Chapter 2
Destiny woke up in her bed with her brother leaning over her. Her brother, McKell, was 25 years old, and the official "secondary" guardian of Destiny. She lived with McKell, because her parents were hardly ever in her life at all. Actually, it was because their jobs kept them gone all of the time, but it was all the same to Destiny.
She blinked a few times and started to move around in her bed.
"Oh, Thank goodness!" McKell said relieved.
Destiny moaned, holding her pain ridden head in the process. "What happened?" she asked. "And why am I so wet?"
"Well, you didn't come home, and I started freaking out! So I called up a search party, and the neighbors and I went looking for you. Mrs. Olsen found you lying on the ground in the woods and it looked like you were dead!" he said. "We think you hit your head on a rock."
"But that doesn't explain why I am all wet."
"Oh right, I put a wet rag on your head, because you felt like you were burning up. Also, it started to rain while we were searching for you, and I was so panicked, that I forgot to dry you off."
Destiny wanted to get dried off, so McKell helped her to the bathroom, and brought her back to her room so that she could change into some dry clothes. She still felt a little weak from her fall, and her head was thriving in pain, so she laid back down in her bed, and she and McKell talked until she fell asleep.
The next morning, Destiny decide to go back to he woods and see if she could find the strange boy that caught her attention two days before. She got there and searched for about an hour. She couldn't find the boy anywhere. She was just about to give up her search, when she bumped into someone. They both fell to the ground, and she looked up to find that the person she had run into was the boy.
"Hey, I've been looking for you. You are the boy I saw two days ago, with that weird stick thing."
The boy started to run again. Destiny ran after him. She wasn't going to let him get away this time. She finally caught up with the boy and tackled him to the ground. He fought for a while trying to get her off, but finally he gave up trying.
"Hey, what's your name?"Destiny asked. The boy stayed silent.
"Hey, I asked you a question."
"Xavier," he said, "Xavier Loftmen."
"I'm Destiny, Destiny Lomen. What were you doing with that stick the other night?"
"What stick?"
"The one that looked like you shot light out of it."
"I didn't have a stick." They both stood up.
"Yes you did, I saw it!"
"Look, I'm not from here," Xavier said. "Not like from a different state or anything. Let's just say... I am not from this world. "
"Well, you're definitely new, because I haven't seen you around here before." Destiny said.
They both began to talk and get to know one another. They found out they had a lot and common, and they instantly became friends. Still, that night when Destiny got home, she couldn't help but think about what Xavier said. What did he mean he wasn't from this world?