Since you guys like this story so much, and because I'm enjoying writing it so much, I thought I'd treat you and update again sooner than I did last time. ^-^ Here's chapter two!

Chapter Two

When Two Worlds Collide

A teenage girl sat in a dark and musty alleyway with a child. "Are you ok?" she asked gently. The child didn't reply, but looked at the young girl with weary eyes. The young girl looked into the child's eyes.

She knew that the child was doomed to a horrible fate.

Death.

The child had sustained blood poisoning for a small and seemingly harmless cut on his forearm. The young girl looked at the child's arm and slowly removed the rag that covered the infected cut. The cut had become very red and moist; not a good sight.

The girl winced and looked away, recovering the wound with the cloth. "Don't worry about a thing ok? I'll stay with you until," she paused then started again, "I'll stay with you, so just don't worry," she finished.

The child barely managed to nod, but did. It was slight and a forced nod, it hurt. The girl looked at the child, 'Poor thing, suffering in pain like this. If only...if only...I could do something…If only I could change things,' the young girl thought desperately.

The girl stood up, "I'm going to get you some food, so I'll be back soon. Ok?"

The child barely nodded again, and the young girl began to leave. "There's only one problem though, I don't have money to buy anything. I guess I'll just have to try to take something." The girl sighed and then shook her head, all emotion clearing from her face.

The girl walked down the crowded streets of the market that was just outside the main city; Los Angeles. As people swarmed like flies around the various vendors the girl looked around anxiously.

Almost as if she knew something was going to happen.

She walked on and after a while she came across the food market. She walked in and the change in temperature, moisture, and air was immediate. It was hot and stuffy, almost unbearable. She came across a fruit vendor and saw bright shining apples. She licked her lips as she imagined tasting the apples.

Juicy and sweet; as her taste buds urged her to just eat it, her thoughts came to the child. She straightened herself up and erased all selfish thoughts from her mind. She slowly approached the cart and looked at the vendor. He was stout and short. The humidity was obviously getting to him as large sweat stains appeared on his shirt. The vendor had a look that said he was tired and constipated.

Wait.

Constipated?

The girl looked away in disgust.

She waited for the vendor to preoccupy himself with something else. She got lucky a few minutes later and while the vendor tended to an aged woman, obviously a tourist and the girl made her move. She opened up her old and tattered bag and hurriedly placed apples in. Once she had placed well over 20 apples in she closed the bag and began to slowly leave the market.

It was a surprise that the heat didn't cause the girl or anyone in the market to pass out. The vendor; that was finished with the old woman looked at where the girl had once been. Noticing that most of his apples were gone, he looked up and saw the girl walking away with a now, bulging full bag.

"Oy! Get back here!" He yelled across the market.

Kendall was still thinking about the dream as he went into the kitchen to get something to eat for a snack. He sighed and rubbed his forehead as he heard James, Logan, and Carlos in the living room, fighting over what to watch on TV. His mother, who was standing at the stove, turned when she heard Kendall and gave a smile.

"Hey honey," she greeted and gave him a kiss on the forehead, causing the boy to blush a little bit. "How'd you sleep?"

"Not great." Kendall admitted in reply. "I had a really weird dream."

"It couldn't be any weirder than the ones you already have." Katie commented from where she was doing her homework at the kitchen table. Kendall turned at the sound of her voice and plopped down in a chair himself.

"I do not have weird dreams." He denied.

"Yes you do, honey." Mrs. Knight commented from the stove, without turning around.

"Remember the one where you dreamt that you were shrunken down and there were giant potatoes trying to eat you?" Katie replied with a smug smile.

"I was ten!" Kendall replied, shaking his head.

"And your dreams have only gotten weirder since then," Katie replied and closed her history book. "I'm going to the pool, mom." She stated before leaving the apartment.

"So, what was your dream about?" Mrs. Knight asked as she turned from the stove and set down a pan of roasted potatoes. She picked up a slab of bacon and tossed it back into the pan the sound of something sizzling immediately filling the air. Kendall ignored the question and looked at the food that was scattered on the table.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, mom, but isn't this breakfast food?" Kendall asked as he raised an eyebrow and turned his hazel eyes to his mother.

"Yes it is, why do you ask?" Mrs. Knight asked in reply.

"It's night time."

"So?"

"So, shouldn't we be eating dinner foods for dinner?"

"Do you really want to be testing me when I'm the one that cooks cleans, and cares for you?" Mrs. Knight asked sternly as she turned from the stove to glare at her son.

"I love you?" Kendall replied as he raised his eyebrows.

"That's what I thought you said." Mrs. Knight replied with a beaming smile.

Kendall couldn't help but smile as he got up from the table to go see what his friends were doing. As he walked over to the couch to look for a spot to sit, he stumbled over something. Kendall looked down at the floor and saw Carlos face planted on the ground trying to push James, who was currently trying to grab the remote, off of his back. Logan was sitting on the couch, shouting at the two of them. Kendall walked by and plucked the remote out of Carlos's hand and sat down in the empty chair, turning the TV onto the show 24.

"Hey!" James and Carlos protested in unison.

"You snooze you lose." Kendall replied with a grin and then eyed his friends warily as they slowly tuned towards him, glaring. "You come anywhere near me and I'll bite off your feet."

"Wow, that's a risky threat." James said as he sat back against his heels. "Especially since my feet are so nice and dainty. Whoah!" Carlos bucked him off of his back and he sat up, looking over at Kendall, helmet askew.

"I don't know if I want to risk that." Carlos mulled out loud. "Then again, Kendall doesn't usually go along with any threat that he makes."

"That's what you think." Kendall replied with a little laugh. He got up as the doorbell to their apartment rang. "I'll get it." Opening the door, he looked around and didn't see anyone.

Then he looked down and saw a small boy sitting on the porch.

"Please, help me." The boy whispered…

A/N: And there's the next chapter! What did you guys think? Did it keep you interested? Oh and just so you know, later/soon in the story my characters, the Jacksons are going to appear, but there's not going to be any romance at all. This is strictly a friendship/adventure story. Special thanks to Lozo153, Miss Fenway, neko-naito, jakie Q, , MysticMelody101, aefron,andConnectTheStars for reviewing my first two chapters. Thanks for reading guys!

-Riley