"Flora Fickle," the lady started walking towards me, "you are coming with us."

"I would but," I started to back out of the living room and into the kitchen, "I have school. Still figuring out how to be a proper lady of society."

"We aren't in the Victorian era," she stated, still walking towards me. "Besides, once we have what we need, you can go back to school."

I hummed in response. "Well, I take back what I said in that case," I smiled at them and reached behind my back to slowly open the draw. "I might just be on the right track. I mean, I've already got kitchen utensils down."

I grabbed onto the handle of the first thing I felt, hoping it was a knife and pulled it out. Unfortunately, it was not a knife, but a ladle. The person laughed at me.

"What are you gonna do with that?" She asked. "I'm not a soup."

"I'm gonna scoop your eye out," I smiled innocently, "kick you to the ground, and step on your nose. Your friend's gonna come over to help, so I'll lock my legs around theirs and force them to the ground. And when your third mate tries to get a hit, I'll kick him in the nuts and whack him on the head with this ladle. Then my cousin Zak and I, will drag you guys out of the house and lock the door. Sound good to you?"

The three Clark Corporation employee's scoffed at my very specific statement. The lady made the mistake of trying to force me to go with them. But I was anticipating her lunging towards me, and I am a woman of my word. Before she got the chance to lay a hand on me, I stuck the ladle into her eye, and yanked that sucker right out. And as promised, I kicked her to the ground, and stepped on her nose. She did little to fight back of course, seeing as she was in so much pain from me removing her eye for her.

As for the other things I said I would do, well, I had already attacked the girl like I said I would, and I didn't want the other two to get jealous. So, they got what I promised for them as well.

I ducked as the second one attacked, crouching down so that my hands could rest on the ground. I swung my legs and twisted myself so that I could latch my legs onto their ankles and twisted so that they fell to the ground. I hadn't accounted for their head to hit the kitchen counter and knock them unconscious, but it was probably better that way.

The last guy was practically on top of me, which was a mistake on his part. Give my foot great access to his groin. He doubled over and I used the ladle to hit his head hard enough that it actually started to bleed. However, I can't tell if that's a whoops moment or not. I'm leaning towards it not being a whoops moment though.

I got to my feet, threw the ladle in the sink, and dusted myself off.

"Did I not tell you what my plan was?" I asked and turned to see Zak leaning against the wall, holding his head with his jaw on the floor.

"Did you just beat up three adults with a ladle?" Zak asked.

"Yes," I nodded. "Now would you please help me drag them outside so that you can actually lock the door," I said as more of an order than a question.

Zak nodded and helped me drag them outside. We managed to get all three of them outside, and Zak locked the door. I sighed in relief. They couldn't get in without breaking a window, or damaging the door, and I'm guessing they wanted to keep their mission on the down low.

"You're right," Zak said, "I'm not badass."

"Thank you for realising that," I panted. "But unfortunately, it's not helpful."

Zak groaned and I sunk to the ground, the pure adrenaline I had been running on had left my system. I definitely needed a nap. And a long one.

I woke up when I was yanked, literally, off of my bed. I landed with a painful thud on the ground, seeing as my bed was above my desk. I groaned and opened my eyes to see Jade standing above me, still in her Nangidon uniform. I groaned and got off of the ground, seeing as she probably had something important to tell me, otherwise I would still be in bed.

"Zak said that you wanted to talk?" Jade asked.

I raised an eyebrow. Did I want to talk to her? What on Earth would I need to talk to Jade about? Oh wait!

"Right yeah uh," I cleared my throat, "I just wanted to know...," I sighed. "Do you know anything about Mum surviving an impossible fall when she was still in law school?"

Jade smirked. "I knew it," she mumbled. "You started getting the dreams, didn't you?"

Gee, thanks Jade! It would've been really nice to know you understood what was going on! Maybe you could've spoken to me when I turned fifteen? Or when we moved here? Or when you started getting them? No? Okay, well you've been a really helpful sister!

"What do they mean?" I asked instead of verbalising my not-so friendly thoughts.

