“Lillianna, lemme tell you something…” said Brianna, sitting on my bed.

  A few days have passed since the ‘incident’. Sometimes, people praise us like heroes for defeating the crew.

  “Uh huh,”

  “Well, I have a feeling that you’re not a witch like the rest of us,” said Brianna quietly.

  “Okay???? Then what am I? A monster? Vampire? Werewolf?” I asked, not believing Brianna.

  “No, Lillianna. I have a vision that you have prophetic powers. I heard that you wrote about something like what happened a few days ago during writing class.”

  “So? That doesn’t explain how!”

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  “Well, you know about faes, right? And dark and light faes? And you’re a mixture of both.

  “ Now, get yourself comfy for a long long story! Okay, so, a long long time ago, there were two races of faes-the dark and the light. They were at war, and to end the war, a super powerful witch made a spell that if they want their offsprings to have powers, they have to combine the two types. If they’re pure dark or light, they will only have levitating powers. A long time ago, the light faes had powers to make illusions and shadows, and the dark faes can predict the future.” said Brianna.

  “Wow, so supposedly, my parents are either dark or light!” I exclaimed.

  “Yes, and I have a feeling that the rebels know that, but didn’t give you the full story.”

  “Okay…”

  Suddenly, I bolted up straight.

  “ A Big war is coming soon. Azariah just raised an army,” I gasped, as visions flashed across my eyes. Brianna rushed out and came back with my crew.

  “We gotta tell the government soon!” yelled Adelaide.