Surrounded by Death?

Is this what my life is supposed to be like? That I am to be surrounded in death? I know it's what the future has asked of us but is it really a way to live? Jordan Collier had sent out a video message saying:

Unsafe and easy are what set us on the path to catastrophe in the first place. The chains of comfort are what keep us from reaching for a better world. This new era, it's not coming, it's not on the way. It's here. And we are now seperated from our old lives by a gulf that can never again be reached

Is this really the life I signed up for? My parents and sister have been taken away from me, a best friend was taken away (Eva Rollins), my cousin and her boyfriend (Jade & Ben), and now I have recently come to the discovery that three other of my best friends have been lost to Promicin: Eliaz X. Maer, Karen Giles, and Nina Jem Ferber. Eliaz and I had been friends since the 7th grade. I had met Karen & Nina in high school.

I am starting to loose hope. My mission was to set out and help the 4400 and Promicin Positives but how can I when I am becoming one who losses faith in the cause? And how am I to do my job at NTAC if I start to second guess myself?

Here are what the obituaries had to say

Eliaz X. Maer, age 18, was a bright and gifted young man. Majoring in business at community college, Maer was all ready on his way to the top. The words "quit" certainly were never in his vocabulary. In the fall of 2006, when his father had fallen ill and had to have a double bypass surgery, Eliaz took on his father's work while at the same time managing a part time job, keeping up good grades, and being active in a variety of school activities. "The guy never took a break," said a high school buddy of his. "He was the energizer bunny." Eliaz had gone to school with students Karen Giles and Nina Jem Ferber.

The police have made a statement in saying that the cause of Maer's death was the result of Promicin. Family have refused to comment any further, only saying that what their son did was "the work of Satan himself."

Karen Giles, age 18, died on Wednesday evening from taking Promicin. "It's our fault," explains her father. "She never said it but we drove her to taking that drug. I suggested that if she took Promicin maybe she would be even better. I never thought of the possibility she could die." Giles was an all star in track, making the Varsity track team her Sophomore year of high school. She was active in FCA, Youth for Christ, Acedemic Honor Society, Spanish Honor Society, as well as other organizations. Giles graduated with honors and was attending the University of Texas; her major was undecided.

Nina Jem Ferber, age 17, graduated from high school and was attending TCU and majoring in nursing. She managed to get Promicin from a fraternity party she had gone to on Wednesday night. Nina wasn't much of a social person; a few friends here and there but none she could really count on. "That's why she injected herself," said her roommate. "I think secretly she wanted to die." The friends that Ferber did have thought very highly of her but they too understood her reasons for wanting to take Promicin. "I have nothing against Promicin," said Mr. Ferber. "Our daughter did what she felt she had to do." Mrs. Ferber stated, "It's heartbreaking that she's gone, she was our daughter, how could it not be, but the moment Promicin was introduced to the world we knew she would be one to sign up for it."

Tragedy

I was called into my bosses office yesterday and she told me some unsettling news. They had a female brought in since she was caught distributing Promicin. This female had a list of names which she handed the Promicin to and on that lists were the names of my cousin and soon to be cousin-in-law.

My boss asked if I knew anything about it and I responded honestly by saying I did but that it was not my place to do anything about it free will states that no one has the right to stop anyone else from taking Promicin and because I wasn't on the job at the time when I found out, that I had no legal duty to say anything. I told my boss that I had warned them of the risks and that I told them taking Promicin might be a bad idea for them considering what they had to lose but that in the end the decision wasn't up to me.

My boss looked at me. She said nothing but by reading her thoughts I knew that she felt I had made the wrong decision in not confiscating the Promicin. To each is own.

Instead my boss just looked at me sympathetically and right then I knew there was something wrong. She told me that a few NTAC agents were looking in to the people that were on the list and so they went to Jade's apartment only to have found her and Ben dead on the floor. The autopsy reported they had been dead for 24 hours.

I could not believe it. Then again, was I really surprised by it? I thought I was but at the same time I had this nagging feeling that something would not go right if they took it. I could have prevented this but I didn't.

Before leaving the office, I was given a letter. It was written by Ben. I took the envelope without saying anything and then went back to work. Home was the last place I wanted to be. I wanted to dive into my work and that's what I did until 11:45 pm. I could not deal with their deaths. And I still don't feel I'm ready to. The envelope with Ben's letter still sits in my office, under a bunch of paper work. I'm hoping I will forget about it so I don't have to read it but unfortunately I have to read it eventually. I can't just be stupid and throw it away without knowing his final words. When I have the strength to read it I will.

To make myself feel better I've been reminding myself of Jordan Collier's message: "The war of the future will be fought in the past." I have to believe that my friends died for a purpose. They were very well aware of the risks and they knew what they were doing. They knew the possibility of death lingered over head yet they were willing to take that risk. They were willing to sacrifice their lives for a greater cause. And that's what this world is asking of us now: that we step up to the plate: we either make a home run or we strike out. Everyone making home runs seems like a better idea but there must be a balance and some must strike out.

There will continue to be more deaths- that's unfortunate but it's what is asked of us if we are to prevent the terrible future from coming to pass.

Family Ties: Severed?

Well that's it then. My cousin Jade and her boyfriend, Ben, came over for dinner yesterday. They were able to meet Kai. We got to talking and they told us they were engaged. I was so happy for them. They had been high school sweethearts but at the same time I couldn't help but be a little nervous. The reason: They have made the decision to take Promicin.

I know that it's their lives and I should have no interference in it but these two are a newly engaged couple and I would hate for them to throw it away before they have the chance at being married to each other.

I had the guts to tell them that I knew they were wanting to take Promicin. I played it out cool instead of the way I had pictured in my mind (where I was going to become very angry at them.)

"You're not mad?" Jade asked me.

" A little," I replied. "But I can't interfere. This is your life, it's not mine. You guys have to understand something: ever since I left home, I have devoted myself to the cause- to helping other 4400's and Promicin Positives. I made it my mission after my family died, to continue on in their footsteps. I am always talking about how good the world is with Promicin Positives in it, always teaching classes when I can but it's different when it involves a family member. In this case, family members because Ben I have thought of you as a legitimate cousin since I first met you."

"Of coarse, we understand," replied Ben.

"Then you understand as to why I'm hesitant about the two of you taking it. Promicin can be a great gift if you know what you're doing but at the same time you have to fully know the risks as well as the responsibility that comes with it. Promicin isn't a game: you're making a life or death decision."

