Me: Uh, so welcome back! Sorry for the wait.

Solace: That was a wait? Its been less than a week! Man if you think that's a long time.

Dean: Time is different for different people.

Solace: I just thought of something- can I have a POV?

Brooke: You can't have a POV. Only I can because I'm special.

Solace: Your right Brooke. You are special. Shall I speak slower when I talk? Or can you understand what I'm saying?

Brooke: SOLACE!

Me: GUYS! POVs are different. But...hmmmm...it can be considered...

Solace: Really?

Me: If you behave...

Dean: If I behave can I have a POV?

D'Anna: No.

Dean: Why not? *pouting*

D'Anna: I dunno, I just read her mind.

Me: D'Anna! That's against the law. I could hold you for a tribunal!

D'Anna: Ok you do that.

Dean: *goes and cries in depression corner*

Solace: Hello you've reached the mental asylum. *Holding up invisible phone* If you are crying in the depression corner right now, press 7 at the beep. The mental hospital will pick you up as soon as they can. Thank you for your time. BEEP!

Dean: HEY! *goes into a fighting stance*

Solace: *sighs* Bring it on. *conjures her sword*

Me: *panicking* Uh guys!

D'Anna: Review, Favourite, or Follow while we...um take care of this mess.

Chapter 2: The Boy

I twisted in bed, the thoughts inside my head churning. A deep voice penetrated my head, whispering fiercely.

"Brooke, Brooke," it whispered and my head was filled with the image of a tall boy.

His face was boyish and playful, but his expression was grim and his dirty blond hair was brushed over his face. His teal eyes were just like any other elf, but he had draped a hood over his head,

so they looked a darker shade. He wore all black and he was running, blending in with his dark surroundings. I recognized him from my visions, and he stared at me with pleading eyes.

"Brooke," He called again, this time the deep whisper taking his body "They're coming for me. I know you don't remember me, but I need your help."

My face twisted in confusion. I knew this person?

I closed my eyes, and tried to block the boy out, as fear clouded my thoughts. There was something weird about this person, like it was bad that I should be listening to him. He wasn't scary looking, but his aura was creeping me out.

"Brooke, stop, I'm losing my connection," The boy cried, and his voice thundered inside my brain.

Panicked, I tried a different approach. I felt for his mind, plunging deep in the darkness of the dream.

"Go away," I transmitted, my thought echoing inside my head "Leave me alone."

I pushed the dream as far as my mind would allow and frantically thought of something, anything.

I ended up thinking about Prattles, a creamy caramel cream candy, with collectable pins. I thought of my current collection, which was located under my bed in a ornate crystal box. As more information piled up, the boy was pushed farther away until I could almost forget what he looked like. As I drifted back in unconsciousness, creamy candy stirring in my mind like my churning thoughts, the boy flung back in my thoughts and glared, his eyes full of terror. Then he turned and screamed my name, his figure disappearing into the darkness. The last thing I saw was a black creature moving in swift movements, twisting around the flailing boy.

I could have sworn it was a swan.

I shrieked, gasping as my alarm went off, echoing the boys scream. My chest burned as I realized I had been holding my breath, and I was sweating, my brown hair clinging to my night gown. I stared at the red digits on my clock, until they blurred in and out of sight. I frowned; I didn't remember settin my alarm. My clock must be broken. When my breathing slowed, I flopped back against my pillows, exhausted. Who was the boy, and what did he want? I thought, as I wrapped my arms behind my pillow, and closed my eyes. I shouldn't worry though, I reassured myself, I'm sure it was nothing. I felt the thought slip away, as I fell back into a deep sleep.

I rolled out of bed dazed, my eyelids drooping lazily. I blinked, expecting my mom to open the curtains, exposing me to the bright morning, like she always does. But as I got up and stretched, I gazed at my window. It was closed,the dark curtains, draping over the frame, shadowing my room in darkness.

Confused, I stumbled into the hallway. It was empty. I walked into my parents bedroom, the door ajar. Empty.

Where was everyone?

I looked down the hallway and almost missed a small amber glow. I backed up and stared at the light from under the closed kitchen door.

Panic caught in my throat, I twisted the knob and walked in.

