What the fuck was I doing? Fuck. Azibo had me digging a damn well for the village and I wasn’t asking anymore why of it just going along.

Hell I got in a few games of chess as I waited for whatever answers it is Azibo was holding back from me. There was something. I felt it and I knew everyone in the village knew what it was but me.

I started to get comfortable and then I felt something was off. Omarion. He was hurt and in trouble.

When I imagined him in trouble I came to myself and started packing for the trip back to the city. I was heading to my bike when Azibo stopped me. “Your training is over. You will not get back in time on your bike.”

“I’ve had enough of games alien. Don’t get in my way. I’ve wasted enough time here.”

“No games. I’m suggesting you just take one step and you’ll return to the city. Picture the city in your head and your brother’s elemental flame energy. You will appear in the city near him. Don’t try just do it.”

I stared at him. “Why did you bring me here?”

“I did not call you here. You called out to me. Everything I have is yours, Largo. Though your mother took you away from me. You still found your way back home to your people to me. We will talk later. Do as I say. Your brother needs your help. Go. NOW!”

My mind felt weird for a second like it was slight in two. I was in two places at once but I existed outside of both and then I fell. Downward until. I landed back in the city. I had questions but I put those questions aside. I needed to find my brother. I needed to find Omarion.