Jade shrugged. "Mum never told you?" Jade asked.

I sighed. Of course. Mum told Jade everything and left me to figure all of this out on my own, because clearly Jade is her favourite! Clearly, I've just been the delinquent daughter that could never measure up to the perfection that is Jade.

Jade scoffed. "She never taught you anything."

"Way to state the obvious," I rolled my eyes. "All I know is, there was this big ball of light, that really fucking hurt to walk into, and then this red light appeared and started tearing the place apart to try and kill me."

"Wait, what?" Jade pulled a confused expression. "That's not supposed to happen. You're supposed to walk through the light and appear in the Altar. So, you haven't even met Mors?"

"No, I met Mors," I nodded. "Sliced my own neck open in the city, woke up in this white thing, and Mors refused to explain any of it to me."

"But that's against the rules!" Jade exclaimed. "Look, I can't speak from experience because I have recently discovered I am not like you and Mum. I'm human," Jade shivered at the thought. "I'm guessing it's got something to do with what happened all those centuries ago, but if you break the rules, there are serious consequences."

"What!?" I shouted. Jade wasn't like me! She was a human! Okay, it's been officially confirmed that I am not, but how is it Jade's human and I'm not! She's, my sister! Mum is her Mother! How can Mum be immortal and then not pass that on to Jade!?

"Mum said that she only found out her daughter was immortal after some chick named Aqua found out her son was immortal," Jade said. "Apparently, he was supposed to be a still birth, but wasn't, I don't know what happened there. But at that point you hadn't been born yet, so I don't know if she thought I was the immortal one, or if it was something else. But I figured she would've at least told you something."

"Told me something!?" I screamed. "She barely even explained why she was grounding me, and you expected her to tell me this!?"

"Yes, you're her daughter!" Jade exclaimed. "Look, do you know why Mors didn't explain it to you?"

"I don't know," I rushed, "some bitch named Maddie told him cauliflower wouldn't exist? Something Cassie said wouldn't come true?"

"Kassandra," Jade corrected before a light bulb went off in her head. "Kassandra's prophecies!"

"Prophecies?" I asked. "What, you mean like sitting around a glass ball and telling people they're gonna have a nice life when you really have no idea what's going on?"

"No," Jade sighed. "Look, I can't tell you too much. If Kassandra doesn't want you to know, I'm not allowed to explain. But there was this curse that prevented people like you from existing."

"So, how are Mum and I here?" I asked.

"Not people like Mum," Jade shook her head, "people like you. You and Mum aren't the same thing."

"Well then what the Hell am I!?" I exclaimed. "And what the Hell is she!? Just tell me already!"

"I can't!" Jade shouted. "Look, once the collision happens, maybe that's when you'll be allowed to know? Look, I don't know everything. Mum promised she'd explain more to me after I started getting the dreams, but then I never got them."

"Okay, well what are the dreams for!?" I exclaimed.

"I don't know what your dreams are for, because it's not supposed to happen that way!" Jade groaned in annoyance. "What happened when you saw the light?"

"The light?" I raised an eyebrow.

Wasn't she supposed to have all of the answers? Seeing as Mum told her everything and didn't even explain to me what she was. Why was I answering her questions? She already knew what happened! She knew about the dreams, Mors, the Altar, the immortality, this Kassandra person, that Aqua chick, the rules, and whatever curse there was centuries ago!

"I don't know," I shrugged. "It appeared, it told me it had the answers I was looking for, and it fell onto me and hurt like Hell."

"Okay...," Jade started pacing. "What happened as you were walking up to it?"

"What?" I pulled a face at her. "Nothing. I mean, at one point I stepped onto bindii infested grass? Is that important?"

"Wait," Jade stopped. "the dream was trying to stop you from reaching the light? That shouldn't happen."

"Well, it did," I said exasperatedly. "There seems to be a lot of; 'that's not supposed to happen's being thrown around. Is it possible you just don't know what's going on?"

