Nature's Sign

Chapter 8

"Nature teleporting is a special teleportation. When you Nature teleport, you are basically traveling through nature," Mother Nature says.

I pay attention and watch as Mother Nature disappears from in front of me and appears behind me.

"You can tell when someone is using nature to teleport because there will be a green flash on the ground. You don't have to just teleport on the ground, you can teleport up into a tree," Mother Nature says, teleporting into a tree on the edge of the clearing, "Why don't you try? You have to become one with nature in order to teleport."

I concentrate and focus on a tree at the edge of the clearing. Nothing happens.

"You are too tense. You aren't becoming one with nature," Mother Nature says, walking in front of me, "You still have more training to do if you want to become one with nature."

"Yes, Mother Nature," I say.

"Just don't forget this conversation, it will be important when you can finally teleport using nature," Mother Nature says, leading me into the Tree.

"Alexa, wake up!"

I open my eyes and see Johnathan standing above me. Flame and Sky sit on his shoulders. I sit up and look around. We're in a big, dimly lit room with a rise in the floor over by the far wall. On top of the rise is a big throne made of granite with a red seat and back. There is a red carpet running from the door, up the slope of the rise to the throne. On the ceiling are some red lights that don't emit a lot of light. The throne is the only thing in the huge room, except us.

I stand up and start walking across the granite floor towards the throne.

"Don't you dare touch my throne," A familiar voice says from an alcove in the wall.

I turn towards the voice and see the shadow of a person in the alcove.

"Who are you?" I ask, "Why are you imprisoning us?"

A chuckle comes from the darkness of the person's shadow.

"I'm surprised you didn't recognize my voice, Alexa. Has it really been that long? Why it felt like only yesterday I saw your eyes drill their way into the soul of my retreating body."

The shadow comes closer as the person emerges from the darkness of the alcove wearing a black tuxedo and an oily smile on his face. A boy my age stares at me with deep green eyes. He has neat, greasy, jet black hair, and a pale, oily complexion.

I think about what he said while studying at his familiar looking face. We stare at each other for a minute, while Johnathan, Flame and Sky stand to the side watching awkwardly.

"You really don't recognize me?" The person in a tuxedo says, dropping his smile.

"Well, your face looks familiar, but I can't quite place where I've seen it," I say.

"Think hard, maybe it'll come to you," He says, walking over to the throne and sitting down.

He looks at me and smirks. The realization hits me hard, as if someone was controlling my mind and telling me who this person was. As far as I knew, that is exactly what happened.

"Jake?!" I say is disbelieve.

His smirk gets bigger.

"You finally figured it out. You must have buried your memory of me. I had to tell you for you to figure it out," Jake says.

My eyes go wide and I can't breathe. I clutch my chest.

"What are you doing to her?" Johnathan yells, moving in front of me.