My story Part 2!

Okay, here's part 2 of Super Sensations!

“This...is big.” She said sternly. “This. This will change your life. For the worse. But you must tell only the designated five. No one else.” She handed the book to me slowly.

 “Do I have to read it...now?” I asked, examining the cover. It was thick. The most heavenly baby blue leather cover was in place. Around it was a leather band, multi-colored. Smooth move. It wrecked the whole flow of the cover. There were five colors on the band, deep blue, only a bit darker than the cover, green, red, white, and black. Jessica nodded, and led me upstairs to a small white room. Everything from the bed to the walls to the carpet was white. She sat the book and my bag on the bed, glancing at me warily as she left. I stood in the middle of the room for a long minute, before examining the room again. There were three doors, with signs over them. The one Jessica had left through was marked “Exit”. There was one labeled “Bathroom” and one declared as “Closet”. I went into the bathroom. There was a note taped to the mirror, telling me this was my bathroom, non-comunal. Thank goodness for that. I looked at my reflection in the glass. My hair fell just past my shoulders, into messy disarray. It was that shade of black that was pretty much brown. My eyes were a brilliant blue. My skin was pale and freckled. I glared at my reflection, dragging a hand through my hair, before going back into my new room. I moved the book to my desk, and plopped into the bed. No way was I reading when I had major jet lag. I fell unconcious eaisily, visions of the ocean filling my head, as they often did these days. 
 I woke to the smell of bacon. Walking downstairs I found Jessica at the stove. I grunted my greeting and she turned and smiled. 
 “The book?” She asked. I was confused for a minute, then remembered my hectic arrival. I shook my head. 
 “I was majorly tired, Jessica.” I informed her. She smiled. 
 “Call me Jess. And you can read it today. I’d actually rather me here to explain it to you.” She turned back to the stove. It was silent for a moment, before she handed me a plate full of bacon and eggs, my favorite breakfast. After I stuffed my face, Jess commanded that I retrive the book. After we were settled nicely on the sofa, she twisted the band off. I pulled the cover back, and examined the title page. It was blank exept for five little pictures in the center, arranged into a circle. A raindrop, a flame, a four leaf clover, three swirls that looked like they were supposed to represent wind, and a hand, palm out. I flipped to the first page.

 This isn’t a story. This is in no way fiction. This is everything you need to know. Need, not want. In fact, you probably don’t want to hear any of this. But you have to. If you are reading this, you need to know this is true.
 First you must learn of your family tree. Five generations backwards in fact. There was you. Then your parants. In your case, your mother. Then your grandfather on your mother’s side. Then your grandfathers mother, or your great grandmother. Your great grandmother’s mother. And last, your great great grandmother’s parents. Your great great great grandparents. Their names were James and Kathren. And they wern’t always human. After this, the truth winds like a legand. But belive every word, or there will be terrible concequences. 

 I looked at Jess in dismay. She flipped the page and pointed at the letters. I continued to read, not sure what to think.

 James was god of the elements. God, as in Zues and Mars and Artemis. And Kathren was Godess of the Mind. They met, and fell in love. How or why is not important. Only that they did, and got married. This was a taboo. The mind and the elements must always be kept seprate, for they are very differant things. Thus they gained many enemies, which you will learn of later. They had to escape from one terrible man, Kathren’s father. So they made a change that changed their, and your, lives. They became human. This was a terrible thing to have to resort to. And compleatly permenant. They made the transformation, and bore five children. James and Kathren had no magic left, but it was revealed that the mix of mind and elements had made their children half breeds, capable of godship and humanity. In horror of what they had done, they scattered their children across the globe, one on each conteient. One child, by the name of Ransom, could predict the future. And he predicted that in the fifth generation of their children, there would be a flex in the relm of the gods. And all hell would break loose. Literally. All the old enemies of the couple would gain new powers, and the only hope to save the earth was to idetify and bring together the fifth generation of the five children, the magic flowing with their blood stronger than ever before. Ransom tried to warn the others, but they disregarded him, not beliving that mixing magic with blood that many times would even give them a slight liking for their element. Ransom had seen clearly the fate of the world, and refused to give in. He looked deep into each of his siblings futures, following the line of their blood down to the fifth generation. It took him three years to simply predict names and elements. After fifty years, he had discovered every single detail of the fifth generation. He wrote his notes clearly and persisly, and died writing the very last sentance. That is when I, his sister Marie, turned them into five books, one for each child. I was the only one who belived Ransom. He had never been wrong before. I know everything about all of you. Lilian, Jason, Kari, Ivory, amd Amelia. This book will detail everyhthing about Lilian, Goddess of the Water.

