Out Of the Ashes [Source Keepers - Book 2]

»»----- Chapter 2 -----««

I just wish things could be like they used to, but they never will now I see right through you
________________________________________________________________________________Stay (The Good Times And The Bad Ones, 2021)~ Why Don't We

"Wake up dear. It's time for school." I heard Mrs. Wellington wake me up. My name is Kiara. That's all I knew. And of course, that I was 9 years old. The only thing I know was that I was lying outside this house and the lady picked me up and brought me inside. How I got here? No idea. Who I was before I was lying outside? No idea. But the lady has taken care of me since. Even though this happened a year back, I've not been able to remember who I was. But there was this weird warmth thingy inside me I've always felt. 

"All ready to go dear?" she asked me, in her smooth English accent. The only other thing we knew about me was that I was somewhere from America. "Yeah! Let's go!" I said happily as I got off the chair and picked my bag up. "Now be good! I'll pick up later honey!" she dropped me off in front of my school. For some weird reason, I felt that I had already done this thing before. 

The big clock in the classroom ticked by slowly. It was mathematics as I sat solving some addition sums our teacher had set for us. I was so concentrated in it, but something distracted me. "Well, I guess I have to agree with Black Fox with one thing. We're nothing without her." I heard a boy's voice echo in my ears. It was a very familiar voice. I shot up in my place. "Is something wrong Kiara?" I looked up at Miss Johnson-my teacher's face. Coming to my senses, I shook my head and sat back down. "Sorry Miss Johnson." 

That night, I tossed and turned in bed, with one hand constantly covering the right side of my neck, over a burn I never knew existed. 

"Take out your English books. We'll be working on some grammar exercises today". It was English class a few days later. Since I didn't get enough sleep last night, it was like all my energy was drained. I felt my eyes drift close and my cheek rest against my table. 

Images floating through my head...a laughing evil face...three familiar people smiling...and at last, I was standing in the dark. In front of me was a girl turning away from me. She had pink hair. She was breathing heavily, as if she had just run for miles. All of a sudden, she turned to look at me and spoke, "Remember who you are." she said. Confused, I walked past her. 

I could see three more silhouettes in front of me. They all said the exact same thing. "Remember who you are." A ray of light bounced around in the darkness, then coming straight at me, causing me to wake up.

Real time

I opened my eyes in a second. I looked around. Everything was the same as if nothing had been disturbed. The bell rang and I heard the scraping of the tables as we all stood up. "That's all for today. Have a good day class." As I looked up at the clock, I realized hardly any time had passed at all. "What's going on?" As I sat on the bus back home, trying to get back what I had seen in the dream, but everything had disappeared. 

"Dear, are you alright?" Mrs. Wellington asked as I was eating breakfast the next morning. "I am." I nodded halfway as I put cornflakes in my mouth. Back in school, English was the last class for the day again. "And what goes before 'apple'?" Miss Johnson was giving us a short quiz on articles. As she stopped to ask a question to someone in the front, I closed my eyes to revise what I had learnt, but that caused me to fall into another vivid dream...

A house came into view. There were four people in it...more like four teenagers, having a pillow fight, with the feathers floating around them. "Come on! Ping pong match?" asked the tallest one out of them. "Sure! I'm the referee" said the girl. The four of them were the same who had appeared in my previous dream. Just before they left the room, the girl stopped, look back straight at me in the eye, and whispered. "Remember who you are." and as she closed the door, I felt the ground disappear from under me. I was falling backward through time... I was seeing the world through different eyes, mine, but different. "Hey KC!" said a voice from next to me. My eyes widened. "Powers? I CAN FLY!?!?" I heard my own voice from around me. I clutched my head with both my hands. I was finally snapped back into reality.

Looking at the floor, I tried avoiding as many kids as I could. Physically, I was 9. But mentally, I was 19. As I stepped out of the school's gate, I looked at the sun as if I had never seen it before.

"I'm back."

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