Hola my fellow Fan Fiction people! I'm feeling better! My favorite number is nine and this is my favorite chapter so far. Coincidence? I just got back from The Western Stage, my acting class. ( It's 6:30 as we speak, or type, or I type and u read and click on the button after the chapter ends) I'm watching Cash Cab! These two guys just rapped. Tibet should be free! God, I must be crazy. Sorry.

Kayla: People don't care if you're crazy.
Me: Do too!
Kayla: Oh! Can I have a friend?
Me: Maybe
( Kayla gives me Bambi eyes )
Me: Ha! You're imaginary, I can resist!
( Kayla pouts )
Me: Claimer
Kayla: She ( SareRide9 ) owns : Samantha, Zack, Sarah, Trevor, Alexandria, Ariana, Jason, Kyle, Payne, Rob, Ember, and Elizabeth
Me: Disclaimer
Kayla: She doesn't own: Maximum, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazman, Angel, Dr. Martinez, Ella, Jeb, Mr. Chu, Marian Janssen, Ari ( Batchleder ), ter Borcht, Omega, Lissa, Sam, Dr. Amazing a.k.a. Brigid Dwyer, or Dylan ( curse thy name ). Oh, and we can't forget the ol' Voice.
Me: Let's role.
_________________________Sammi's Flashbck About Sare's Power To Talk To Animals ( otherwise known as her first power )_____________________________________________________________________

A new Eraser thew me in the cage harshly, I bet that'll be the hundredth bruise this week. A boy was in a cage to my right, I think he told me his name is Zep or Zoo or Zack. Yeah, Zack. He's been there for a few months, I think that he's six like me. There is an empty cage to my left, a little girl had been in it this morning, she was younger than me. She hasn't talked to me, she's cried every night. I wish I could hug her and make her feel safe. Forget that, we'll never be safe. Just to comfort her.

The door creaked open and the only sane whitecoat in the place, Jeb, came in with the little girl. He caught my eye and smiled a crinkly-eye smile. I smiled back and he came over, little girl still in his arms. He put her in my cage and helped me out.

This is different. I thought, as he took me into a room I've never even seen before. I was a medium sized room with a desk and a computer and two chairs. He sat down in one, I sat down in the other.

" Would you like some hot chocolate?" He asked putting two cups into an electric thingy.

" What's that?" I didn't know much about normal people.

" Trust me, you'll like it." Jeb gave me another crinkly-eyed smile. He'd never given me a reason to not trust him, even though I have serious trust issue's. Who doesn't?

He handed me the cup, I eyed it warily. He gave me another smile. This guy sure smiles a lot. I took a sip. Then I downed the hole thing. What? It was good and warm and I'm cold. He smiled again, jeez.

" Samantha," I scowled. " Sammi," I didn't let up. " Sam," I dropped the scowl and drank the last bit of hot chocolate. " The little girl that I just put in your cage is very important. I need you to protect her. Give her a name and get her to talk. She'll help you in your mission. She and her sister will save you one day. Treat her like your sister, what's right from wrong, good from bad. Get Zack to help you, but he doesn't like me much so don't mention this to anyone. Ever. I'll help you out one day. I promise."

There were only two thoughts in my head and they were: What? and Of coarse.I went with the second one and shook his outstretched hand.

He took me back to the cage and locked me in with a very fatherly expression. Wait. Hold the phone. How the hell did I know how a fatherly expression looked like? I mezmorized how his face looked. I stared. And stared. He left. I stared at the door. And stared. And stared.

" Are you okay, Sam?" Someone said. I was sucked back to the universe. Zack, my ears recognized the voice. I turned my head and stared at him. And stared. And stared.

A light snore picked up behind me. I was, yet again, sucked back to the planet. And then I saw her. My new room-mate. Cage-mate. Whatever. She looked like one of those fictional princesses. Like Sleeping Beauty jumped out of her book, grew wings, and has a scar on her face that looked like some Eraser got a good Swipe & Laugh. She had light blond hair, soft when I ran my fingers through it's tangled mess. Her blue eyes snapped open --highlighting her scar-- as if expecting to be tortured. Wait. That's exactly what I would do. She went in the farthest edge of the crate and as she did so I got a perfect view of the angry red line on her face. It started at her forehead an split in two above her eyebrow, one went to her nose and curved down it 'till it ended at the corner of her jaw, the other went around her eyebrow and stopped at the corner of her eye; there was another one going down the side of her neck, from the bottom of her ear to her collarbone. All on her right side. I'm gonna kill the wolf-boy who did this.

" Hi, do you have a name?" I asked her tentatively. As if I was afraid that she was going to run. Heck, she probably would if it wasn't for the dog crate. She didn't reply, I didn't expect her to. Jeb said she didn't talk.