Jade closed her mouth and appeared to be slightly taken aback. But then she looked down, and I felt a weight form in my chest. I wasn't feeling guilty. No way. Jade had been an awful sister for years, and I wasn't feeling guilty for upsetting her. But ... she looked so hurt. Like I had hit a sensitive spot. I almost felt bad for her. Almost.

She had grown up, hearing these stories about how she was immortal, and not a human, and then she discovered that she was in fact human. But I was having an identity crisis, and while it wasn't a competition, I knew mine definitely trumped hers. Okay, yes that was a little selfish, but I needed help! She was the older sister! She was supposed to be the mature one! Not me!

"Mum didn't explain everything to me, okay," Jade sighed. "She told me bits and pieces but promised to explain the rest after I ascended. You've ascended, and that's why you heal overnight, and can't die. But ... the way you've described your dreams, it isn't normal."

"None of this is normal Jade!" I exclaimed. "In what way, is it possible that this could be stranger?"

"Because if it was going how it's supposed to go, all of this would've already been explained to you," Jade fiddled with her mousy brown hair, and looked as though in thought. "You said something about the dream trying to kill you?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess," I groaned, "it's not supposed to happen like that?"

Jade looked down.

I sighed in very clear annoyance. "This red-light starting ripping through the world and chasing me down."

"Red light?" Jade's eyes went wide, and her face went pale. "No... It isn't possible. She hasn't been here in centuries..."

"Please tell me there isn't some psycho supernatural chick that wants to suck the magic or whatever out of me," I groaned. "That would just pile on top of everything."

"You don't have to be worried about her," Jade shook her head. "The lady I'm referring to is harmless. It's her children."

"What about them?" I shrugged. "Are they like, distant cousins that think something is their birthright?"

"You watch way too much fantasy TV," Jade sighed. "No. The problem is Esthem hasn't had children in centuries. Her last kid went off the rails, nearly destroyed the world."

"I'm sorry, her name is what?" I asked. "Why does everyone have such weird names!? Mors, Esthem, Aqua, that Maddie bitch also mentioned someone named Tempus."

"You met Madeline?" Jade asked. "How? You said Mors didn't tell you anything? Did you leave the Altar?"

"Maddie was in the Altar," I grumbled. "She convinced Mors to not tell me anything. I did leave the Altar at some point. After Mors killed me because I was out of control. I woke up in some fancy bedroom. Mors was talking to some Asian man I never caught the name of."

Jade looked down, a sadness glinting in her eyes. "I don't know how much I'm allowed to tell you, so I won't tell you much more," she explained, "but your immortality only lasts in certain places. You break a leg in your dreams; you struggle to walk the next day. You die in your dreams; you struggle to breathe the next day."

"So, basically, you're immortal, but dying is still bad," I recited, "and when you're asleep you can die?"

"Yes," Jade nodded.

"Perfect," I sighed. "So, I take it I won't get any more answers out of you?"

Jade shook her head.

It was probably the closest thing to bonding we'd ever done. Usually, we would bicker and bicker until someone offended the other, or hurt the other, in which case that person got in trouble. That person was usually me; I'll admit that much. But it was usually super unfair. Because Jade said some very hurtful things, and we reacted differently when we got offended. Jade would go quiet, and I would get louder. If I went quiet, it would probably be a bloody miracle.

After a few minutes I could hear the clanking off Samara's footsteps, and Zak was talking to her. Jade and I both got up and went to see her. She was officially the only one out of all of us, that had no idea what was going on. And I wanted to keep things that way.

I had already put Zak in danger by telling him, and Jade knew a lot more than me, so she'd always had a target on her back. But Samara? Samara was similar to Addison in that sense. She would freak out, and kick Jade and I out of her house. It wasn't a happy thought, but it was a true one.

Samara still looked as neat, tidy, and perfect as always. Her hair was in a neat bun, her clothes had no wrinkles, her glasses were clean and clear as water, and her stance was proud. She was the image of organisation, and we were the exact opposite. Telling her would ruin her orderly way of life.