"We're ready for it," said Jade.

"Are you really? Look I don't want to sound like I'm trying to stop you because that is the last thing I want to do. I don't want to make myself become the bad guy in your eyes. I am just really concerned and I want you to be aware of the risks."

"Cove," said Ben, "This is the main reason we have come out there. We've been giving it a lot of thought for the past eight months. We do know what we're risking but we're ready for it."

I nodded. "Okay," was all I said. "Well in that case I'm not going to stop you and I'm not going to try to stop you. I just have one more thing before you go."

I went over to the desk and pulled four things from it. I handed one to Jade and one to Ben.

"One of them is a pamphlet that explains the risks of Promicin and the other talks about what to do should you get an ability. I hand them out at the seminars I go to. It would put me at ease knowing you have them with you."

"Thank you," said Jade.

We said our goodbyes and then the two of them left. I stood there standing, with Kai's arms drapped around me; afraid of the bad feeling I was getting within me.

Family Reunion

What are the odds that I would run into family here at my place of living? In my case pretty slim. I grew up in the desert and oddly enough a lot of my family members like it there. I was the only one desperate to complain so much that I would move some place where the sun rarely shines.

Today I was walking along island. Just me and Sei. Kai had to go to work. Up ahead I see two people about my age. They looked familiar but I didn't think it was possible. Sure enough, they saw me and the started walking up to me with smiles on their faces.

It was them! My cousin Jade Rene and her boyfriend, Ben Queen. I could not believe that they were here so I questioned them on it.

"This is awekward," I said to them. "Never would I have expected to see the two of you out here."

"We decided to give it a try," said Jade.

"Now who's following?" I replied with a grin.

My family wasn't really a tight nit one. My parents had brothers but they were never close to any of them despite living in the same place. Jade and I didn't meet until high school for the very first time (we never knew we were related). We tried to see how things would go but the awekward of it all was constantly there. By our Junior and Senior year we had begun making progress to the point where it was less creepy and we became close friends.

"So what are you doing out here?" I asked them. "I thought you were going to St. Mary's."

"We were," Ben replied

"But," Jade took over. "After your little nature project in english class where you related your life to that of Dr. Frankenstein , I couldn't get those Seattle pictures that you showed us out of my head. In the end we ultimately decided to come."

"So what do you plan to do now that you're here?"

"We both have enrolled at the community college so we'll start there and work our way on up," replied Ben.

"That's great," I replied.

"And what have you been up to?" Jade asked. "Since graduation, you just split. No goodbyes, no e-mails, nothing."

"I had to go- there was nothing left out there for me. And you know me, I've always complained that I hated it there too much. I always said I would get out and I did. As of now though I have a job as a Captain for one of the tour boating companies and I also have a job at NTAC."

"You're kidding!" said Ben.

"I wish I was. I'm just trying to do the right thing for both sides."

Ben didn't say anything but after reading his thoughts I grew a little on the defensive.

"You guys aren't thinking about trying anything are you? This place is a major hot zone and I just don't want to see you get hurt."

"You've always worried too much, Cove," said Jade.

I looked at Ben and at Jade. I was able to read their thoughts. Sei began growling and after reading Sei's thoughts I knew he was looking at their pockets. I looked to and I recognized the image.

"Then give me a reason not to worry."

Sei continued to growl and after a little mind reading I was able to tell him to stop and that I would deal with the situation when time called for it.

"Sorry about him," I appologized. "He must see something that doesn't belong."

"Is he okay?" Ben asked.

"Yeah, he's fine. He just doesn't like what he sees that's all."

"Cove, I'm your cousin, everything is cool."

I looked at Jade and Ben and just smiled. I didn't want to crack down on them right then and there. As an NTAC agent it would be my job to continue questioning and then arrest them but thankfully I had the day off so I decided to let it slide.

"You're right, everything is cool. Listen, why don't you guys come over for dinner later. We can talk some more and you'll be able to meet Kai."

"Yeah, that sounds great," replied Jade.

After that they went their own way and I went mine. Sei started talking to me and I replied in a whisper.

"I know they had Promicin. I'll handle it, I promise."

I picked up a stick and tossed it. Sei ran after it and then came back.

"Good boy," I said to him.

A Good Saturday

(written June 25th)

I love my weekend job. Reason: I get to take the boat out on whale watching tours. We had a great Saturday.

(taken from the whale report on the web):

June 23rd: The Island Explorer 3 found J-Pod foraging just south of False Bay.The Orca Whales were spread out over about one mile and were moving north. They changed direction and started heading south and we got some really nice looks at Blossom, J11. We also saw Ruffles, J1, further out and got the best looks at Samish with her offspring Riptide, Hy'shqa, and Suttles. Suttles was very playful with lots of tail-lobs and 2 great breaches!! We also got to see Harbor Seals, Harbor Porpoises, Rhinocerous Auklets, Pigeon Guillemots, Cormorants, and Bull Kelp!

I had a kid on Saturday- he must have been about 7 years old. He was on a trip with his two older brothers. He told me his whole story: After seeing the killer whales at Sea World in San Antonio about a year ago, he said his dream would be complete if he got to see them in the actual wild. His two brothers are both in law school and making good money so with their parents permission, they finally gave that dream to their little brother.

I had the speakers on loud enough to where the tourists could hear the orcas making their clicks and squeaks. I was at the controls when the kid came inside. He wanted to see what it was like and we got to talking. He just stood there quietly, listening to the sound of the orcas and that was when he asked me in the cutest, most innocent voice,

"What do you think they are saying?"I just smiled at him.

I didn't tell him what I thought. I told him what I knew. I told him that Ruffles was thinking of how great it is to be in the water and that he wouldn't want to be any place else. I told him that some of the young ones were laughing it up and having a great time. I told him that the orca, Suttles, wanted to give the boats something fun to see and so he did his breaches and had one heck of a time doing them.

The kid just looked at me and smiled and said, "Yeah that sounds cool. I want to believe that too." I smiled back at him.

I absolutely love my ability: To hear what animals are saying and thinking is just the best gift I could ask for.

The look on the boy's face was just priceless. Definately a moment to keep in my mind. To them what I say are just fun make believe stories but I know better. I've had adults come up and ask me the same question and I simply tell them. A lot of them are impressed by my "imagination".

