A.N.

Some readers were confused about some of the characters introduced in the last chap. I remind you not to allow that to interrupt the story's flow. The family introduced is entirely OC. Part of the story is to discover them!

I will piece everything together in the Bio profile(Either in my bio page, or throughout the story) as the story flow continues. Think of it as a log!

Like watching a movie, the story expands as the characters become familiar.

Enjoy!

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Chapter2- Dullsville

A smudgy and wavy thing, it's kinetic form allowed Keya to make out a body. Someone's body. Adult?

Even the body wasn't exactly stable!

Hold on, it shrunk now. A toddler's body. Oh no! It's those ponytails again!

"Leave me alone!" Keya's voice cried, "Stop it!"

Why is it echoing? Who is that girl? Could it be a future sister?

Suddenly eyes flashed before her…it's the girl's eyes…Keya tried to look away…tried to avoid the powerful and determined emerald marbles that glared at her. The eyes told her something. The message was loud, but silent. An overwhelming feeling came over Keya now that she gave into them. She no longer sees a power in those eyes…but sadness and. Distress.

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Keya almost went flying out of her bed. Her breathing was heavy. Sweat trickled down her forehead, but her body was cold. Keya grabbed her blanket and wrapped herself tightly as she tried to make sense of what she saw. She's never experienced a nightmare before. Not like that anyway. But, was it a nightmare?

Keya slowly rested her head back on her pillow. Perhaps she could think about this tomorrow.

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The sun wasn't as bright as Keya had hoped this morning. She eyed the thick clouds in Middleton's sky and gulped. Keya wasn't too sure about going out anymore, but she had already rushed her breakfast and she probably wouldn't get another chance to come out at this time.

Taking in a deep breath and trying to ignore the cruel irony of the situation Keya began her journey towards downtown. She hadn't gotten much or any sleep at all for that matter. Not since the vision she'd had. She couldn't explain why she keeps calling it a vision. She'd been doing it all morning!

Her mind was so full of questions and so little answers. And for as long as she remembers she had always gotten answers for any questions that lingered in her mind.

Whether it had been through her teachers, parents or even if she had to research in the library!

This new haunting though, was a real phenomenon. Nonetheless, she will make sure these questions are no different than the ones that rose in her head before!

Keya wasn't very good at computers. If she had been she could've used the Internet and done all kinds of research she wasn't able to do. Perhaps sometime soon she'd figure out the world of computers and maybe she'd find the answers she needs, and also maybe then her researching skills would improve as fast as all the books she'd read had described.

Her eyes caught movement on the footpath.

Hey! People! She can see people! And they're getting closer.

Keya perked up and straightened her clothes. She wouldn't like to spoil her first run in with pedestrians of Middleton. Keya put on a smile and prepared herself to walk by the pair. She could make them out, a man and a woman. They turned around and faced her.

Keya noted their dull clothes, their dull hair, their dull…faces!

Suddenly her smile twisted into a frown. She looked away a little disturbed, and noted similar people across the street, all of them looked miserable and boring.

'Okay!' Keya thought, 'just walk and don't look at them!'

Keya walked past various damaged benches, broken windows and graffiti all over the walls.

'Perhaps when I get downtown things will look better!'

But that wasn't true. Things were worse!

The few people that were here are so…dull. Even the police officer beside her looked so miserable. He was skinny, his face pale, his eyes staring off into space and his uniform worn and torn.

Everywhere Keya walked in Middleton it was the same. Dull, colorless, broken up and sad. This city is nothing but a miserable old town!

'What happened here?' It didn't take Keya long to make her mind up, 'Right, I've had enough…I'm going home!'

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Halfway there, Keya noticed someone standing out. Well, not only because he was gardening at his old age, and because his clothes were more colorful than other people, but also because he was watching her come up the road, watching her awkwardly. The man was black. His hair had fallen except for a little bit of white that can only be seen from the back.

Keya decided to ignore the strange old man and pace a little faster past him.

"Hello," the old man greeted. Keya ignored him and tried to keep walking.

"I said, hello, little girl!" he repeated. This time Keya gave in and turned to face him.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, you're new here!" he bared the smile of an innocent child, he toddled over to where she stood at the footpath, "Do you mind telling me your name?"

"ugh…I'm sorry I haven't spoken to anyone since I got here," Keya explained and blushed a little at her rudeness, she noticed his smile grow wider, "I'm Keya, Keya Possible!"

Suddenly the smile faded…faded to what seemed like a horrid realization, or some kind of fear.

Keya looked around her, looking for some kind of explanation to the old man's reaction, she then turned back to him and innocently asked, "Is there…something wrong?"

His mouth closed shut and he seemed to have caught his breath, "oh…yeah…sorry did you say…Possible?"

"Yeah…so? Is there something wrong with that?"

"No…It's just that…there hasn't been a Possible in our town since…since the, well you know!"

"No! No I don't! I don't know anything about this dumb town!"

Her outburst caught the old man by surprise.

"And you know what's worse! My parents have been behaving strangely too!" she started to breath heavily and her emotions have obviously been held in lately, "Why, just now I've been coming out for a walk top cheer myself up and everyone looks like they've been under a rock for the past century…no smiles, no 'Hi! Welcome to town!' or 'Where are you from?" Keya passionately gestured her arms in the air.

"Just a plain pale expression on their faces…and everything is gray! Wherever you go, gray colors, Dull!"

The old man eyed her closely. He didn't even flinch as Keya tried to catch her breath.

"I…I want answers…explanations, and I wish these annoying illusions would stop!"

"Illusions?" he asked.

"Yes…I keep seeing a stupid girl with ponytails in that old house…and in my dreams too. It's nothing!"

"Did you say that old house? The one at the top of the hill?"

"Yeah…Why do you ask?"

"What do you know about it?"

"Nothing! Haven't you been listening to anything I've said?"

The old man sank deeply in thought. Concerned. Somewhat…tired.

Keya noticed his eyes were…powerful, similar to the ones the girl had in her dream. Except his were brown.

"You didn't tell me…" Keya started, catching the man's attention, "What's your name?"

"Wade," the old man quickly replied, "Wade Load."

"You don't happen to know where I can get some hot chocolate? Do you, Wade?"

"Come inside, I'll make you some." Wade showed Keya in to his front door, "Let me tell you a little history…"

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A.N.

Wade and Keya enjoy hot chocolate in the next chapter…with more to be revealed!

Review please!