Blinding light overcame me, and I squinted my eyes to see. A single light was on, but again the room was empty. I walked up to the table and picked up a single note.

Went to work. Your uncle left early this morning. Take care of yourself and be cautious. We'll see you tonight.

I frowned at the note. Was something wrong? My parents never left for work early, and my uncle always stayed more than a night. And without saying goodbye?

I thought back to the dream I had tried so hard to push away. Was this somehow connected? I grabbed something to eat, but my stomach twisted, so I dressed in my skirt vest and cape. I ran and grabbed my satchel, stuffing my items inside.

I dragged myself over the cupola and stared at the ceiling, where hundreds of Leapmasters were installed. A beautiful crystal chandelier with a blue crystal was mounted on the upper wall closest to me. I stood still, staring at the Leapmaster but not bothering to speak any commands. I twisted my nexus, a jeweled band on my wrist that allowed me to light leap with out a leapmaster and measured my ability to do so.

Light leaping allowed elves to jump on beams of light and travel to different locations.

I finally plucked up the energy to speak when I heard my brain telling me I was going to be late for school. I didn't need to worry about anything else, much less something I would have caused myself.

"Foxfire!" I yelled at the chandelier, and the fixture twisted and lowered, the blue crystals glowing and emitting a bright light.

The light shot downwards, creating the light leaping portal to my school. I stepped in with a sigh, as the light overcame me and I was swept away.

I walked onto campus grounds just in time, as the a small stream of students trickled into the many crystal buildings. The biggest of them, a five story glass pyramid, towered over the six different colored towers, and the main building which wrapped around the pyramid in a U shape. Multiple other buildings were scattered left and right, but I payed no attention as I rushed to the bottom floor of the glass pyramid. I made it just in time to see everyone gathering for the morning announcements.

Dame Alina, our principal, flicked her caramel hair and wet her lips.

"Good morning, prodigies." She said as her porcelain skin reflected of the light coming through the glass walls. "I would just like to remind everyone that midterms are not as far away as they seem, and everyone needs a seventy five to pass."

I heard a series of groans as Dame Alina paused.

"If you need any assistance, I would suggest visiting Lady Nissa in the Tutoring Center. That concludes today's announcements. Have a great day."

As everyone cleared out, I walked to my locker. Licking the metal seal, I waited until the locker read my DNA, and clicked. I opened it and stuffed my things inside. I gathered my books, and made my way to the first class.

I didn't see my friends on the way to class, luckily, because I wasn't sure how to react if I did.

I walked into my alchemy class with seconds to spare. I took my seat as everyone else rushed in.

Lady Galvin was a tough teacher. She glared at the class and turned, flipping her red brown hair and green cape.

"Today we will review information." She said, and pointed to a bubble of milky liquid.

"Can anyone tell me what this is?"

A red haired girls hand shot up. Everyone groaned. Marta wouldn't trade her know it all brain for a social status even if her life depended on it.

"It's alkahest," She announced as Lady Galvin chose her, seeming to enjoy the classes protest.

Her lecture of the universal solvent led on and on. I already knew what the giant bubble was, so I drifted in and out of the conversation. Alkahest could only be stored in a bubble of itself...it dissolves everything else...I forced myself to keep my eyes open, as the class dragged on.

When the class ended, I got out and ran into the hall. I had the Universe next, and stared blankly at the star maps all period, as if the paper was see through and made of glass.

At lunch, my mind was on the boy again. I hated referring to him as "The Boy", so I decided if I saw him again in my dream, I would ask him his name.

"Where've YOU been?" I heard someone call behind me

I froze, almost spilling my tray. I turned around and forced a smile.

Solace and Dean stood behind me, scowling. Solace had her blonde hair in a braid, flung over her left shoulder. She gripped her tray tightly, raising her eyebrows.

"So?" Dean said brushing a lock of hair from his face "We were worried about you."

"I don't know why," I said " Im not in any of your morning classes today anyways."

"I didn't see you at your locker," Dean said "Or at morning announcements. We always gather by the third pillar, remember? We thought you were away."

"And not to mention you invited us to dinner and didn't speak to us the entire time." Solace growled "So what's up? There's no way you can deny that there's something wrong."

