Hey, guys! This is the first chapter, and it's a bit lengthy. Sorry about that.

Disclaimer: I forgot to put this, so, for several hours, this chapter went without a disclaimer. All characters except for Iggy's voice belong to James Patterson. Anyway, enjoy!

I sighed in relief as we walked in the door of our little home. School was not a fun experience for me. The only fun class was chemistry, but I wasn't allowed near the chemicals because I was blind. Why was it such a hazard to have a blind guy mixing chemicals? Sure, there was that one time I almost blew up the school, but still.

"Iggy!" I heard Gazzy call. "What's for dinner?"

I inwardly groaned. I was so exhausted after school and the last thing I wanted to do was cook. "Can't you get Max to cook?"

I listened as Gazzy walked up to me. "Are you crazy? Max can't cook. Now, I was thinking tacos…" Gazzy then went on about his favorite taco recipe, which just so happens to be the one that gives him the most gas. I already had the recipe memorized, so I just tuned him out.

I walked through the house and to the living room, running my hands across things as I went, just to make sure I wouldn't run into anything. I wasn't quite used to the layout of the house yet. Kicking off my shoes, I plopped onto the couch.

Then I heard the door open as the rest of the Flock entered the house. Nudge was gossiping about some girl in her grade and Max was ranting to Dylan, who was oddly silent, about the trouble of closed spaces with so many people.

"Hey, Max, try being in a crowd when you're blind," I told her.

She yelled back, "You can navigate just as well as someone who can see, so don't complain." I rolled my eyes and decided not to reply. I didn't want to get her all worked up.

"Guys, Iggy's making tacos!" I could tell that Gazzy was jumping around by the loud thump, thump, thump of his feet hitting the floor. His announcement was met by a groan from me and a collective cheer from the rest of the Flock.

I protested, "What if I don't want to-"

"It's unanimous, Ig. You're making tacos." I heard Max stomp her foot as if it was the final word in everything.

So, many tacos and one food fight later, I was able to go to sleep. I eagerly collapsed into my bed, letting myself relax. It may seem like all I ever did was cook and explode stuff, but being Iggy was harder than it looks. So, basically, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

After what seemed like a few minutes, I opened my eyes and smiled. When I was dreaming, I could see. I was currently in a small clearing ringed by trees. The grass was green and the leaves on the trees formed a thick canopy above me. Light shone through, creating dappled patterns on the ground. It was beautiful.

Just as I was about to start exploring the forest, I heard a voice. "Hello, Iggy."

I jumped and whipped around when I heard this voice, but there was nothing behind me. I spun multiple times, but I couldn't see anyone else. "Who's there? Where are you?"

"You can't see me and you will come to know who I am in time," the voice spoke. "I have a proposition for you."

Suspicion bubbled in my mind as I stopped spinning. I crossed my arms and arched an eyebrow. "What kind of proposition?"

"One that could- no, will change your life." The voice had a hint of smugness in its voice as it added, "Provided that you agree, of course."

I asked, "What is this proposition?"

The voice seemed to chuckle as it questioned, "Have you ever wanted something?" I was about to answer, but the voice continued. "Have you ever wanted something so deeply that you think about it almost constantly, that it becomes part of you? Have you ever wanted something so much that it consumes you?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and stayed silent. Seeing that I wouldn't answer, the voice continued, "Yes, of course you have. You've wanted many things, but the thing you want most is your sight."

I froze and my blood ran cold. The voice was right. There were times where all I could think about was the prospect of getting my sight back. The ability to see the sunset, to get the sight-based jokes the Flock made, to be able to go somewhere without worrying that you'll accidentally fall down a set of stairs.

"Every day, you wait for night to fall so you can go to sleep. You love your dreams more than you do your actual life because you can see," the voice said.

"Well, my life isn't exactly paradise. You try living with Max."

"Iggy, how would you like to receive everything you've ever desired? Everything you've ever wanted, everything you've ever craved with a burning passion. I can give you any and everything," the voice bellowed.

"What's the catch?" An offer this good couldn't come without a catch.

"Nothing, really," the voice told me casually. "You'll just have to do a few small favors for me. Besides, the world is going to end soon anyway. Why not have everything before everything falls down?"

"Are you one of the 99 Percenters or something?" I snapped.

"No, I have no connection to the Percenters. In my opinion, they're a useless rally of idiots preaching something that no one is listening to. At least they realize that they only have a short time left on Earth before they die." Resentment laced the voice's words.

"What exactly will I get if I say yes to your proposition?"

