(Hope you guys are enjoying this story so far, It really bums me out that Zam "leaves" before he gets to the good stuff....oh well, his loss...anyway, I'm splitting this one up because without it one chapter would be over 3500 words...lol let me know what you think!)

Saturday, September 6, 2014, 8:52 a.m.

"I can't believe this..." Kristen says as she sits down next to Blake.

"I know...It's one of those things that you just can't grasp."

"Just like when..." Kristen stops as Blake looks up to her, "When Mom and Dad died...

Authorities have pretty much blocked off the area, fire fighters have put out the fire, all the people that were in need of medical attention were taking off to the hospital, and the only people allowed in the area, were those that lived there, or were helping out friends and family members.

Blake stares at all the destruction around him. He closes his eyes for a small moment as thoughts go through his head.

"Kristen, it's your turn, you must take care of Blake..."

Kristen stands inside a hospital room, an older woman inside a hospital bed, heart rate fading, little Blake standing outside the room, looking in from the window. All of them were crying.

"For as long as you live, just remember, I will always be with you...and Blake...Blake...BLAKE"

Blake comes out of his thinking state to find Kristen screaming beside him, and yelling. Blake looks down to his hands, and they're both on fire. No ordinary fire, the fire was a deep dark blue. It faded into a lighter blue as it burned on though.

Blake tries to compress the fire, slapping himself, but it just builds the fire up. People from around start to hear the screaming and look out to see what the problem is. Finally, someone comes out with a bucket of water, and throws it on Blake, who was rolling on the ground.

He gets up, and looks at his hands...the creases in his hands were a glowing blue, that faded away.

"What the heck?" he says, before something comes to his head.

Kristen tries to help Blake up, but he quickly runs into the backyard.

"Blake!" She yells.

Blake looks around the yard, and soon the rock catches his eye, he kneels down beside it, and stares at it, noticing the markings of a blue on it.

He picks it up, and stares at it before taking it back inside.

Meanwhile...

Brandon sits inside a ventilation duct...he is breathing hard, trying to be quiet. He looks around him, without moving his head when a black knife pierces through the vent to the left of him, he quickly kicks the vent open, and runs out into an office building, holding his arm, dodging businessmen and secretaries roaming the halls.

"Excuse me, pardon me!" he says has he passes each one. He looks back to see if anyone is following him, he looks back in front as he pushes the door open with force, he runs out onto the street in the middle of a city. He looks around him quickly, still breathing hard. He calls for a taxi, and it drives off.

Last Night...

Zane sits down inside a huge crater. In front of him is a big gray machine. He walks up to it, and presses his hands up to it. A beam comes from the top of the machine, which looks like a big round ball, and into his brain. Zane falls to his knees. He whispers something.

Brandon is hiding behind a bush, watching the whole thing in shock. Not understanding what's going on, he walks down to get a closer look. He hides behind a big pile of dirt created by the impact. He looks over, and Zane is not seen.

"What the heck?"

"What do you think you're doing?" Zane says from behind him.

Brandon quickly turns around as his heart jumps, but he sees nothing.

"Zane?"

"What's wrong? Can't find me?"

Brandon looks to face the pile of dirt. The light from the patio light illuminates the dirt, and he sees a black shadow...but there is nothing to create that shadow.

Brandon backs up slowly, until he backs into a fence. He can see the shadow coming closer to him on the ground. Brandon runs over the shadow, and a hand comes from the ground, and grabs his ankle. Brandon falls to the ground, and lands on his arm awkwardly.

Zane phases up from the ground, he is wearing a full black costume along with a black belt, black boots, and black gloves.
"Zane, what has happened to you?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

Zane grabs him by the shirt collar, "If I ever see you snooping around me again, you'll be buried alive, and I won't even use a shovel."

He throws Brandon against the pile of rocks and dirt. Brandon leans against it, holding his arm. Zane turns around ready to go back into his house, when a rock hits the back of his head.

He turns around.

"That wasn't nice..."

"I ain't scared of you."

A black and dark purple swirl comes from his hands, and two swords form.

"Okay, now I am a little scared." Brandon says has he quickly runs out onto the street.

"You can run..." he fades into the ground.

Present

Alice and Hank continue to drive on into Atlanta with a new car they rented. They were approaching a toll booth up ahead.

"Glad we got the insurance." Alice says.

"No joke."

The radio turns from Aerosmith to a news report...

"A strange thing as come over a cop, last night, after the meteor disaster, as two nearby cops heard him scream; they examined him, and found a bullet hole in his behind."

Alice and Hank both catch attention to this.

"You know when I told him to shoot himself in the ass, I didn't..." Alice says

"Expect him to listen to us..."

"Yeah...Wait a minute...You read the cops mind...right?"

"I don't know, I think I was, from what I heard, he was a friggin jerk."

"Well, what if I...got powers as well?"

"Like what? Controlling people?"

"Maybe"

"That's ridiculous."

"And reading minds isn't?"

"True..."

They drive up to the toll booth.

"Five dollars"
"You know, toll booths are so stupid, you should just let us in for free!"

Alice stares right at the man. The Man stares back, almost like he was hypnotized

"Five dollars"

Alice sits back in her chair. "Dang it"

Hank hands him the money, and then drives back onto the highway.

"Worked like a charm!" he said sarcastically.

Later that night...

A knock is heard on the hotel room door.

Kristen answers the door. "Hey Brandon"

"Nice place you got here."

"Hey, it was either this, or sleep outside."

"Why can't you just sleep in the house?"

"Like I said, it was either here, or sleep outside."

Brandon chuckles lightly, and walks in as Kristen invites him in. Blake is lying on the bed by the window.

"Hey!"

"Hey" Blake says weakly.

"Somethin' wrong"

"Actually...can I tell you something?"

"What?"

He looks over to see Kristen in the bathroom with the door closed.

"I think those rocks that came from space give us special powers."

Brandon suddenly becomes shocked, as the memory of Zane comes to his head.

"What makes you think that? Did you have a run-in with Zane?"

"Zane? No."

"Then, what is it?"

"Well, I was sitting on my front porch, when I just burst into flames...or at least I think I did."

"There are no burn marks on you."

"That's what's odd."

"Can you do it now?"

"No, I don't know how to, and I've tried."

"Well, then it's probably nothing, listen, I got something that will make you feel better."

"What?"

"He pulls out two tickets from his back pocket"

"Are those sports tickets?"

"Football, Falcons play tomorrow. I got the tickets from my cousin. His dad is a sports writer, and he gets extra tickets to certain games, so, he sent them to me!"

"Brandon, you know I don't like sports."

"Come on, it'll be fun, and I have no one to go with. Please?"

"But Brandon..."

"It'll help you get your mind off things, plus, I'll buy you a foam finger!"

Blake sighs before mumbling, "Fine."

"Yes! Thanks Blake! I'll pick you up here are ten, game starts at one."

"Kay."

Brandon leaves the room, yelling "Bye Kristen"

He hears a faint goodbye, as he closes the door, and on the door, you can see a shadow of a man...however, no one is in sight.

(CHAPTER 5 is also a maybe next week, I'm going to be going to FLorida for a week and a half, but I will have my laptop with me...but whether I remember to write or post it on here is a maybe...expect it though)