"But Im fine, really-where's D'Anna?" I said twisting to try to see around them.

"She left," Dean sighed "She told us if you didn't want to talk, we should leave you alone. She's most likely in the library studying for midterms."

"So, honestly are you going to tell us what's wrong?" Solace said tapping her lunch tray "Lunch times almost over, and you know, I kind I want to eat. I'm not afraid to beat it out of you, you know."

I sighed- there was no point hiding it. Solace was going to figure out anyways, and I didn't want to know how many ways she could.

"Not here, k?" I whispered then sat down at a table "After school, at Moonglade."

Solace and Dean sighed, but nodded. We ate lunch in silence. I tried to find D'Anna in the library before fourth period, but the librarian said she left.

I had Elementism and Metaphysics after lunch, so I walked down the hallway to find the classroom.

The rest of the day went by pretty quickly. I successfully bottled a tornado in Elementism, something I would normally be proud of, finished my metaphysics homework during class time, and finished all of my alchemy review while I was waiting.

When school ended, I went to my locker and gathered my stuff.

Dragging myself to the Leapmasters, I spoke my command and was whisked away.

Moonglade was my usually Universe homework spot. It was a quiet place to bottle stars and map them. No one bothered to come here, they all went to Siren Rock. Only a few students ever made their way to Moonglade.

Solace, Dean, and D'Anna were waiting for me.

D'Anna beamed at me, her jet black hair waving in the mild breeze.

"Solace told me you would be here," She transmitted "Everything ok?"

"I'll explain," I transmitted back as we gathered by the bronze telescope in a circle.

"Took you long enough," Solace groaned "Now, spill."

She conjured a piece of paper and started absentmindedly folding and unfolding it, like she knew this would take a long time.

"Concentrate," I said as everyone closed their eyes.

I bowed my head and felt for their minds, transmitting my thoughts into their brains.

"When I got home, my parents were holding a letter with a black swan printed on the back. The letter was in a different language, so I didn't know what it said, but my parents seemed pretty choked up about it. I think it triggered a memory or something because I had this flashback of this boy being dragged away. Somehow he looked familiar but I thought he was a stranger. He tried to transmit to me while I was sleeping and told me he knew me. He told me I had to find him. And then he got swallowed up by something evil. And the creepy thing was he knew my name, and how to find me, so he had to be a Telepath."

"Stalker much?" Solace thought when I had finished.

"I don't know," I frowned "Something about him seemed weird, but he doesn't seem stalker like. And besides, he was running from someone. And he wanted me to find him. He looked really scared, saying that they were coming for him."

I remembered the black creature swirling around him, smothering his scream.

" And I think it found him."

Since I knew my parents weren't going to be back for dinner, I went and stayed with Solace. Solace's house was on the end of her street, dark crystal running down the walls of the building, warm light shining through. D'Anna was at home studying, and Dean had to help his dad. I walked into Solace's house, and was welcomed with a big hug from Solace's little sister Lite.

"Brookie!" she screamed wrapping her arms around my waist in a playful squeal.

"Hey, bug,"Solace said ruffling her sisters short blonde hair and dropping her school stuff.

She always called Lite, "bug", for reasons I didn't know.

"Play wit me Brookie?" Lite's hopeful moon eyes stared at me expectantly

"Brooke and I are busy," Solace said sincerely "Go play with mom k?"

"K," Lite sighed and ran off down the hallway as we climbed the stairs.

Solace opened the door to her room and collapsed onto her bed.

"So, are you ok?" She asked as she conjured her school stuff from downstairs.

"Yeah I guess so," I answered sitting on her floor. "It was just a dream, right?"

"You better hope so," Solace said "Or this guys going to come find you."

"What?" I sat up.

"Well it makes sense. This guy asks you to find him, you ignore him, so he comes looking for you. And for all you know he could be a super talented Telepath and do that mind tracking thing D'Anna does to find you."

"Thanks," I sighed "Thats all I need to think about, a stalker raiding my dreams."

"Oh c'mon, it's not like that."

"I suppose not, but still. Would you feel safe knowing that a psychopath is trying to talk to you in you sleep?"