Not only can I use my ability without any harm but at the same time I am giving people stories to take home with them. Could my life on this end be any greater?

Doing our Job

(written June 20th)
I have two main responsibilites in my life:
-Responsibility to NTAC
-Responsibility to the 4400 and Promicin Positives/takers

While I have set down some roots, I have not forgotten my mission to the latter.

My work partner was able to find out that Abe and I were buddies. He went back to the Eliot house to see if there was anything he could find and sure enough he found our old school year books. For a second I was afraid that he would turn me in since he now figured out that I was trying to help Abe escape (I dared not use my mind reading ability as a way of letting him keep his privacy.) Instead he did the complete opposite. He erased all of my photos from Abe's year books. He told me that once we got back he would erase Abe from all of mine.
"So how do you plan to get him out?" Roy asked.

*UPDATE*: I can now tell you that Abe Eliot is safely out of prison and out of town. We had to risk giving him Promicin so he could continue using his ability but at least it's better than taking the inhibitor. And at least now he can continue doing as much good in this world as he can should he happen to get caught again. And then next agents who handle his case might not be Promicin Positives.Will Roy and I get in trouble for what we have done? Possibly. Maybe it will be back to desk duty but it was worth saving one of our own. Even Roy admits that it felt good to put his ability to some use for the greater good! And now he has made a vow to help the Promicin Positives as well. If not for him then for his brother so his death can serve a purpose.

Abram Eliot

(written June 19th)

Let me give you a brief history on Eliot: He and I go way back. We met in middle school out of a common interest. We were in the same biology class and I had the book "Star Wars II: Attack of the Clones" on my desk. We got to talking and after that our lives were inseprable up until the time we graduated from the same high school. A lot of the best memories we had were spent at something Star Wars related: Fan Force meetings, Prequel Premiere festivals, opening day for Revenge of the Sith, and even a Star Wars celebration in California. We were always there for each other no matter what.

And now the world has changed. It has become darker than it once was now that legislation has been passed for Promicin and Promicin abilities to be illegal. Eliot and I communicate whenver we can but it has become less frequent than it once was. I miss it at times but unfortunately we have to sacrifice some things if it means protecting this world. Right now it's too dangerous to protect this world if all 4400s and Promicin positives come together- so for now we have to protect this world individually and without getting caught.

Now I am back home to my original roots and my friend and my brother has become one of the unlucky ones to have gotten caught.

I just hope that there is some way I can get him out of this mess without exposing my ability. That I am not ready for quite yet.

Hidden

(written June 14th)

It's been a while since I've used my abilities. I know that I should be practicing and working on it but it's hard to do. Not only did the legislation pass the ban of promicin but they have also included the no use of promicin induced abilities. How wrongful is that?

I feel that now without the use of my ability, that I am only half a person. I don't feel whole.

Lucky enough, people don't have an issue with me wearing the black glove. If anyone asks, I just tell them that I was attacked by a black bear last Friday (June 8th) while on a camping trip. If they ask to see the scar, I take off my glove and there it is: 4 slash marks from a bear's paw- deep wounds but still healing.

I could not go to the hospital for fear that if they ran blood tests then it would show the Promicin in my system. So instead, with some medical knowledge behind me, I was able to patch it all up as best as I could. The wound gives me a good excuse for wearing the glove. I guess that bear really did me a favor.

Sometimes it's still hard to believe that the legislation was passed, but what can we do? I have no solution and considering the job I have, it would be unjust to risk it. While I am a middle ground for NTAC and the 4400/Promicin takers, I have not been on the job long enough to find some kind of method that can put everyone on equal footing.I have been able to use my ability on some aspects but the most obvious part of my ability has to not be used at all.

I just hope that some day all of this can be overcome. But right now that's probably asking too much. Some day though, some day.

Kai's Story

(written June 10th)
I came home this morning from my retreat. My three hounds were the first to greet me at the door. I then asked them where Kai was and all at once they replied that he was in his room. I knocked first and then entered. Kai was awake but I could tell there was something wrong. I went over and sat on his bed.
"Hey, you okay?" I asked.
"I'm fine. It's just a little cold that's all," he replied.
"Do you need anything? Medicine, an ice pack-"
"No. It'll pass, I just need to regain my strength. Can you get me some tea at least?"
"Sure. I'll be right back."

After getting Kai's tea, I walked back into his room and he was sitting up- he seemed to be doing better within those few minutes. It was then that I saw the bandage, all ready drenched with fluid on his left arm.
"Kai, what's going on?"

He shook his head almost as if he was afraid to tell me. After a few seconds he began,"You know that cigarette mark I had on my arm?"
"Yeah, you said you got it from a friend who wasn't cool with you not smoking."
He nodded, "Well something strange is happening. Cove, I think my Promicin ability has finally begun to show itself."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I mean I always knew I had an ability but for some odd reason it was dormant. It started right after you left on your retreat. I saw this blue syrum which I thought was paint since I was doing that painting over there-" He pointed to a painting on his desk that showed a blue skyline.
"It wasn't the paint though was it?"
"No. That evening I took the dogs out for a walk to one of the nearby parks. There was a homeless guy just minding his own business except his left arm was amputated. Somehow we bumped into each other and his stump rubbed against my left arm. I didn't think anything of it because people bump into each other all the time. The next evening I went out to the same park to take the dogs on their walk and I saw the same man but he was different."
"How different?"
"There wasn't a stump- he had his whole arm back. It was weird. I thought that maybe he had just gotten a prostetic but that wasn't it. There was this young guy playing football and he didn't have his right hand. He wasn't watching where he was going and he bumped into my left arm. This morning I go out to the park to check on a huntch and I see the same guy with his right hand full and intact."
"Kai, this is amazing."
"I suppose. I did some lab tests on the syrum when I got home and there are strange chemical traces in them. It's cool and everything I guess but I can't shut it off. I tried creating some kind of stopper but the pressure was too much. I tried to seal it up with tap but that didn't work and now these sport bandages aren't working."
"It's okay we'll think of something."
"I hope so."
"Here, let me help you with getting a new gauze pad on."
"Thanks."
"I'm glad you told me."
"I promised you that there would be no more secrets between us and I meant it."
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So Kai has the ability to heal amputees. That is such an amazing ability and considering all of the amputees there are in the world, I am sure that once he is able to control it, he will be able to do so much good in this world.

