Hana, Age 11, Seattle, WA
My name is Phoebe. I have long blond hair and green eyes, and I am different from most others in the world; I can read thoughts and emotions and transmit my thoughts to others. I had never met anyone else with abilities like mine before the day I am going to tell you about.

I am an orphan, and I never liked orphanages. I prefer to live on my own. I was sitting idly in a park bench one morning when suddenly the ground exploded. cracked open and a man in a dark cloak jumped out. I leapt off the bench as he turned around to face me. I tried to penetrate his mind, but found that it was filled to the brim with evil. No thoughts could be formed inside of it. That scared me. How could someone be that terrible?

"Phoebe," the cloak said. I assumed it was a man because of the deep voice. "I know of your powers. You can come with me and help me. Come here."

I didn't think it was a good idea; I had heard many times never to get into a stranger's car, and obviously following an evil figure to some dark place wasn't a good idea either.

"Why do you want me to come?" I asked, slowly backing away.

By now everyone who had been at the park had either fled in panic or was paralyzed, so the park was relatively quiet. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me: How did he know my name?

"I can help you become much more than an orphan who lives out on the streets. You will become great!"

I shook my head.

"No, thank you."

The cloak seemed to tighten.

"One way or another, you will come. You can choose: willingly, or by force."

"How about not at all?" I was beginning to panic.

"Take her!" he roared.

I looked around.


There wasn't anyone around. Suddenly, a shape burst out of the crack in the ground.
It was in the shape of a human, but slightly larger, and it seemed to be made up of a shadowy substance. Another burst out, and then another. Soon, an army of shadow-people were advancing on me.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if the shadow-people were even solid. The first one swung a sludge hammer, and it barely missed my head, instead knocking into his fellow shadow. He fell to the ground with a thud.

Apparently they were.

Another came at me, and I fell to the ground. I kicked and struggled as the shadows dragged me towards the chasm. I was about to be taken into the darkness, at the mercy of the cloaked figure...

Suddenly, a blast of fire dissolved a shadow. Then, several other fireballs whizzed by, knocking the other shadows into the chasm or dissolving them. I was tossed to the ground after being hit in the head by a desperate shadow. I saw a blurry image of the cloak fleeing into the crack, and then everything went black.

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"Tell me. Where are the other children?" the man with a cloak boomed.

"I don't know. I already told you, I have never seen another kid with magical powers other than Oliver," Luisa answered. She was standing in a metal cage in an underground dungeon. Across from her, a boy with brown hair and deep hazel eyes was trapped likewise.

"You must have."


"Because of your friend. He would be able to track the others with his abilities."

"Thank you for telling me that."

"I will give you another day. If you don't tell me, I will kill you."

Luisa shivered. She had seen the cloaked man kill her sister, Ivy, a year ago. Luisa had escaped with a boy named Oliver.

Luisa had the ability to fly. She had black hair that reached her ears and sparkling green eyes. Her sister had been agile, able to bend her body in any way and leap over buildings. Oliver could sometimes see snippets of the future.

The man walked off.

"We have to find a girl named Phoebe," Oliver said when the man was gone. "She has a long blond braid and green eyes, and she can read minds."


"I don't know." Oliver sat down on the hard ground. "How did you escape last time?"

"You were there."

"I was unconscious, remember?"

"Oh. Well, we have to wait till the guards have left to escape." Luisa craned her neck to see if the shadows were still there. They weren't.

Luisa flew up to the top of the cage and slipped her arm through the bars on the side of the cage. She felt the solid roof, and finally came to a lock. She twisted something, and heard a click. The roof of the cage popped open and she flew out.

"That's why I didn't tell the man that I can fly."

"He thinks your like your sister?"

Luisa nodded and opened Oliver's cage.

"How do I get out?"

Luisa thought for a moment, and then grabbed onto the top of the cage.

"I'm going to turn it on its side."

She began flying downwards, holding the top of the cage. Finally, she placed it on the ground and fell down to the floor.

Oliver crawled out of his cage.

"Are you ok?" he asked. Luisa nodded and stood up. Suddenly, a shadow appeared. When it saw Luisa and Oliver, it yelled. The room echoed with footsteps as other shadows raced toward it.

"Come on!" Luisa said frantically. "This way."

They ran, with the shadow pursuing them, down a tunnel and out into open air. Panting, they both staggered onto the grass. The shadow gave up.

"That's her!" Oliver exclaimed. He was pointing at a girl. She had a blond braid and green eyes. Somehow, by chance, they had found Phoebe.

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My eyes flickered open. A boy with black hair, dark eyes, and seemingly smoking clothes was standing over me.
"Did me?" I asked tentatively, standing up.

"Yes. My name is Noah," the boy said.

"I'm Phoebe. Can you make fire come out of your hands?" I asked. Noah nodded.

"What's your power?"

"How do you know I have a power?" I was confused.

"The man in the cloak is trying to capture all of the children with magical powers and use them for something," Noah explained.

"Hello?" a voice called. We turned to see a girl with bouncy black hair and a brown haired, hazel eyed boy coming toward us.

Oliver and Luisa joined us. We will always be on the run, trying to escape the clutches of the evil man. But now we aren't alone.
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