"You are taking this way too seriously. Ask him his name or something. Ask him who's chasing him, why you need to find him, and how he apparently knows you. Especially if you don't know him back. Then if he won't answer push him out of your mind. And talk to someone about it."

She pulled my Imparter out of my satchel and waved it in my face. I snatched it back from her and shoved it back into my bag. She glared disapprovingly.

"Fine," I grumbled

I had kind of wished I had kept this issue to myself. I felt like I was crazy, and Solace was making sure I was ok before she called the mental asylum. I glanced out the window as darkness crawled into the sky. I had dinner with Solace, then took my home crystal and light leaped.

A warm rush filled me as I saw my parents gathered on the couch. They turned and smiled. But I frowned as I saw the fear behind their grins. They were sill worried about whatever they had seen yesterday. I decided not to let that bother me. It was probably none of my buisness.

"I was... at a friends." I breathed wrapping my parents in a goodnight hug. " I'm just heading off to bed. Everything alright?"

"Yeah, we're fine." My mom sighed.

I retreated back into the hallway and closed the door to my room. I didn't bother to undress, as I lay on my bed.

As night overcame the once bright sky, I felt my eyelids grow heavy.

I closed my eyes and pictured the boy, until I could see him racing through the trees.

I took a deep breath as we made eye contact.

I had a lot of questions to ask.

Me: So I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

Solace: I didn't.

Me: Oh my... I don't even want to...*exasperated sigh*...why?

Solace: Because I wasn't in it enough. All I did was let Brooke in my house to eat all my food. I'm telling you, I need a POV!

Brooke: And I'm telling you,you don't need a POV.

Solace: Right. I remember. Because your the special one. They have an extension for that at the metal asylum too you know.

Brooke: *glares at Solace*

Solace: Nobody appreciates me! *walks out of room fake sobbing*

D'Anna: Dramatic much?

Me: Ikr!

(Five minutes later)

Solace: So, what I miss? *strolling in*

Brooke: Nothing that concerns you.

Dean: *giving me big cow eyes* Can I please please please please have a POV?

Me: Dean...

Dean: *goes and cries in the depression corner.* Why does Brooke need a POV!?

Brooke: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? I GET THE SCARY NIGHTMARES AND SEE PICTURES OF WEIRD PEOPLE! IM THE SPECIAL ONE!

Man standing at the entrance of the room: Ok...now I see why someone called. Did somebody phone the mental assylum? I have orders to pick up a Dean Russo and a Brooke Matthews.

All: *turn around and see man from the mental hospital.*

Solace: That would be them. *pointing to Brooke and Dean.*

D'Anna: You didn't... Use an actual phone to call the mental asylum...you did.

Solace: Go on now... It will be much quieter without you.

Me: SOLACE! YOU CAN NOT EVICT ALL MY CHARACTERS!

Man: Ok *checking off things on his clipboard* Please come with me you two.

Brooke: NO!

Dean: Help?

Man: I am help. At the mental asylum, we will address your illness accordingly and make sure that you can cope with it before sending you back into the real worrrrrlllllldddddd. *exaggerating pause and staring into the sunset* Cmon now I don't have all day, are you coming or not?

Me: NO! *slamming door in mans face*

D'Anna: I'm going to... Um studying now. Bye! *runs out of room*

*everyone staring at Solace angrily*

Solace: *panicking* No need to get angry, just a joke...hehe... Right?

Me: *seething* Now would be a good time to run.

Solace: Exactly what I was thinking. *bolting off down the hallway, knocking down the metal asylum man*

Brooke: GET HER!* runs down hall, stepping in the mental asylum man*

Dean: SOLACE! *follows Brooke*

Me: Wait up! *panting after Brooke and Dean*

Solace: Ta Ta for now! And review, favorite or follow! *jumps into home crystal* So long suckers!

Brooke: I really hate that girl sometimes.

Dean: Talk about it.

Me: Why does this always happen in MY stories?!

Brooke: I don't know, you're just that special.

Man from mental asylum: Did someone say special?

Brooke: NO!

Me: Lets get out of here. Btw, please tell me if there is anything missing, or editing issues, or comments. I'd love to hear how I'm doing!

Brooke: HURRY UP! * jumping into Leapmaster with Dean and me.*

Dean: Bye for now.