The voice laughed. "I'm glad you asked, Iggy. I will now show you exactly what you will obtain. If you say yes, you will receive the ten things that you most desire and more."

Out of nowhere, a mass of light appeared a few yards away from me and I stepped back. The light swirled and formed to make an exact copy of myself. Except one thing was missing. My wings. "A chance to be normal," the voice announced.

Then the light expanded and reformed to make a large building that I instantly recognized. The School. Then the School made of light exploded and left only rocks behind. "You wish for the School to be destroyed."

Suddenly, the light rushed towards me. Before I could move out of the way, it barreled into me and I stumbled back. It felt like someone slammed a hammer into my chest, but I didn't fall. Then I noticed something was different. I was taller. I looked at my arms. They were very muscular. I lifted my shirt and almost gasped. I had a six-pack. Wow, I never thought I'd say that. "You long to be stronger." As soon as the voice said this, my abs were gone. Dang.

I then felt a sharp pain in my head. For a moment, I felt extremely weak, but, just as quickly as the pain came, it went. Everything suddenly seemed so simple. I felt so smart. I knew the names of every plant in this forest, and I felt like I could solve any problem with logic. "You want to be more intelligent." And then my smartness was gone.

I gasped as the light left my body. It felt as if I was vomiting, and everything was being taken out of me. When I looked up, the light had transformed into a mirror. I could see myself clearly in the mirror. My orange hair, my blue eyes, my white-tan wings, my pale skin. The good old White Knight. "You want the Flock to see you for who you really are." That one made me wince a bit. Though, it was true. I was a lot deeper than the Flock thought. I wasn't just that one sarcastic blind guy. I'm like an onion: I have a hard-to-penetrate outer layer, but once you get through it, you see there's much more than meets the eye.

Then the mirror turned to light and split into three figures: Max, Fang, and Dylan. Max had a love-struck expression on her face while Fang and Dylan glared at each other. "You wish for Max to choose between them." Boy, was that true. I understood that she was in "an emotional crisis", but ever since her boy trouble started, Max got soft. She needed to choose and get her stuff together.

Max, Fang, and Dylan then turned white as the light changed form. There were now two familiar faces standing in front of me. "You deeply desire for the Flock to reunite." Yeah, that was true. I missed hanging put with Fang and Angel's death hit me hard.

The light swirled, then I saw six figures standing in front of me. Max, Fang, Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, and myself. "You want a real family." I've never had a real definition of family, considering I'm not related to any of the Flock, and my parents just wanted to make a profit off my wings.

The Flock suddenly grouped into one light mass, which changed into a silhouette of a girl. "You desire companionship." I felt a blush creep up my cheeks as the voice said this.

"And, last, but certainly not least, you desire sight," the voice said. The light once again rushed at me and rammed me. But, after it did, it was as if I was looking at the world through a HD television. Everything was crisp and clear. The voice paused, then asked, "So, what is your decision?"

I almost yelled yes immediately, but I refrained from doing so. There had to be a catch. But, if it was only one small favor… Besides, the world was going to end anyway. For over a year, people have been telling us that the world is going to end. Sure, we're supposed to save it, but what are the chances of stopping an imminent apocalypse? Besides, the world-saving is technically Max's job. So, I answered, "Yes."

I could almost see the voice smile as it told me, "Wonderful! Now, for the favor." The light then exited me and formed into a figure. This time it was a bag full of small blue spheres.

"Iggy, occasionally, you will notice these." Suddenly, a figure burned itself into the grass. It was a blue ring with an arrow going through it. "When you notice one, place one of the blue spheres in the ring."

"How will I notice these rings? I can't see!"

"Step inside the ring," the voice ordered. "And you'll understand how." I did as the voice said and gingerly walked up to the ring and stepped inside. As soon as I did, a blast of energy rushed through me. It felt like I drank five Monsters. I felt like I could do anything. Then the ring disappeared and I once again felt normal.

"So," the voice instructed, "whenever you feel that energy, place one of these blue devices in the ring. When you wake up, these devices will be on your bedside table. Keep the, with you at all times. Am I understood?" I nodded. "Good. Now, Iggy, I bid you good night."

Then it felt like my brain exploded. It hurt with an infinite pain. It felt like everything that I had ever thought was running through my head at once. It was like my brain was being overloaded.

Suddenly, a voice hissed something in my head, but I couldn't make out what. The voice's unintelligible hisses grew louder and louder, until I finally screamed.

Then I awoke and was once again engulfed in darkness.

So that's the first chapter! What do you think? Please review, favorite, ect! The next chapter is coming soon!

~Haymitch-the-Hobo