Ms. Neal was a good friend of my mom’s, hell she went to thanksgiving with us, but I didn’t think she would provide a sanctum for me in her Sanctum Sanctorum. She cherished this library and the books like her kids if she had any. I used to come to this library to read and hear about my mom’s high school days, it was hilarious.

I was in her steel compartment behind a bookshelf. I saw Amya start to wake. She opened her eyes as I heard someone enter the library. She looked confused and like she had a weird dream. “Where are we and why is your hair silver?” Amya asked with confusion. “I think my hair shows my emotions in color or at least the strongest one in color and we are in the library in a secret compartment behind a bookshelf,” I said matter of factly. “Wait did the librarian pull a book from the shelf and it revealed this room?” She asked me this and I nodded. She had snorted at this. I heard a man’s voice saying “I want this whole library checked for Kai Kermono and Amya Cooper, stat!” I recognized that voice. “Shit we need to keep quiet”.

I looked toward Amya and saw that she was confused. I ignited a silent flame on my pinkie and wrote five words “Ford and Brent are here”. She looked at me with apparent fear in her eyes as I heard Ms.Neal say “Sir I need to see a warrant before I let you and your goons ravage my library”. “I am a military officer and your lucky I didn’t blow your head off for that.” “Yeah right before you get sued or fired, Major Asshole.” I heard a kid say that and I imagined him saluting mockingly. I heard rocks lift from the ground and that confirmed Brent’s presence. I tried to run to the exit but Amya, mediating, grabbed my hand and gave me a look that said “You will only make this worse for them”. I wrote with fire on the floor and it said: “They could DIE!“. She mouthed “I know” with a look of remembrance. Then I had an idea.

If I couldn’t help maybe my dad’s friends could. I took out my phone and called 911. It dialed and I heard just the person I wanted, My dad. “Hey, Dad you remember Ms. Neal’s library right?” “Yeah, why son?” “Well, a government commander is illegally searching her library.” “On my way but once this is tied up explain why the hell your mom says you have powers!” After that, he hangs up. “Who was that?” I looked toward Amya as she did with me. “My dad, he’s a police officer,” I said as Amya came ever closer and sat next to me. The room shook and Amya somehow ended up on top of me. Our lips passionately touched my tongue in her mouth and hers in mine. We kissed for what felt like forever and I would have liked that to happen.

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After a while, I hear the shelf open but am too distracted to look. “I was worried and you’re just sucking face over here with a girl I’ve never met.” Amya got off me and I looked to see my dad in the doorway. I got up and dragged Amya to my dad, who was pissed. “We need to talk,” said my dad. “I know, follow me.” We walk behind a bookshelf. I lit my pinky and carried it over to my ring to my middle and so forth. “What the flying hell?!?!” My dad exclaimed. I looked at Amya and she looked like she was concentrating, I saw a stick of water intertwine with my fire and It made a heart. Half water half fire, What a weird combination! It soon turned into a steam heart and crystallized.

“Wait, you both have powers?” My dad exclaimed. “Dad this is my girlfriend,” I looked toward her and she gave me a silent yes, “Amya. Amya meet officer Kermono or my dad.” He looked at her with bewilderment. “So what is the full extent of your... abilities.” “Well so far I know that I can control fire, she can control water, and Brent, he can control earth. If we’re going off Chinese elements there should be 2 more of them but if we are going off the last Airbender. There should be one more.” “The Airbender!” Amya said. My dad looked at her like she was UFO, an unidentified flying object. “What? Guys aren’t the only ones who watch Avatar.”

I suddenly heard a voice in my head that was familiar and foreign at the same time. ”Το δεύτερο. Μην πεις σε κανέναν για μένα." It said means “The second one. Do not tell anyone about me.” “Why should I and why are you speaking Greek and how can I understand it and who the hell are you,” I said to the voice. ”Αυτό δεν είναι σημαντικό.” Which meant “That is not important.” Why the hell do I understand Greek, I thought. ”Όλα θα εξηγηθούν όχι τώρα,” which translated to “All will be explained just not right now.” I felt someone shaking me violently and then it suddenly stopped. I then felt someone slap me.

“Ow,” I opened my eyes. I didn’t even know they shut. I saw Amya near my face and my dad on the bookshelf with a look of pure fear. “I’m sorry but you fainted and started to sprout gibberish,” Amya said with concern. “It wasn’t gibberish, it was Greek,” I said. “You never took the Greek language or history. So how the hell did you know that was Greek then?” My dad said while settling down from his fear. “Remember last year my brother and I went to hang out and we were gone for a month?” “Yeah what about it, dad?” ” Well, when we were mountain climbing we found a cave with some Greek writing on it. It said ’one to burn, one to drown, one to bury, and one to suffocate.” “Do you think it could be referring to us?” Amya said with concern. “Wait how do you know greek?” “Classes.” “Cool.” “Well I better get going, you two lovebirds don’t cause any trouble now,” and with that, he left the library. “What happened earlier?” Amya asked. “I chatted with someone and I need to find out who,” I answered. I closed my eyes and thought, come on asshole reveal yourself!