three men didn't move.

Halt blinked, slightly startled at this turn of events. Then he recovered himself and nodded to Kleay. "Of course. Follow me." He led the way as the group set off to the gathering grounds.

They came out into the meadow were the rangers held gathering. Kleay gasped and shrank back a little. Will looked at her. The cat-girl's eyes were wide with fear and her ears were lying flat on her head.

"There's so many tents!" she whispered. "Are there lots of invisible ones here?"

Will cast her a pitying look. "Yes. And we're called rangers."

Kleay looked up at him and her fear faded a little. "Oh." She straitened up and forced her ears to prick again. But the way she moved, warily and slightly fearfully, told Will that she was still scared.

"It's not that bad." he comforted her. "They won't hurt you or anything like that. All the rangers are friendly." Kleay sighed.

"Thanks." she said. Then they all moved forwards again. They passed clusters of rangers and Kleay shivered as their shocked and curious gazes swept over her. But they didn't say anything as Halt led them strait to were a tall sandy-haired ranger was talking to a group of older rangers. The ranger looked up and gave a start of surprise.

"What do you have here Halt?" he asked.

Halt stiffened slightly. "Crowley, this is Kleay and Jackar." He let the cat-people step forwards. "I'd better let Jackar explain."

The cat-man nodded to Halt. "Thank you." He turned to Crowley. "I am Jackar, as he said already. I do not come from this world." He paused. "I am here because your world has collided with mine. The collision happened quite recently. It forced the inhabitants together and now the worlds, since they and their inhabitants can not remain together, are being slowly destroyed with fire. The flames will destroy both worlds unless..." Jackar suddenly broke off and stared with wide eyes at the sky.

Kleay followed his gaze and gave a scream of horror. "The Katka!"


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