Star Dust

Chapter 4 ~ Dylan

 A huge yawn escapes my lips as i shove my arm into my jacket and began buttoning it up "what are you doing today Dylan" asks my sister Hailey as she brutally tears into a piece of buttered toast". Stepping out the door I call out to her "I'm going out for a while" she didn't get to ask her next question before the door shuts. 

 When the door made that usual click I bolted down the street taking a left at Maplewood street and slowing down as I approach, so as not to collide with the mass of people walking to their unknown destinations. Each person I pass is just another face intent to go their own way. 

 Soon the Dika Chelia café comes into view, its sign stands tall above the heads of passing bodies busy heading in to other places known only to themselves. The café is small against the other dominating buildings five stories higher and more popular than the quaint little building before me. 

 Walking in I lookup to see a bell ring, high and cheery, the sound ringing clear into the café's small interior. Tables rested against the windows flanked by four or more chairs each. One booth was occupied by two elderly men having a lively chat about the weather. Then there she was, waiting.

 Up at the counter perched on a stool sits Mystery her calico hair falls loose around her shoulders instead of up in its usual ponytail. She wears a jean jacket and a pair of black leggings that match her shirt, half hidden by the short jacket. She turns around smiling, waving for me to join her in the next seat, then calls to the waitress working the register "could I get two iced coffee's please" as I sit beside her. 

 How did she know I was a coffee drinker does my breath smell of it? I smile back at her, then thank the waitress for the cold coffee, Mystery gets up "it's best if we talk else where, do you mind the park". After a pause I say "no, not at all" and follow her out the door and to the park not far away from here. Yesterdays event over and done forgotten. 

 The sun shines brightly this Saturday morning, inviting others to come out of their homes and bask in the beauty of natural light. We walk along the dirt path and find a park bench to sit on far enough away that others won't hear our conversation. "So" I start "what is my future like, oh great fortune teller" I gesture for her to sit on the bench bowing low to let her sit first. She giggles "a fortune teller can only make predictions, and a seer can only guess which path you could take out of several" I nod not grasping entirely.

 She sits across from me blocking the sun my eyes, she takes a deep breath as she begins to voice my story to be "I had a vision two nights ago, I call it a sight, but it told me I would meet someone new and I would have to offer my teachings to him and four others. Each student I recruit will have the ability to wield his or her own power one of the four basic elements plus one." 

 I hold up a hand to stop her "what?", she waits till a group of children pass before continuing "the four elements that make everything possible, earth" she points to the ground then to the sky "air, water and fire". I nod understanding, but... "what about the fifth?" Mystery's grin widens "a hybrid hyper aware of his specific elements, he can command rather than control two of the five elements, he's really bright and is a technical genius"      

 "Five?" I ask, Mystery snorts "nobody knows, some think that its metal" she let out a harsh laugh "they're very wrong, metal is refined earth."she pauses, gathering more air in her lungs before continuing "The fifth element can be called many things, some even refer to it as the universe, energy, even electricity or lightning." 

 Questions, I am drowning in questions "I don't understand" breathing in and out, suddenly out of breath. "Energy is what breathes life into everything, the master element if you will, it holds the reigns of all the others. My sight said that we needed to find the bearers of the four basic elements." Wow this is almost too much to handle, so breathing deeply I slow my racing heart, what is coming next?