K, I just got a great idea for this fic, so be prepared for a pretty long chapter. Just so you're warned. And I'm sorry that I didn't update sooner, I've just had a lot on my mind.

Chapter 6

Isabel

As I start walking home with Matt, Ron, and Ginny, I feel a slight breeze. That breeze slowly picks up and turns into a windstorm. I see in the distance a figure floating, and it's obviously a girl. Her hair turns extremely light blonde (as in, almost white), and I can see even from here that her eyes are that light too.

Without a word, I grab my brother's hand and break into a run towards the figure. I hear Ron and Ginny running after us. Finally, we get into the square, and I see Kyle lying on the ground, unconscious. Looking up into the sky, I see the figure, most likely Clara, holding her arms out. So this must be what her second skill is, I think to myself, but I guess it wasn't exactly to myself, since Matt looks at me, his eyes pleading with me to keep my thoughts screened.

Clara looks down and sees the four of us standing here, with Kyle on the ground. Her eyes widen and return to their normal colour, her hair doing the same. Unfortunately, she obviously hasn't had much practise with this skill, so she drops right out of the sky, plummeting down to the ground.

"Matt, do something!" I exclaim, and he turns himself into a black Pegasus, flying into the sky to catch Clara as she falls. When he touches down, she climbs off and he returns to his normal state. She looks from me to Kyle and back again, and begins crying.

"I'm sorry!" she exclaims. "I didn't want you guys to know what I can do! I don't like that skill, and I don't know how to control it once it's out! I don't even know how to get it out on my own! All I know is how to keep it in, but I failed to do that this time. And now look what I've done!" She runs over to where Kyle is lying, and bends over him, still crying.

Ginny goes to comfort her, while I make sure that nothing needs healing on either Kyle or Clara. Once that's made sure of, Matt comes over and places a hand on Clara's shoulder. She turns to look at him. "Clara, you need to come with us."

"But what about Kyle?" she asks fearfully. "And what are you going to do with me?"

"Nothing serious," I assure her, since Matt told me exactly what's going to happen.

She nods and follows Matt while Ron takes out his wand and conjures a stretcher for me to put Kyle on. Ginny helps her brother push the stretcher, and I go up to mine and walk with him.

After what seems like forever, we get to Arkarian's chambers for the second time tonight. Everybody else meets us there.

"We've got a bit of a…situation," I say once we're all seated (except for Kyle, who's still unconscious).

"What kind of situation?" Arkarian asks me.

"It seems that Clara had a second skill all along, one that she knew about, but didn't want to tell us." I glance at her and then at Kyle. "It's a strong power, and to make it worse, she can't control it."

"Hmm…yeah, I'd say that's a situation. But not one that we can't handle." He looks from me to Matt to Neriah to Ethan to Rochelle to Dillon, apparently thinking about something. Finally, his gaze settles on Rochelle. "Rochelle, would you be willing to be Clara's Trainer?" he asks her.

The question takes her by surprise. "Um, sure, I guess," she replies. "But why me? Why not Ethan, who's had experience as two different people's Trainer?"

"Because I think that she'd be more trusting of you than any of us, particularly because you're a girl."

I scoff. "And what am I, road kill?"

Arkarian looks at me almost nervously. "No, that's not what I meant. I mean that Rochelle being a girl is only one of the things that will probably make Clara more willing to trust her. I also feel safer putting Clara with another Truthseer so that if something should happen, and somebody comes for them, they can communicate through thoughts instead of risking that person hearing them."

"That was a mouthful." We all turn to see Kyle sitting up.

Clara squeals in excitement and runs over to hug him. "Kyle! You're alright! Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that to you! How can you ever forgive me?"

Kyle pushes her away slightly. "Whoa, slow down! You're starting to sound like Hermione!"

Hermione glares slightly. "You say it like it's a bad thing." But then she can't help herself and bursts into laughter.

"Hang on," I say slowly. "Where are Jacob and Vanessa?"

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Vanessa

I wake up to gentle shaking. I look, and Jacob is standing overtop me. "It morning already?"

Jacob shakes his head. "No, but I'm pretty sure that something's going on. I just tried to call everybody, and nobody answered."

I look at my watch. "Maybe that's because it's 2:00 in the morning."

"No. They'd answer the phone even if they were asleep."

I look at him curiously. "What's a phone?" I ask.

He looks back at me as if I'm nuts. "How can you not know what a phone is?" he asks incredulously.

I shrug. "I'm a witch. What do you expect?"

He explains the whole "phone" idea to me, and I think I understand a bit better…maybe.

