Disclaimer: I don't own KOTLC

I'm not sure if my chapters are too short but I'll try to make them longer.

Also adding in Keefe's perspective but I don't know if I'd do it in a certain pattern just yet.

And Thanks so much Reyna Kane! You honestly just made my day for being my first follower! Like I love you so much right now! Hope you enjoy reading this! :) I'll try to update more soon.

Chapter 3- POV Keefe

It was finally a normal day at Firefox Academy. Usually Keefe didn't mind adventures, in fact, he loved them. But breaks were pretty good at times. After defeating Neverseen, he has never been so tired in his life. It's not so easy to act fine all the times, but if Keefe didn't do it, no one would. He felt like it was part of his responsibility to make light of the situation and crack a joke. But, honestly? He was so tired of everything.

He actually didn't really know how to cope with the idea of his mom being dead (at least he thinks), or that she was even part of Neverseen in the first place. But at the moment, he couldn't afford to be stuck in the self-pity pit when his friends needed him. He especially didn't want to worry Sophie. There was already so many things she had to worry about, he didn't want to add more to her list. But even the great Keefe needed a moment to himself.

Now that Neverseen was gone, life was returning back to its peaceful ways. And Keefe wasn't worried about running out of adventures. They had a Foster with them, things were never boring with her. They would find something else to do to past time. But as to right now, he's happy with things.

Keefe was walking next to Sophie, while Fitz was on her other side. Biana and Dex trailed closely behind them. School was over and they were heading over to Everglen to play Base Quest.

"I call Foster being on my team!" he yelled out on the way. Biana smirked at him and shook her head.

"No way, she's on mine! It's girls against boys!" she announced. Keefe groaned.

"It's always like that! It'd be more fun if we mix things up!" Keefe argued.

"You're right," Fitz interrupted. "Sophie's with me, Biana and you can be a team." Fitz pulled Sophie closer to him, making her cheeks flush with a rosy pink color. Keefe could feel the excitement and happiness radiating off of her, though she quickly tried to hide it by calming her nerves. Too late, Foster, Keefe thought. He felt a small pain in his chest as he watched them stare off at each other. He quickly shrugged the feeling off. They were already so in love, they should just get together before they hurt anyone else. But it was too late for that too. Out of the corner of his blue eyes, he could just make out a detested look from Dex. Heck, Keefe felt Dex's jealousy. Literally. And it was the same exact pain he felt himself.

On the other hand, Biana quickly glanced at Keefe before trying to hide her blush. Keefe already had a suspicion about Biana's feeling towards him but he didn't know what to say. She was his best friend's sister. It would be weird. Plus, he just didn't feel that way about her, but it's not like he wanted to break her heart either.

"Fine," Keefe grumbled. "But next time, Foster's on my team. We make an excellent team anyways!" He shot her a grin which she replied with a laugh.

"Ahahaha! Don't we always-" Sophie suddenly broke off, her unique brown eyes widened as she stared off into another world. Keefe and Fitz exchanged a concerned look.

"Foster, you all right?" Keefe asked. She didn't reply, leaving the others glancing at each other with worried faces.

"I'll try transmitting." Fitz suggested as he closed his eyes. A second later, he shook his head. "She's not responding. It's like she's in a trance." Keefe didn't like the sound of that. He put his hands on her shoulder and turned her to face him.

"Foster, snap out of it. You hear me? Come back, you can do this." Keefe said over and over again, shaking her. Suddenly she gasped, blinking a few times before her eyes focused on him.

"Keefe? What happened?" She asked, confused. Keefe looked at Fitz, who shrugged, still looking very concerned for Sophie.

"I don't know. You just blanked out. How do you feel?" Keefe replied. She stared off in space again before answering.

"Honestly, I don't know. I felt like someone was seeing through my eyes, like seeing what I was seeing…. Does that even make sense? I don't really know how to explain it but it felt like someone was calling me, asking me for help. A girl's voice." Sophie started to rub her temples, as if she was getting a headache just from thinking about it. She shrugged it off and continued walking again. "I don't think it's anything to worry about though. I mean we already brought down Neverseen."

Keefe nodded his head in agreement, hoping she was right. Right when Sophie took another step, the air in front of her wavered. A black hole abruptly appeared, knocking Sophie down by surprise. Keefe could sense a lot of mix feelings as the group gawked at the void. Confusion. Recognition. Fear. Mostly coming from Sophie. It was a vacuum. One that only appeared when someone was teleporting. But the thing was, only Sophie could teleport. No one else could.

Without warning, a young girl flew out of it and fell on the ground. She looked up and locked eyes with Sophie. Everyone gasped as they all noticed the same thing. Her eyes were purple, NOT blue. But that wasn't the only thing Keefe noticed. The girl's clothes were torn and tattered. Her body was covered with fresh, bleeding cuts, bruises, and dirt. What happened to her? Keefe wondered in his head. The girl's gaze never left Sophie but her unusual eyes seemed to beg Sophie for something.

"Sophie, I'm your sister." She said, breathlessly, before collapsing. Everything went still and silent. It was as if the world had a mute button on it. Slowly, everyone's attention shifted to Sophie, expecting her to say something. But she remained silent, still gaping at the girl. Keefe knew that she felt just as confused as everyone else.

"We should take her to Elwin." Dex suggested, the first one to speak after a long time. But no one dared to move. Finally, as if waking up from a dream, Keefe turned to Sophie.

"So Foster, what's not to worry 'bout again?"