It was kinda foggy out, and I squinted. "Ah, so your the ones I have to fight?" Came a voice, with a french acsent. "Show yourself!" Luke shouted. "Yes sir, whatever you say...." In a flash, Luke was on the ground, with a short little guy standing on top of him. He grinned. "why hello... You're here to avenge the other one?" "Get off of Luke, now." "Fine." Getting off of him, the french dude tossed Luke into the wall. He crumpled to the ground. Now I was angry. Vines shot out of the ground, almost cetching him. But he jumped. High. Like, really, really high. "He... well, he can jump, apperently." Luke walked up, his lip bleeding. He wiped the blood off."Hold on, okay?" "Wha?" After he snapped his fingers, a large gust of wind blew so hard, I had to anchor myself  with vines. The master crashed to the ground. I made vines wrap around him, and he was cought. "This is what happens when someone messes with us." I glared. "Who sent you? Whats you're name?" "I will never tell you." He spat, then started glowing, turing into a frog, and started bouncing away. I went to go chase after it, but Luke grabbed my aholder. "Let him go." I shivered. It was so dang cold. Jasper wrapped his arms around me. "Lets go."  We walked into the house. I climbed on the couch, sitting next to Jaspers feet. "He's  gone. We took care of him." I said, closing my eyes. "Is he dead?" He asked. "Uh, no... Got away." "Dang it." "Hey." i opend my eyes, looking at him. "What are your powers? We helped you, so you have show us." "Right." He slowly stood up, streched, then took a deep breath.  Woosh! I gasped. Lukes eyes were wide. Jasper was standing in the middle of the room with large, feathery.... Wings! "You like em?" He asked, grinnning. "Can you..... fly?" Questioned Luke, seeming hypnotised. "Well, yah. Its preatty pointless to have wings but still be unable to fly." He sat down. "So, when are yu going to kick me out? I can leave, at the earliest, tomarrow." He folded the wings back. "What? No! You should stay. As long as you want." Soon after that, we crashed. I was so tired, maby because I used my powers. I hadent used them in a while and it was just to much for me.

I woke up in my room to the smell of breakfast, a light snow falling outside and..... Jasper sitting in my stuffed, green, bean bag chair. His eyes were closed, but he was smiling slightly. "Mornin, Oak. Want some breakfast? I was going to start eating, but desided to wait for you." My first reaction was to think of family. "Wheres Luke? What did you do with him?" He opened his eyes, looking hurt. "He went on a date with his girlfreind. Said he'd be back at seven." Rolling his sholders, he exstedded his white angelic wings, wrapping them around hisself. He poked his face in, so all I could see left of him was his overly gelled spicky hair. He looked like a fuzzy cacoon. I lauged.