4. The Mysterious Thingy

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 A/N yahhhh! Hi guys! This chapter was completely written by @fuzzypaws123 and I love that girl! This chapter came out so awesome! She's an amazing writer! Check out her books peeps!

Anyways, on with the book!)

I tried to find the 'mystery' guy, but I ended up with no success. Maybe I was just imagining things, but it felt so real, it has to be. I know it is, I'm not crazy! Wait. Or am I? Shaking my head, I searched for him, remembering every single detail of how he looked. His eyes were the most intriguing ones I have ever - no Amy! He is a thief! He doesn't deserve your wonderful thoughts about him! Arghh! Stupid emotions!

If I had not being so awe struck I would have ran after him! Finding success, is just so hard... Success, my dear friends, is an enemy of mine, has always been and always will be. After no luck in finding the mysterious guy, hanging my head, I walked in the direction of where I originally came from. Stupid Amy, just stupid! I kick stones in my direction sloppily. Not being able to find the guy had really kicked me in the gut. I don't know why. The unanswered questions I had lingered in my mind, making my curiosity grow wild. Maybe I shouldn't be so curious, they did say curiosity killed the cat, but, come on, the cat has nine lives! I arrive back to notice a large crowd circled like how they would be when someone fought, though this didn't seem like a fight. Many argued pointing at something I couldn't see. What was it? I feel something snap in me as I run near to the crowd, lightly shoving, okay maybe not lightly, but I had to know what this pitter patter was all about! Call me an overly curious person, but when there is a mystery to life, you have to solve it. I end up shoving loads of people till I was able to get through to the front. I stifle a gasp as I notice what was in front of me. No, it wasn't the Easter Bunny, but I wish it was, but this seemed more unusual. Yes, seeing a talking bunny is unusual but I'm weird and I think differently . This object was what I presumed a lot of people called 'metal'? It was shaped in a form of a ship, sort of like a bomb? As if I was in a trance I walk over to it, by now I was really intrigued, not like I was with the boy-darn Amy! Stop thinking of him. I hear screams of protests as I near it. As I arrive close to it, I kneel down, brushing my fingers lightly over the top of the object. Almost immediately, in response to my touch, the ship like thing, opens up. Surprising it doesn't make a sound except for a slight click. By now, the people were screaming ,I don't get them ,what could possibly-.I spoke to soon. The ship had now fully opened and young three identical women appear in front of me. I continue to kneel,staring at them,shocked. The one in the middle raises her finger pointing it at me. The other two directed their intense gaze at the others.

"You..." She whispers

"Me?" I ask startled

"Chosen...untold....you"

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