With all of the 4400 and Promicin takers out there who are wanting to do a good thing in this world, it makes me wonder why they hate us so much.

Getting a Handle on Things

(written June 8th)

In this past time, I have mentioned my ability but I have not fully discussed it. It has just always something that has been there since I developed after taking Promicin. I have not been using it as much as I should so I have not been able to have the practice in controlling it. I am still having to wear the black Anakin Skywalker glove on my hand because the part of my ability that stems from my hands has not been in full control.

I've been able to control the thoughts from the animals but sometimes controlling thoughts from human mammals is a whole other story.

Now that I am settled for a while and have a lot of spare time on my hands I thought it would be best if I were to take control of my ability instead of having it take control of me (we all know the damage it can cause of that happens).

I woke up at 2 a.m. this morning and began packing a backpack with the things I would need ( I was done around 3); leaving a note for Kai the moment I left since he was still asleep in his own room. And then I made my way down the marina. I'm really glad that my dad's boat was still there (he had bought one the moment he was returned since it would be a month since he would actually return home) and thankfully I had brought the keys with me.

I took the boat out to open waters in hopes of finding some sea life. Thankfully at three in the morning there weren't any boats out in the water. It was pure silence and darkness, the kind of meditative spot I felt I needed. It was then that I stopped the boat and anchored it, and got in the small raft that was tied to the boat.

I sat in the boat and gently closed my eyes- trying to concentrate on all that was around me: the birds in the distance, the sound of the waves and then I tried to tune in deeper. It took me about 15 minutes to finally find the sound I was looking for. I got out of the raft as quickly and quietly as possible and went to go turn on the speakers in the boat. I raised the volume to a good enough sound to where it wouldn't disturb anything. And then there it was: The sound of the orca whales.

I went back into the raft and closed my eyes again, as they got closer I could hear not only their squeeks but their thoughts as well. They were all around me and I could feel their presence. From the thoughts I gathered from them, they were thinking things like: 'She's a special one' and 'We like her'. They were even thinking of ordinary things like when they would find their next meal and when the next calves would be born and how many boats would see them in the day time when people went out on the whale watching tours.

I was able to open my eyes and still hear their thoughts. Then the most amazing thing happened. One of the young orcas popped his head up right next to my raft. It was still dark out but I could see them as clearly as I could in the day time. (I have no explaination for that but I'll learn from it). Nervously I took off my glove and then I was able to picture a large salmon. The young orca bobbed his head anxiously awaiting the snack and so I feed it to him and he went under. Another orca, an older female popped up and in my mind I was able to picture another salmon and it appeared in my hand. I tried it a third time except that it didn't work (I think because I was trying to go so fast so it stalled.) I was able to tell the orcas that it wasn't working anymore and they nodded and told me they understood. They told me that just like a young calf has to learn to hunt on their own, I too have to learn how to hunt on my own.

What they meant by that was you can be shown how to do something but it's up for you to practice and get the hang of it. I stayed with the orcas until dawn and then they told me they had to go. I told them that I hoped to see them again and their response was that I would get the chance. After they left, I put my glove back on and got out from the raft and started pulling up the anchor from the boat. I then made my way to an island surrounded by tons of trees. Maybe I will find some animals along the way since the forest is perfect for wildlife.

It's my plan to stay on this island for a couple of days so that way I can learn to harness my ability. Afterall I would not want some kind of food (weather it be fish or vegetable) to appear in my hand while I'm on the job at NTAC. And I don't think they will want me to wear my glove so it's my goal to get a handle on the ability before I start my new line of work. Overall, I would have to say that it's been a very satisfying morning and we'll see how the rest of the day goes!

Rollins: Victim of Promicin

(written June 7th)


This article was printed today in our local newspaper. It is the first casualty that has actually hit home for me other than the death of my parents. Ave Rollins and I went to high school together. Of all people, I had hoped that she would not be the one to take Promicin. I just did not want her to take that risk- but then again, I have no control over how a person lives. It's a very sad thing. And I will mourn her loss but at the same time I will keep her memory alive in the work that I do. What saddens me most about the article is how the media is portraying Promicin like it's as bad thing. There is so much negativity in it that because of it, my strength grows more into wanting to do everything in my power to continue helping the 4400 and the Promicin takers. I will not fail and I will continue on.
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Rollins: Victim of Promicin

Ave Rollin's, a local in a small town in southwest Texas, died yesterday, June 6, 2007. The cause: Promicin.

Since the distribution of Promicin lead by cult leader, Jordan Collier, life seems to have gotten worse instead of better. Promicin is what gives the 4400 their abilities and now unfortunately the serum has reached nations world wide. The cost: There is a 50/50 chance of developing some kind of ability or dying within forty eight hours. As a result people have been dying left and right.

Ave Rollins is no exception. “I don’t understand,” said her mother. “Her life was so full; I don’t understand why my baby would take such an awful thing.” According to some of Rollin’s friends, they held onto the belief that she wanted an escape from her family. Her friend, Karen Giles was quoted by stating, “Her family held a tight leash. She was never allowed to go out with her friends much.” Another friend was quoted by saying, “She hated her family. They smashed her dreams of going off to college. She didn’t care about the risks. She just wanted a way out.”

And so, that’s what Promicin seems to have become: an exit strategy for those who feel they have nothing to loose. Are we to trust what Jordan Collier says is right in healing the future? Or are we too look upon the evidence at hand and flat out say that Promicin is not a healing hand but rather a terror of destruction?

An online journal was found by Ave Rollins. In her last entry she wrote:
- People risk their lives daily: Some by running into fires, the military on the front lines. My life is okay but just once I would like to know how it feels to take a risk. Promicin has given me that opportunity. Am I afraid of death- no. Death is natural and so I am ready for it. If I get an ability it will be even greater but no one knows when the odds are 50/50.

I myself have seen the syringes, I have seen up close and personal what Promicin looks like and I have tempted to take it myself but logic and fear is what always stops me. I will not be one of those who will jump and take that 50/50 risk. I have so much going for me, a great home and a great family that I am not one to throw it all away in an instant.

