A/N: Okay, thanks again for all the reviews! But let me make one thing clear for this chapter...it was not written by me. As stated before (I hope) this story was written for my ELA class with three of my friends. This chapter was by one of them.

Chapter 3

Why? She didn't do anything. I pondered on the simple question for a few minutes and the more I did, the more I realized that I couldn't do a single thing about it. All of a sudden, another newsflash came on the screen.

"Adding onto the murder of S.E. Hinton, there was detectable D.N.A. found at the scene of the crime. However, forensics teams are stumped due to the fact that the D.N.A has absolutely no match for any of their files."

I stared at the screen in awe. How is that possible? I was trapped in my own mind with millions of questions when all of a sudden a Meow Mix commercial came on. That really snapped me out of it. I turned off the annoying commercial and thought to myself, She doesn't live that far away from here. I figured I might as well go check it out for myself.

After getting ready to leave, I took off towards her home, which was about twelve blocks away from where I lived. While I was running over there, a teenager ran around the corner of a house. I swiftly stepped to the side as to get out of his way. He brushed up against my shoulder and turned his head towards me. He had golden eyes and they were like knives piercing into my skin.

I had a flashback of my dream at the exact moment he turned. I saw the lion running and it turned its head at me while its golden eyes stared at me, too. The lion roared at me with the anger, the ferocity, and the intensity of a whole pride.

While watching him pass by, I tripped over a trashcan. CRASH!

"Holy crap!" I yelled out. I lay there for a while before picking myself up. I hope I didn't break anything. I brushed myself off and continued towards my godmother's home. I looked at my arm and saw a steady trickling of blood.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah," I replied, anger rising in my voice. "Why were you running?"

The kid's voice and face changed once I asked him that. "None of your frickin' business."

Taken aback I replied, "I just wanted to know…"

Completely at random, he asked, "Hey, I could use some help."

I was suddenly wondering what the heck this guy might need help with. "With what?"

At once, he began telling me this long story of this search he is on. "It all started when this man came to my town," he said, "He told me he wanted help with something. I said I was busy and the next day, he came again. This time, he was scared. He had with him 3 items. I assumed they were valuable so I swiped one of them. I ran away and here I am. I got some information from the guy though. He said you could control time and stuff like that with the items. I am now on this journey to find this man because he has the other items that I need. Will you help me?

With great hesitance I said, "Sure, why not?"

"By the way," he said, " the names… uh… Steve."

"Mine's Jake."

We then shook hands.

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