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wild ride. I honestly can’t wait for the fun to begin.
    The landing is smooth, and we disembark with no problems. Flying on a government plane means there are no customs, and no one to check us for weapons. Even here in Australia, where gun laws are so stringent, we can walk off a plane with bags filled with ammo, and no one stops us. God bless the U.S.A.
    “Are you ready?” the Creator asks us.
    “No,” the voice whispers to me, “you’re not ready.” I ignore it.
    “Yes,” we all say in unison.
    “Good. You’ll each find a boat waiting for you at the Port of Derby. Make your way there, and get to the island as fast as you can. Time is of the essence.”
    We’re splitting up? And he’s not even taking us there? Something seems wrong.
    “It’s all wrong. Run, but not to a boat. Run from here. I’ll show you the way,” the voice tells me. Once again, I choose to ignore it. I run, but to my destiny, and not away from it.

Sabrina
    S omething is very wrong . I can feel it in the air around me. My brothers and sisters aren’t all focused on the mission. Back at the facility, we were all working as one, but now there are those who doubt what we are doing. They doubt the Creator, and our mission. The others are dedicated to what we have to do. I can’t pinpoint who feels what, but I know it will become a problem.
    Right now, I need to run. The seaport isn’t far, and I don’t want to be last. I have no control over the boat I’ll be taking, or its captain, but I can try and make sure no one has a head start on me.
    We must look strange to the people here—five teenagers who seem to be running a race through this small town. It’s a race where we all want to win, but we should be doing that together. I don’t like that we’re splitting up, but I’m not in charge, and I inherently know I won’t be able to sway my siblings. If I could, we’d be running together instead of all trying to beat each other to the boats.
    I’m the third one to make it there, with Hinton and Abigail right on my heels. I jump into the nearest boat and yell for him to go. Coalton and Michaela aren’t that far ahead of me, but since we’re supposed to split up, I have a choice to make. Who do I follow?
    I choose to follow Michaela, because I feel that she’s the right choice. The tide is whipping us around, and as we make our way through a chasm between the rocks, our boats are both airborne, cresting on top of a wave that shoots over thirty feet in the air.
    I try to hold on, but it’s no use, so I turn my body and dive for the ocean. I hear screams as I go under, and know they belong to the two captains. I feel the change in the water when they follow me under the tide. I also smell the blood in the water, and know trouble will be coming our way.
    I spin around and see blood.
    I follow its trail and reach the men right as Michaela does the same. Both are bleeding, one from a gash on his leg, and the other from one on his head.
    We each pull one to the surface, because while we don’t seem to have problems breathing underwater, these men are only human; they won’t last long. We break the surface and spot the boats right away. Now that the water has calmed for the moment, getting them back on board is the safest thing for them. Their blood is trailing behind us in the water, and I can sense that Michaela is feeling as nervous as I am. Just as we reach the first boat, it happens.
    A great white crashes down on the other side of the boat, turning it into useless pieces of timber. Our only hope for these men is the other boat, but when I turn, I see that we are now surrounded by sharks on every side. I look to Michaela and she nods. Neither one of us will give up the captains to save ourselves. It’s not that we care about them, specifically, but it just doesn’t feel right to let them die. At least not to me.
    I feel the shift in the air as she tenses, and I know she’s planning a strike. “No. You’d have to let him go