There was a chirping from the other side of the room. A bird-kid that was destined to die since the day it was born. It was more bird than human, it couldn't talk. I saw something I never would've believed if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes. Little Sleeping Beauty opened up her mouth -- I thought she was actually reply to my question-- and chirped. I think my mouth dropped through the earth's core and went all the way through to China. I mean . . . indescribable. And then my jaw went through the earth entirely when it chirped back. Inde-freakin-scribable. Then the chirping stopped. W.O.W.

" I'm not going to hurt you. I'm safe, it's okay. I'm not a white-coat, or any type of scientist. I've got wings, see?" I pulled out my 9 foot wings, they were a brown that matched my natural highlights with white and black here and there. It was her jaw's turn to go to China. Mine was still sore.

She looked up from my wings and met my soft and caring eyes with her hard and curious ones. Someone is advanced in their aging process. Sleeping Beauty's eyes softened. " Hi." She said so softly that I had to strain to hear, her throat was raspy, but that's probably 'cause she didn't talk. As if reading my mind, she cleared it. " I just don't know who to trust anymore." Tears welled in her beautiful eyes. " I thought the person who did this was my friend." Her tiny hand raised and her fingers traced the angry red line of the scar.

" Who did that to you?" I growled. Oops. I probably just scared her off. To my surprise, her eyes looked more soft and trust glowed within them. Way to make a first impression Sam. I mentally patted myself on the back.

" An Eraser. The Eraser wasn't my friend, but my friend made him." Tears welled in her eyes again.

" Who is your friend?"

" Ari Ba-Batchleder." She said letting the tears pour over. I picked her up and held her against me. Her tiny hands wrapped around my torso and I put one arm around her shoulders as she sobbed into my shoulder.

Batchleder, where have I heard that name before? I thought to myself. I could feel a stare boring into my back. I turned my head and saw Zack eyeing me questioningly. I shrugged. He looked at Sleeping Beauty and his eyes softened. Wow. Who's a teddy bear now?

" Jeb's son is the boy she's talking about, Sam." He said, locking eyes with mine. I knewI heard that name somewhere. I'd have to tell Jeb, maybe he'd ground him. Ha! I wish I could get grounded. The little girl, Sleeping Beauty as I liked to call her, stopped crying and looked up at me. I made a head movement that was a disguise nod. Oh, yeah, two reasons to see Jeb.

" Sweetie, do you have a name? I already have a nickname for you."

She shook her head no. " Ari just called me Wings."

" Well, I have another nickname. Wanna hear it?"

She nodded vigorously. " Sleeping Beauty, cause you look like her."

She looked confused. " Who?"

" I'll get you the book sometime, we can look at the pictures." I had only seen it in the playroom that Jeb took me to sometimes. Two reasons I needed to talk to him.

She only nodded in response, then started twirling my hair around.

" I think your name should start with letter 'S', if you don't mind." She shook her head. A light tweet was heard behind us. Sleeping Beauty gave a full-out smile and chirped right back.

" Um, what are you doing?" I asked, not wanting to make her mad. Her reaction was the opposite.

" That's Cassie, she speaks bird. I can speak any animal language. She says that that boy. Zack?" Zack inclined his head. " That Zack should fix his hair, 'cause it's all messy. Cassie also say's that your hair is really pretty and that she likes your name. And, she thinks that my name should be Sierra. Like the mountains. What do you think Sammi?" Wow, this girl can talk. And talk to animals.I actually think my hair looks really bad, but whatever. My name kicks but and Sammi doesn't sound so bad coming from her mouth.

" You can call me Sammi, if you let Zack tweak the name a bit." I love teasing Zack, what else am I supposed to do for entertainment?

" I think it should be Sarah, but Sare for short. 'Cause it's sweet and dangerous all at the same time." Zack said. I told you that he could pic out names good. He picked out my nick name.

" Kinda like your personality." I added.

She chirped something. And, then she said, " We like it."

She has a name. Three reasons to go see Jeb. And, on cue, he walked into the room. " Would you like some more hot chocolate?"

That was a long chapter for me at least. What do you think? I dedicate this chapter to my Grandma Jan. I would like to sarcastically thank my mother for interrupting me at least 7 times, my cat for pouncing on my keyboard, and my dog for almost peeing on my charger. I would like to thank my Favorites Playlist on my iPod for entertaining me during this chapter. I would also like to thank HP for the laptop. And Hot Chocolate for giving this chapter a name. Speaking of which i'm drinking right now. Anyways, do you think that Kayla should have a friend? Oh, and this is the only power flashback right now. Sorry, the next chapter is Angel. Bye!