Chapter 6

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After I read his note, I started crying. Nick was being nice and decided to try and stop me from crying by wiping the tears off my face. Didn't exacty work. It kinda just made matters worse. Both my siblings dead within nine to ten months. I don't even know how Bridget died, because I saw what my flash was. Her being taken away in an ambulence. Whatever might have happened, maybe it could have been stopped.

"Nick," I finally spoke, my face still full of tears.
"Yeah?"
"He was like us. My brother, Conner. He died July 26th, 2109 at 2:50 p.m. It was a bus accid-" I couldn't get the words out. Not because I was still crying, but because he started saying something.
"If you let me, I can see the scene of what happened." I nodded my head yes and he laid his finger tips at my temples. Carefully, I let him in. I guess the five strongest people with the power- Nick, me and whoever else- each have our own little addition to our power. And I guess Nick's addition is seeing into others flashes or images or scenes or whatever that they've had. Mines feeling their emotions and reactions or whatever.

I let Nick in. I showed him the way to the accident. Even thinking about it makes me start panicking and I don't know why. But it might be the fact that I'm in a van and thats the closest I'll get to ever being in a bus again. When the scene ends Nick removes his fingers from my temples. I look at him, and he looks back with sympathy.

"Nick, that was nine months ago. And today I discovered my sister was dead. How much longer before my time is up?" and here comes me panicking.
"Hey breathe, in and out. In and out. Don't panick. Just breathe and concentrate on that, okay?" I do what he says, breathe. Concentrate. I nod my head yes. "Okay. You'll get through this, I promise." I promise. Those two words could mean so much or so little. It'll be my luck when they mean so little.
"Okay. Where are we headed?" I ask wiping my face free of tears.
"Well, according to the old map we are right now in New York City. We need to get to the real camp which is in Atlanta, Georgia."
"And besides being a van, how the hell are we getting there?"
"Well....that's the problem. All we have are the vans." I smacked my face as he said that. If your ever going to travel have a back up plan or two. Or in this case back up transportation.
"You are an idiot. Look, my parents owned a few planes. Right now they are in our storage unit. Well more like my dad's storage unit. Anyway, I can get in, get the keys, then you get on and pilot and we'll head off to Atlanta. Deal?" I said.
"Deal." he shook my hand as he answered. Great, now all we need is someway to get into the storage unit.

For the next hour while we were still in the van we thought of ideas to get in the storage unit. My family orgiginated from Philadelphia, so we have some old planes in the units. They were passed down in hope that one day we'd use them again. The units are located right when you reach town so it should't be too hard to get the code and number.

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We finally arrived at Philadelphia. We're right by gas station, close to the storage units. The van is parked by the enterance and we stock up on food and supplies. I was heading towards the bathroom when I saw the little girl again. No, I must be hullicinating. I didn't get much, or any sleep, in the past few days. Maybe thats why. But why would Nick be seeing her too?

"You have to save them. You have to." the little girl said.
"Save who?"
"The ones like you. The ones with that power. But also the ones that had believed the lies they had been told about us."
"We're called Eyes of the Future for a reason, aren't we?"
"Yes. Because some of you can see what will happen in the future. Others see the truth in that moment."
"But why are there five special ones of us with different powers?"
"Because its needed. You can feel their emotions and reactions. Nick is able to see an image or scene from them. There are three others like you, Lyrelle. And you need to find them. Soon." And just like that, she was gone. How is this possible? How is any of this possible? How come only Nick and I are able to see her? Why do they need saving? From what?

"Hey, I know you saw that girl. I heard what she said. And she's right, we need to find the others. We need to save them." Nick appeared by my shoulder.
"How, Nick?"
"Good question. I don't know."
"Who is she? You know all of these questions are spewing out of my head and mouth and I don't have any idea what to do."
"Calm down. Okay neither do I. But we'll find a way. We will." he assured me, rubbing my back. And here comes all the feelings I tried locking away. Tears, frustration, anger. Nothing could be done to stop what I was going through. Then again, this is what I get for being able to feel other people's emotions and reactons, isn't it? It's too overwhelming. Feelings of sadness, anger, happiness, denial, etc. just over writing my brain.

I soon got enough courage to realize that I had already slid down the wall. As I stood up, I saw a newspaper sitting on a stand. I walked over and picked the paper up, and on the very front has my picture, with a label saying 'Missing Teen: She can see a future!' And we're all screwed. I take a quick look around and no one sees me, well except Nick but he's like me. Anyway I walk out of gas station and into the van I came out of. But I must've took a wrong turn because I ran into trouble. The person I ran into who I tried running- well not exactly but you get the point- from is now here. I can't escape.

"Dad?"

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