 I looked up at Jess. She stared at me. I didn’t belive it. It was a wonderful story, and my name was of course Lilian, but...water goddess? Sooo not my scene. 
 “Do you believe?” Jess asked me, eyes wide. I shook my head. She cringed. “You have to Lily!” I looked down at the elagent script. It had to be a prank. 
 A prank where someone writes a book, flies you to Rhode Island, and causes your mother, the strongest person on this planet, to cry? I doubt it. 
  I ignored the longing voice. This was a myth. I mean, powers? No way. No way. Never... I flipped the page.

 

Hello, Lilian. Ransom stated in his notes your human name is Lily. The reality of the situation is you have the elemet of water. It will obey your every whim. Ransom was convinced you are the first link. You will bring the fifth generations together. You must find them each in the correct order, and convince them of their abilities. First Ivory, Goddess of the Air, then Kari, Goddess of the Earth, then Jason, God of the Mind, and last Amelia, Goddess of Flame. They will be on these conteints in order: North America, South America, Austrailia, and Europe. They each have a short description on the next few pages. But first, donn the necklace of the waves, the outlet of your powers.

 I blinked and put the book down. It seemed too real. The only conteinent missing was Antartica, where I was from. My name was Lily. I always loved water, and it did seem to do what I wished, I always found a warm area when I was cold, huge waves avoided me, and I always had enough hot water in the shower, even after my parents both had theirs. I had always chalked it up to luck, but what if it was more? What if it was true? What if I now had to trek across the globe, collecting people? I needed more that this book. I needed proof. The necklace! I rushed up the stairs and dug it out of my pack. I examined it for a moment. It was a pendant of a raindrop, linked onto a silver chain. I fastened it on, and waited. Nothing. No burst of power, no sudden stairwell from the sky. I sighed, walking downstairs slowly. Jess was reading the next page. 
 “Can we take a break, please?” I begged. She nodded, getting up and getting me a glass of water. 
 “Nothing? At all?” She asked, motioning to the necklace that was now around my neck. I shook my head. Taking a sip of water, I pulled out a chair at the bar-like table. I stared down into the water, smiling. I heard Jess gasp. I looked up abruplty. 
 “What?” She pointed to my neck, a huge grin spreading over her face. I looked down. The necklace was glowing. I gasped too, staring down at it. The glow faded and it settled back into it’s former position. I looked up at Jess, stunned. She was practically hopping with joy.
 “It’s true! It’s true! I just felt the power surge! It settled! It realized you were it’s true owner! The book! It’s right!” She was jumping now, squeeling with delight. I blinked, fingering the necklace.
 “You...felt what?” I asked, eve more confused than before. 
 “Oh, I got a little of the magic forever ago. Marie granted me forever life and the power to feel magic flex. That was her abitliy. To grant others with magic and life. If I didn’t teach this to you, I would die. It’s the rules.” She was still rejoicing as she clarified without much clarity. I didn’t know what to do. If I didn’t belive before, I did now. And that meant I had to trek around the globe. I rubbed my temples. 
 “So...what in the world do I do now?” I asked.
 “Read the book of course!” Jess handed it to me, and I opened to the next page.

Ivory (Female)
Location: Rhode Island
Eyes: White
Hair: Blonde
Pendant: Cloud
Title: Ivory, Goddess of the Air
Kari (Female)
Location: El Salvador
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Pendant: Shamrock
Title: Kari, Goddess of the Earth
Jason (Male)
Location: Sydney
Eyes: Black
Hair: Blond
Pendant: (In the form of an anklet) Hand, palm out
Title: Jason, God of the Mind
Amelia (Female)
Location: Romania
Eyes: Red
Hair: Black, red streaked forelock
Pendant: Flame
Title: Amelia, Goddess of Flame

 I sat the book down, and a feeling of dread came over me. How would I find one specific person in El Salvador? Or Rhode Island? Or Romania? It was totally insane. 
 “The pendant. It will lead you to the biggest magic pulses in the area, which happen to be the fifth generation.” She smiled. I nodded, thinking. Maybe it wasn’t impossible. Maybe...just maybe.