Noam finally arrived to a place not to far south of Canada. Noam landed carefully in the grass where he was directed to, and climbed out. The area was mostly wooded with a mountain to the right of Noam, and a highway to the left. Waiting for him to exit was a police officer.

"Hello, and welcome to the US Noam Kelson, how are you today?" The officer said politely.

"I'm fine, how are you?" Noam replied almost automatically.

"I'm alright." The officer said in a monotone. "Let's get down to business shall we?"

"Sure." Noam said again slightly confused.

"This is the boy you're looking for" The officer said handing him a picture of a dark haired teenager with gray eyes "His name is Callum Hunt, age: 14, Height: about 5 foot 4 (or, 165 cm.) His friends also say he's mentally unstable, and possibly suicidal."

"Okay" Noam replied.

"You'll also be taking a couple of his fiends." The officer said gesturing towards a group of 4 people. A dark skinned, bald, middle aged man. A white, dirty blonde haired teenage girl. A white, blonde haired teenage boy, who had his arm around a middle eastern teenage girl, with her black hair pulled into 2 braids.

"Why don't you introduce yourself" the officer said, and Noam walked towards them.

When Noam got closer, he saw that the 3 teens were sobbing, and the middle aged man had a look of deep sadness on his face, that might as well be crying. He didn't really know how to introduce himself to a group of heavily depressed people, so he introduced himself the way he always did.

"Hello, my name is Noam Kelson, nice to meet you." Noam said with a fake smile, only later did he realize how pathetic that was.

The group looked up at him, and groaned waiting for him to say something that they cared about.

"Sorry, I suck with intros." Noam said wiping the fake smile of his face. "I'll be your pilot today."

Now their eyes looked they actually cared about Noam. That's a start Noam thought.

"Nice to meet you to, Noam, my name is Rufus." Said the middle aged man. His voice had no emotion, like he couldn't care less.

Rufus looked at the teens expectedly, and like robots they said their names. The blonde haired girl was Celia, the blonde haired boy was Aaron, and the dark haired girl was Tamara.

"Alright then" Noam said, slightly bending his knees to match the height of the teens. "Who's been in a helicopter before?"

Celia, Tamara, and Aaron shook their heads, but Rufus seemed to stare past Noam. It reminded him of the 'Thousand Mile Stare'.

"Alright then, there's always a first time for everything. Who's ready to ride a helicopter!" the teenagers all smiled, clearly excited to go on a helicopter for the first time.

Noam gestured towards his helicopter, and together they walked towards it. As they walked towards the helicopter Noam saw a scar on Aaron's face that ran from where his brain stem was, down to his chin, and it looked pretty fresh, and bloody as well. Before Noam could get a better look, Celia asked if he was from Toronto, Canada, and Noam replied by saying "Why else would 'Toronto' be written on my helicopter." He immediately felt bad for being snappy to a depressed teen. He apologized, but they didn't seem to understand why he was apologizing. Either they were being snappy back, or they were used to this kind of snappiness.

They climbed into the helicopter, and Noam lifted the helicopter as quickly as he could, they were already behind schedule. As Noam headed to his designated block to search, he tried to start small talk, but it was obvious that it was going nowhere, so they flew in silence until they would find something.

Hours passed, and no sign of Call. Sometimes they would see something, but when they got closer, it was a piece of trash, or a bear. Ugh, bears still gave Noam the creeps.

Dawn was starting to break, and it was clear the group was starting to lose hope. They had already searched the area countless times, and there was no sign of Call. Noam was ready to call it a day (or, a night), but all of a sudden the group jumped up, and started yelling, and pointing towards a (definitely) human silhouette. It was running away, with a limp.

"Does Callum limp?" Noam asked, and the group nodded in unison, so Noam lowered the helicopter stealthily without pointing it's light at Call. When he was really close, Call still made no attempt to hide, so Noam quickly turned his light towards Call, just to make sure it was him. Sure enough when he whirled around to see where the light was coming from, it was the boy from the picture.

Acting quickly he yelled to the group: "Alright open the door, I assume you know how to get out of a flying helicopter safely, right?"

Rufus sighed, and signaled to the teens to open the door. "Right?" Noam repeated.

As the teens struggled to open the helicopter door, Rufus took a deep breath "Like you once were, we are magicians"

"Ha, ha, ha, very funny" Noam replied sarcastically, but Rufus was perfectly serious, and had no hint of lying.

"I know this a lot to take in, but your brother didn't die because of a bear, but he was killed by an evil magician called Constantine Madden. You were angry, and unstable to teach, so your magic was bound. that's why now you want your life to be stable."

"Lies!" Noam yelled back, even though he felt like a teenager saying it.

Before Rufus could say something, the door swung open, as the teenagers finally figured it out. Noam stared at them in curiosity of what they were going to do. All of a sudden, together they jumped out of the helicopter.

"NOOOOO!" Noam screamed. Had he just witnessed the suicide of 3 teenagers.

Instead of falling to their death from a distance of about 4 stories, they seemed to glide, and slow down as they got closer to the ground landing safely. Noam's jaw dropped by about a kilometer (not literally.)

"Does this helicopter have autopilot" Rufus asked.

"Yes, it does." Noam replied.

"Can you put on autopilot, so that it lands itself, if yes please do so." Rufus said in a way that made it sound like an order.

Noam nodded, and did as he was told. Rufus definitely knew more then he did.

Wait did Noam just believe this magic stuff, wow he's gullible.

"Do you want to fly as well." Rufus said as though he was talking to a child.

"Yeah!" Noam said felling like a child as he walked up to Rufus.

Rufus put an arm around Noam's shoulders, and jumped. As Rufus, and Noam flew safely to the ground Noam screamed in both terror, and excitement. It felt like a part of Noam that was long gone, has been re-awoken.