"Okay, so if they're not asleep, then what?" I ask him, hoping that the answer will be an okay one.

He takes a deep breath. "They're probably…in Arkarian's chambers. Yeah, that's gotta be it! It's times like these I wish I were a Truthseer instead of…" For some reason, Jacob doesn't finish his sentence. I decide not to pry.

"So what are we waiting for, then?"

The two of us make the long walk up the mountain to Arkarian's chambers, with Jacob leading the way. When we walk in the room, it's to a bunch of catcalls and wolf whistles.

"What kept you guys?" Ethan asks, a grin on his face. Rochelle elbows him in the ribs. "What was that for?" he asks while rubbing his side.

"For thinking sick thoughts!" she replies, and Isabel mutters something that sounds like, "At least she can keep him in check."

Arkarian, sitting beside Isabel, laughs. But Matt has to ruin the good mood by saying, "So where were you guys, anyway?"

"We didn't know that we had to be here," I reply truthfully.

"We sent out a message to all the Truthseers, and there's at least one in each household where people are staying," Matt continues.

This offends Jacob. "Um, excuse me? I'm not a Truthseer. How was I supposed to know?"

"It's not my fault you're not a Truthseer!" Matt says, voice rising. "And how should I have known that you're not if you won't tell us what you can do?"

I sense a fight coming. So, it seems, do everybody else.

"Guys?" Isabel tries, but with no luck.

"Maybe I haven't told you guys what I can do because I don't even know how to use it! Ever think of that?" Jacob counters.

"Guys!" Isabel tries again.

"If you don't know how to use your skill, you could have said something, and one of us could have helped you!" By now, it's pretty much a shouting match between Matt and Jacob.

Isabel takes a deep breath. "GUYS!" she yells.

"WHAT?" they both yell back.

"I think that we're being slowly blown off topic-sorry for that pun, Clara," Isabel adds as an afterthought

"No prob," Clara replies.

"Okay, what's going on here?" I ask.

Isabel explains it all, because her brother is still too angry to say much.

"Oh. That makes sense," I say. But I suddenly smell smoke. I turn and look, and Jacob is still glaring at Matt, except that there's smoke rising from the top of his head.

"Alright, I've heard of hotheads, but this is insane!" Ethan says, staring in surprise at Jacob, as we all are. Even Matt drops the angry act long enough to ask,

"Are you okay?"

Jacob doesn't say anything, but his body bursts into flames, and he starts throwing them at Matt. Matt's eyes grow wide, and even though we all know nothing bad will happen, as Matt is Immortal, everybody tries to do something.

Hermione, ever-resourceful Hermione, pulls out her wand. "Aguamenti!" she cries, pointing her wand at Jacob, but the water does nothing. Neriah tries to take Matt out of the line of fire, literally, but he waves her away.

"I want to see how far he goes," he tells her.

Jacob comes nose to nose with the leader of the Named, before I intervene. Catching my breath, I walk over to Jacob.

"NO!" everybody yells, but I go nonetheless. I reach inside the flames and grab Jacob's arm. The flames burn my hands, but I hold on. Eventually, Jacob looks over at me, and the flames die down, eventually stopping. Honestly, I have no clue what I'm doing or why, but I pull him close to me in a hug, and I'm really surprised when he hugs me back.

"Wow," Ethan says. "Talk about girl power."

I look around the room. Somehow, almost everything is burned or singed slightly, almost as if the fire just flew around. Some people are burned, but none so much as my hands. I notice that Isabel's necklace is gone.

"What happened to your necklace, Isabel?" I ask.

"Oh, it got burnt, and it's somewhere among the ashes in this room. Now, let me heal your hands."

I realize something. "Hey, Jacob?"

He looks at me. "Yeah?"

"You know when you told me that story of what happened to you, and you said that your mum's necklace was all that survived the fire except for you?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Do you still have that necklace?"

He reaches into his pocket. "I always keep it with me."

"Great, so you found Jacob's mother's necklace," Isabel says, "Can I heal your hands now?"

"Yeah, go ahead," I tell her, while thinking to myself. Why didn't I figure it out before?

Finally! This chappie took forever to write! But now we know both Jacob's skill and Clara's, and they were the only ones we didn't know before. Honestly, I didn't even know what they were at the beginning of the fic. I never really knew if Jacob was even going to have any skills until last chapter, and the idea for Clara…I don't know when that came to me. Anyway, can any of you figure out what Vanessa just did? Yes? No? Tell me! I want to know if my story is too predictable or not.