Ave Rollins death marks the twentieth death in this city that has resulted from Promicin. It’s evident that she will not be the last. People have gone from being skeptical to curious and so they put themselves at the very edge of deaths’ door. It has become an escape for some- their only chance at salvation. Yes there are some cases in which people develop abilities but the odds of death from an injection seem much higher than that of gaining some ability. In the end we all have a choice: And that’s the scary part.
- Erika M. Johnson

Extraordinary

(written June 6th)

" It's only human
To want to keep the world safe
To look into the future and save someone you love
To want to heal people's pain
It's only human
To want to change the world
To want want to be extraordinary
Extraordinary
To be extraordinary
It's only human to want to be extraordinary"

That seems to be the new and upcoming message to the world. The human is a very strange concept. We have wishes and dreams, we have fears and pains. As human we all want to be different than the rest. We want that one thing that makes us stand out. We don't want to be those hundreds of gold fish stuck in a pond and you can't tell one from the other.Promicin has given us that wish, or has it?

With each new idea, each new fad, you still have so many people following it. Sure the abilities are different and some closely resemble each other but so many people still continue to follow the same movement.

We've seen the movies, we've read the comic books- we all want to be like our heroes. Whether it be Superman, Batman, Spider-man, X-men, The Green Arrow, Wonder Woman or all the other countless superheroes. We all crave to some day be a super-hero.

Promicin has become a gift to mankind but that does not mean we should abuse it. It's not some candy that you can put in your mouth and then take it out if you don't like it. Once Promicin is injected, there is no taking it back out. In a sense, it's like going to the hospital: you can go in expecting to get better or instead of getting better you come out worse than when you went in (a nosocomial infection as they call it.)

I used to always dream of having a super power ever since I was a kid. Superman was my ultimate hero- bullets bounce off his chest, he can fly, he can run really fast, and he's an alien (how cool is that?!)

When my father returned, the dreams of wanting a super power disappeared. I began to understand the responsibility my father faced with his ability. I knew the risks he was taking every day just by stepping out the front door. I began to understand that this whole mission wasn't about wanting to be extraordinary, it was much deeper and it went further than that.

Promicin and the ability that comes with it takes so much responsibility and strength to handle. You put yourself at an even greater risk than before when you were just an ordinary human. You have to be ready to step up to the plate and play your game right otherwise if you aren't smart about it, you loose just like in anything else: if you don't study, you won't pass. If you don't practice, you won't do good at the next game. If you're not responsible with your ability then you could put not only yourself but everyone else at risk.

Promicin can be a good thing and I encourage people to take it *but* only if you are ready to handle the responsibility of it (the risks and the consequences and the intellegence)

Lost & Confused

(written June 5th)

I don't know what it is I'm supposed to do. I've been lost before but this time it's much different. You see when my father was killed, NTAC agents, Tom Baldwin & Diana Skouris came down personally to handle his case. Apparently their boss at the time, Nina Jarvis, was fascinated by the case of Heather Tobey and when it was found out that my father had a similar ability to hers, she liked how her agents handled Heather's case so she sent them over a thousand miles away from Seattle to handle my father's death, as well as the death of my mother and sister.

I remember the evening clearly, it was a few days later that they had begun to wrap up their investigation and they came to my house while I was packing things in boxes; unsure at the time about what to do with most of it since there was so much stuff. Well they came over and we had a lengthy chat. They knew that my father had used his ability on me and that because of it, because of the potential that I had in me that was released, they knew I was smarter than the average teenager my age.

We continued to talk and it was then that they offered me the job of becoming an NTAC agent, actually it was the suggestion of their boss, Nina Jarvis. It was May 7th, 2007- just a week before I took Promicin. They told me that should I decide to take the job then I would be more than welcome to it and that should I need time to decide, then the offer would stand on the table.

Even now I am still considering it. I have read the books they've given me, and I have taken the shooting practices, and I have even answered the tests. Now the only thing left to do is send them in. Yet I am still deciding.

Kai doesn't think it's such a great idea. He despises the government as well as NTAC. He thinks that the only thing that will come if I take this job is that it will end badly.I heard him the other night. He thought I was asleep in the bedroom but I wasn't. He was in the sitting room reading a book but I knew he wasn't reading. I was able to tune into his thoughts and they were so negative (I won't mention what they were here.)I love Kai with all my heart but I can't help but think that he will stop loving me should I decide to take the job. I don't want to hurt him but at the same time I have always followed my instincts and they have lead me on the right path.

Right now there are two paths to take: on one of them my instincts are telling me to take the job at NTAC but on the other path a part of me can't help but think that I should reject the job so I don't disappoint Kai.What am I suppose to do?(and since when did I become one of those girls who gives up her life for a guy? Then again, Kai did give up his life to be with me so maybe I should be considerate and do the same thing for him.)

I want this job more than anything but at the same time I don't want to loose Kai either.

NTAC

(written June 3rd)

I sure had a lengthy phone call with my NTAC informant yesterday. He gave me some much needed information and that I am grateful for.It would seem that NTAC agents are only targeting certain Promicin takers.

Where they have retrieved the list of those who take Promicin is still unknown. Yes they are arresting some but only for the reason that they feel the person's ability is too much of a threat and could cause damage in the future. They don't want to take that risk.

There is some talk about NTAC doing some recruiting. It would seem that NTAC wants a few people with Promicin induced abilities to help them deal with the 4400 and the Promicin takers. This is nothing new to me.

When my family died, a team of NTAC agents were dispatched all the way from Seattle to my hometown in order to investigate the death of my father as well as my mother and sister. They stayed in town for a couple of days so I got to get to know the agents and they got to know me. I actually came to like them. I was not afraid of them like most people are.They offered me a deal that if I decided there was nothing left for me, that I could join up and become an NTAC agent myself. They even came prepared with some books and tests that those academies offer.

This was before I took Promicin. They kept that offer on the table and it has never left.As a result of being constantly on the road I have been reading up on the information the NTAC agents gave me. I've even managed to find some free time to go to shooting ranges or paintball fields and practicing to use a gun. Evan and Troy know I am doing this.

Will I decide to join NTAC? That has yet to be resolved. I can say that it is something which I am putting a considerable amount of time into thinking about. There seem to be so many reasons as to why I should and lesser reasons as to why I shouldn't.

I don't know what the future holds (do any of us except those with pregognition abilities?) but this is something that I am taking into careful consideration. I've finished taking the weapon lessons and I've finished reading the manuals and practice tests. Now all that's left is to decide if I want to call up those agents and let them know my decision.

Until then, I am still on the road serving those who need my help (humans and animals included.)

