Claxton

Chapter Four: Return of a Hero

Song: "Ninja, Go!" - The Fold

        Makenna's dream continued, but at that time, its setting changed. Instead of being out at sea with the mysterious girl and the ship that almost ran them over, she found herself on a mysterious island.

Directly before her, coated in all green, hovered a mysterious figure that looked a bit like a person, except this person appeared to have wings on their back. Makenna couldn't help but feel like the figure looked like a f-a-i-r-y. Oh no, not more fairy nonsense! Makenna was so done with fairies. However, something about the figure intrigued her. She felt warm and safe around it.

There was a moment of silence between the two beings, and then the mysterious, fairy-like figure held its hand out to Makenna, and she feebly smiled.

Reaching out, she took the mysterious being's hand, and it lifted her into the sky. Gasping, young Makenna peered down at her feet and smiled as she watched the ground become smaller.

When the mysterious being finally stopped and hovered in midair with Makenna still holding onto its hand, the two stared at one another, and Makenna continued to smile. Then she noticed that she, just like the mysterious being, started to glow, but she glowed blue and pink. She gasped and quickly let go, but the second she did, she began to fall. Yelling, Makenna saw that she was dropping toward the mouth of a volcano.

Up above, the mysterious being held out its hand and flew after her, but before it could rescue her—

"Makenna!" a sudden voice yelled in her face, back in reality.

"Ahh!" Makenna shouted. She snapped awake and shot up in bed.

Directly before her, jumping back a few steps, was Caleb, now eleven years old.

"Oh!" Makenna gasped. She brought her hands to her heart. "Caleb! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"I'm sorry, Makenna," Caleb said, "but it's almost noon." He had grown into a handsome tween. His hair had also grown longer, and he was dressed in a light blue, short-sleeved, plaid shirt, long brown pants, and brown shoes.

Makenna gasped and asked, "What the—? No! It can't already be Saturday!"

"It is, Makenna," Caleb explained. "Mom said you were out like a light yesterday. We tried waking you, but you were like in a coma! You probably could've slept through a hurricane!"

"A coma?" Makenna asked. She peered at her digital clock; sure enough, it said Saturday 11:50 a.m. "No, wait. I couldn't have been asleep that long!"

"But you were," said Caleb with a smirk, "and I think I know why. Makenna, I think this will be a very big weekend for you."

"What are you talking about, Caleb?" Makenna asked. "This better not be about that dumb fairy nonsense!"

Caleb hesitated and lowered his head.

Makenna scoffed and said, "Caleb, you're getting way too old for this stuff! You're even worse than the dreams I had last night!"

"But it's the truth!" he debated. "Makenna, for the one billionth time, you're a fairy!"

"I knew we should have never taken you to Disney World," Makenna said. "I think you rode Space Mountain too many times. It left you cuckoo."

"I'm not crazy, Makenna!" Caleb said. "Here, I'll prove it to you. I'll prove that you're a fairy."

"Yeah, sure." Makenna scoffed, crossing her arms. "Good luck with that."