In the Clear

(written June 2nd)

With all of the recent NTAC activity and arrests being made, I have decided from here on out that I will no longer be disclosing my location. It just would not be safe. What I can say is that we are now safely out of California.

I still haven't been able to get in contact with the four NTAC agents who I know and who I can trust. I guess because they are overwhelmed with the amount of 4400s and Promicin taker cases so my call has to be put on the back burner for now. Oh well, I will not give up in trying to reach them.

Troy and I are keeping a low profile from here on end, helping where we need to and if not just staying out of the way. I find now that it's best just to be a chameleon and work that way. A lot more can be accomplished in secrecy. And so that is the route in which we are now pursuing.

At some undisclosed locations, I have witnessed Promicin takers being taken from their homes, from their families, all because they have been the unfortunate ones to get caught by the police or by NTAC.

Troy and I are doing what we can to save others from this terrible "witch hunt" that most are calling it now a-days.We are determined not to let them take anymore (and while we can't save every single Promicin taker at least we can try to save who we can)

Time for me to go. It seems my partner has managed to get a hold of one of the NTAC agents I've been trying to reach, I'll dispatch more information when I can. In the mean time, I've really got to take this call.

Caution

(written June 1st)

It's June 1st and we are now in Sacramento, Ca. Kai and I have been keeping a watchful eye out. It seems that a lot of people here in Sacramento are very Anti-Promicin. There are signs and protestors everywhere.

Kai and I parked the RV at a trailer park and walked over to one of the anti-promicin protests to see what in the world was going on. There was a man in his early 40's standing on a podium talking about how wrong it was for people to take promicin. He said things that were very hateful and even to the point of disgusting.

I got another one of those ringing headaches during the protest and a lot of people looked at me funny. In my head I could hear everyone's thoughts- their screaming and chanting about how evil the 4400 were and how evil it was for those who decide to take promicin. They were saying very hateful things- almost racial things to a point. I just wanted it all to stop. I couldn't hear Kai but since this has begun, I've become accustomed to reading lips. Kai simply told everyone that I just have bad migraines when things get too loud and noisy. People just nodded in sympathy and went about their business as Kai walked me out. We went back to the trailer and there I lay down for a while.

After the ringing and the headache stopped, Kai brought me a glass of water, locked the RV door while Sai stayed next to it to guard it. Kai then turned on the tv. There were Anti-Promicin protestors everywhere on the news. About 10 miles away from us, the protests got so bad to where tear gas had to be thrown to stop the angry mobs. You can see some Promicin takers in the background (it's easy to see because they are the calm ones- the ones who just stand. No shouting or anything. Just simply standing) yet they don't do anything to stop it. Guess I don't blame them since I'm one too. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hate what is happening. This is not the future had in mind (at least that's what I would like to believe.) Now I can't stop but wonder how Jordan Collier and his team can be handling all of this. I am 18 years old, what made me think I could take on a mission like this? And as a Promicin taker and as a gift to my father, shouldn't I be one of the few to stand up to people like this? I know it's what I should be doing, but why in the world am I so afraid to stand up for what is right?

I can only hope that these fears inside of me go away and that I am able to do the right thing. Maybe when the right time comes I will be able to do something. But that's just it- do I make the right time come for me or does the right time just come on its own? How will I be able to know?

My Ability: Growing

(written on May 31st)

My power continues to grow. Just yesterday I was with Kai and we were talking to some local Promicin takers and out of no where I got this ringing in my ear. I could no longer hear anything but then some voices started to come only they weren't the voices around me. I felt like Agent Mulder in one of the X-Files episodes. Where he got a ringing and couldn't hear either only then to have been put in a psychiatric ward (hope that doesn't happen to me).

I need to do some more digging on what is happening to me but so far my best guess is that because my ability allows me to hear animals, maybe my ability is causing me to hear humans too. After all humans are a type of animal as they/we are mammals. That makes the most sense to me at the moment.

May 30th

It's been about 4 days since my last entry. I appologize for that. Instead of heading east like I had planned, I decided to turn back and head west.

I have covered a lot of ground: making my way from Corpus Christi, Tx to San Diego, Ca. A lot has happened since then. I have finally outed myself to the world. I have outed my father and outed my mission. Most of this has been at the local centers in different towns. Some at group meetings at a few universities. A lot of people seem very supportive of my mission which makes things a lot easier since a lot of people understand.

Some people I've met have had friends and family die after taking Promicin, some have had family members die for natural reasons and they feel that it is their duty to make things better as well.I have since had to by a newer RV, one with all the trimmings so it can house all of my pets as well as a fellow traveler. I bought a third dog, a German Shepherd which I named Poseidon (nickname is Sei (pronounced Sigh)). Also bought a python snake which I named Pirate. I love my dogs Biscy and Fajit but I feel that now that I have outed myself to the world, I need some animals that can protect me should any harm arise.

And I don't know if you want to call it fate or destiny or whatever, but when I was in Roswell, NM to rest up a bit, I was brousing at some local shops and when out of no where, I see Troy. (The guy who I met back on May 23rd in Flagstaff, Az). It's so strange because ever since I had met him, I would always dream of him.We got to talking for a while and it turns out Troy is just a nickname he was given back in high school. He played QB for his football team and everyone thought he had the arm of Troy Aikman. His real name is Kai (pronounced Ky).We talked more than I thought we would.

He walked me back to the RV park which was the same park he and his folks were staying at, turns out their trailer was the one right next to mine. We then set up a small camp fire and Kai and I got to talking even more. He told me all about his life: he told me how his father worked for the government and how he used to work with Ryland. His father disagreed with all of what Ryland was doing so he quit his job and his father was in support of the 4400 and those who took Promicin. I in turn told Kai about my life: about who my father was and the reason I took Promicin. It was then Kai asked if we could go inside (in my RV). Curious, I said yes.

It was then that he told me he had taken Promicin as well the day after meeting me. It was something he still had not yet revealed to his parents. I will not disclose his ability just yet- not until he is ready. I in turn told him about my ability.Kai and I continued to stay up talking all night even after his parents went to bed. My three pets were inside while Sei stayed outside with us.
For some reason this conversation we had stayed with me:
"There's something between us," Kai said to me.
I looked in his eyes and replied, "Yeah, yeah there is."
"I've felt it since the moment I met you," said Kai.
"Me too. I feel like I've known you my entire life, yet how can that be since we'd never met before?"
"I wish I knew but I feel it to," Kai replied.

It was then that Kai and I got closer together, our faces lingering in and then the kiss happened. It was a very magical night- the two of us kissing near the camp fire and under the stars. Unfortunately, as lovely as the kiss was, I had to cut it short since my guardian dog interrupted my thoughts.

"I'm sorry," I said to Kai.
I then looked over to Sei and began whispering to him."Do you mind?"
"As a matter of fact," said Sei, "I do. That's just gross."
"Get used to it."
"Yuck, no thanks. You two are worse than dogs,"
"Thanks a lot."
Sei looked up at me and gave me is precious eyes, "You're welcome," he said.I just rolled my eyes and looked to Kai.
"Everything okay?" he asked.
"Dogs always have to have the final word don't they- now where were we?"

Kai and I continued to kiss most of the night until we both decided to call it a night and go inside (each to our seperate trailers).

The following morning the both of us got up right at sunset and again we kissed.
"I don't want to leave you," was all Kai said.
Out of no where I replied, "Then don't. Come with me."
Kai looked at me, "Are you serious?"
"I don't know, I'm talking crazy but yes I'm serious. You and I can spread the word on the 4400 and the Promicin positives but we'll also be together. And I know what I'm saying sounds crazy and it's usually the guy that brings all that stuff up so maybe it was a bad idea and I know it's not text book but-"
"Baby, you're rambling,"
I took a seat on a log. "I know I am, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I find it to be cute."
Kai took a seat next to me and placed his hands on mine. "Cove, I want to be with you. I've wanted to be with you since I first met you. Ever since we first met, I've had dreams about you."
"That's interesting, I've had dreams about you to."
Kai just smiled and said, "I doubt if my parents would be okay with us going in the direction you are but I'm willing to come with you if it means our worlds get turned upside down. I want to be with you."
It was my turn to smile, "And I want to be with you too."
"It's settled then. When my parents wake up, we'll tell them together."

Kai's parents didn't get up until around 10:20 so the two of us made breakfast for them.When they were finally alert and awake, we told them our plans. Kai's mother seemed to approve since she had done the same thing long ago but his father was a little concerned. He was just afraid for his son and he didn't want him to get mixed up in the mess. Kai assured him he would be okay and that he knew what he was doing. He then told him about taking Promicin. His parents were shocked but they thought that as long as their son was alive then he would be okay.

After a few more moments of discussion, his father came around.

Actually it was when Kai's mother said to him, "It's their destiny. This is the girl Kai told me about days ago. Don't you see David, fate has brought them together."
David looked at his son and at myself as we held tightly to each other. He then looked back at his wife, "I suppose you're right, Katherine, our son has to grow up sometime, I just didn't expect it to be this soon. We have to let you go, Troy."

Kai embraced his father and then mother. He then went to his trailer to pack his things.

And now, here we are, the two of us together in San Diego, Ca. Both spreading the good news about the 4400 and the Promcin +

Haunted No More

(written on May 26th)

Made my way down to Corpus Christi, Tx. There was a small group of 4400s and Promicin + so I decided to stop by and listen to what everyone had to say. I listened in mostly since I was still afraid to say anything.

After the group ended, a man in his late fourties came over to me. I won't give much detail about him as a way of protecting him but I can say that he was a Promcin + and his ability was that he could tell people who were being haunted (it didn't have to be an actual type of ghost). That was the reason this man came over to me. He could tell I was being haunted by something.

He said that he knew how to counter-act the haunting.I was grateful but I also told him whatever he planned to do it might not work since the person I was being haunted by was a Promicin + who could haunt anyone she wanted.He simply shrugged that fact off and offered to try it anyway. Reluctantly, I let him do what he needed to do.

We took a seat in the grass and he told me to close my eyes. He told me focus on the haunting and when I did that, he was able to see Jane Luce, the person who did the haunting. I felt a surge of energy go through my body- like one gigantic shock. I felt it again and then again for a third time. I surely thought this guy was going to kill me and I was worried he had tricked me.

It was no trick. Now instead of saying Jane Luce in my mind 24/7, all I saw was the destination and the mission I had to complete. I tried to see Jane Luce but now the only way I can see her is if I go back to the old news papers in which she killed my family.The man told me that the electrical shocks I felt surging through me were his way of defense. He is able to see the haunter and then use the electrical shocks as a way of fighting back. It doesn't kill the haunter but it will make them think twice about haunting a person for a second time.

My friend, I am truely grateful for what you have done for me. I will go out into the world unaffraid and I will complete the mission I sent out to do.

Jane Luce

(written on May 24th)

I made it back to Alamogordo, NM. I stopped at a local lake first up in Cloudcroft to drop off all of my sea animals. They will be able to survive in freshwater, I made sure of that. Now that my ability is growing even more, I can now change the chemistry in animals so that they will have a better chance of survival (now that I like!)

After I deposited my slimy little friends, it was another 30 minute drive outside Alamogordo to the state penitentary where Jane Luce was at. She was surprised to see me- I on the other hand hated seeing her.The first thing Jane asked was how I liked my hauntings. I asked her how she knew about that and that was when she told me the dreaded news. It turns out there were a certain few in the prision that got their hands on Promicin and were handing them out like drugs.

NO!!! How can this be?! What was Jordan Collier thinking? Did he even think that Promicin could get into the wrong hands? Jane and I continued to talk. She kept pushing my buttons, asking me how I liked not having my family.

I began to question her. Telling her that she was being contradicting since she hated 4400s and all Promicin +. Her response, "That was then, this is now. You have no idea with what I can do. I have the ability of haunting people and I am going to make sure I haunt you for the rest of your entire pathetic little life. Enjoy it while you can because you will never feel happy again."

That was the last straw! I know if I wanted I could command the animals to do my bidding and they would kill Jane without remorse but then I would become who I don't want to be.

Not knowing what else to do, I just left telling her that it was not over and that I was not going to let her beat me. I would not let her win this sick game of hers.My mission is to protect the 4400 yet now it seems as if that is on the back burner until I settle this thing with Jane once and for all.

Heading Back

(written on May 23rd)

I have decided to head back to Alamogordo, NM. There is some unfinished business I must take care of. Since the death of my family I have not been able to sleep. Jane Luce keeps coming into my mind. I can see her face clearly as I write this now. She is haunting me. I have to go back and show her that I will not let her win. I have to do this if I am to continue with my mission.

Every time someone talks bad about the 4400 or the Promicin + I just shy away and offer no input. That is not the mission I sent out to do. It's fear of Jane Luce that keeps me from standing up for what I should be standing up for. Yet at the same time I want to stop people like Jane Luce. The only way I know how to do that is if I come face to face with the one who is haunting me. Only then will I be able to sleep. And only then will I be able to full-fill my mission.

Anti-Promicin

(written on May 23rd)
I made my way to Flagstaff, Az. I stopped at a local Walmart there to purchase more vegetable oil for the RV. (my dogs were safe in the RV, or so they kept saying over and over.) As I was in the small line to pay, some people behind me and infront of me were talking about how the 4400 were menaces to society and that they shouldn't have been able to have been brought back. That the future should have just kept them and let everyone continue to believe they were dead. They were also very anti on those who took Promicin.

The man behind me, a rough looking guy around his fifties, but still buff, asked me what I thought. I simply told him that despite the 4400s and despite the Promicin + , they were still humans and that we should treat them with respect no matter the differences. Both the people behind me and infront of me looked at me in disgust.

When it was my turn to pay, the cashier stated that I cared for the 4400s and the Promicin +. My response, "What if I do? What's it to you?" He just smiled and replied, "That's cool. That's the problem with this world, everyone is so judgemental towards them. You'd think that we'd over come this history of this world but we haven't." He then pulled out a card from his pocket. I then noticed the lettering on the card, it wasn't any language known to man (except to a selected few.) I read the card and I knew what it meant.

I thanked him and then went on my way.

At least someone was on my side and despite the people infront and behind me who were big and mean looking, this one guy helped to change my insecurities. And the fear that I had of those men went away.

When I arrived back at the RV, I got to thinking back on what he had said. Troy, the cashier, was right. You'd think that we would have learned from our mistakes but prejudice has always gone on as much as you try to hide it. People judge each other by their heritage or the color of their skin. Unfortunately, the same is now happening to the 4400s and the Promicin +. There has got to be a stop to this!

My Father: Oren Milano

(written on May 22nd)

I am not one of the original 4400 but my father was. Unfortunately he is not here to tell his story so I must tell it for him:
My father was Oren Milano. He was taken on September 8, 1996. When he was returned he came back with an ability similar to Heather Tobey's except his ability focused on the acedemics instead of the arts.

The first time his ability surfaced, I was doing some math homework. I had no idea as to what I was doing on the assignment since I always struggled with math. He came over to me and placed a glass of water on the table and then touched my sholder. We didn't think anything of it- I just thought I was doing the math all wrong anyway, I didn't even care about all of the eraser marks I was doing. The next day I turned in the assignment and my teacher graded it on the spot. I got a 100. That's when I started asking my dad questions. To test out his theory, he touched my sister's sholder and she too became smarter than we actually "appeared to be".

His ability soon left when he was put on the Promicin Inhibitor. It resurfaced soon after when taken off. Once he was taken off it, he began using his ability on his students who are sixth graders (he used his ability on my mother's class too who are seventh graders). A lot of them came from poor, rundown homes and now that my father used his ability on them they actually have a shot at a future much better than they could have dreamed of.

My father died a couple weeks ago during my Graduation. Some people found out about his ability and how he used it on me. The person who shot it was an acquaintance of mine and she thought that I wasn't supposed to be #1 in a class out of 375 and Valdictorian. When she got her chance, she not only killed my father to stop him from using his ability but she also killed my mother, Dakota, and my sister, Onawa.

(I feel it is important that I tell my father's story so that you all have an idea as to the mission I am on. And as to why I joined the cause.)

My father was a great man and all he wanted was to give young kids a chance at a better life then the lives they lived which included gang violence, parents not caring if they got an education, parents who drink a lot and do drugs. My father cared so much for his students. All he wanted was to help this world and show the world that kids do have the potential inside of them if they are given the chance. These kids can make a better change in the world if only people are willing to see and listen.

Grief

(written on May 22nd)

Good morning everyone (it is now 6:30 a.m. as I write this.) Or is it a good morning? Not really. I am thinking about my family today so it's very depressing. I hate Jane Luce for what she has done, for taking my family away. I would really like for her to pay for what she has done but I know that would be wrong. I've thought about using my ability on her- by asking some local animals, maybe a snake to slitther in and take her life. But I have also thought of the consequences. I know that if I were to do that, I would be proving to the world what they fear about the 4400 and the Promicin positives. I can damage Jane more so with words than if she were dead. I will not do that. My father did not intend for me to kill so I won't start now.I don't know how many of you have read the book, "Message in a Bottle" by Nicholas Sparks but after reading it a few times over, I have decided to write them to my own father. I have rolled up the message in a bottle all ready and will save them until I find an open sea. No oceans around for miles at the moment.

I have Taken Promicin: My Story

(written on May 21st)

My father was a 4400. He had an ability similar to Heather Tobey's only instead of focusing on the arts, he focused more on the acedemics as he was a history teacher before being abducted. He used his ability on me and my sis the first time he returned (and without being aware of it until our grades drastically improved.) Once he was given PI his ability stopped. My sis and I were the only ones affected until he was taken off it a year later. Soon his students were infected which was a great thing. The school he taught at was a good school but the students came from poor run-down families and they had no future. Thanks to my father, now they have one.
When he came back it was hard to get used to- I mean imagine, here I am at 18 years old and my father is 39. Luckily he and I reconnected (along with my mom and sister. It has just been the three of us until his return.)

Sadly, he and the rest of my family were killed at my high school graduation. I was number 1 in my class and validictorian. Some girl (Jane Luce) thought it would be a good idea to get rid of the "problem" since she was furious that I, a shy and loner girl, was top in the class while she ranked third. She thought I had an unfair advantage. I used to think that but in the end my father brought out in me what I had kept hidden from the world.

After their deaths, I decided to forget going to college for a while. 3 dead family members in one day can take it's toll on a person. So I handled all of the lawyer stuff, the wills, and packed everything up. I put a lot of the house items and boxes in storage and brought a few important things with me.

You see, before my father was taken from me the first time, we would always go camping. When he left, my mom continued on and we traveled everywhere. We picked it up again when dad came back.

Now that he, my mom, and my sis are gone, I have decided to take our RV (which is fueled by vegetable oil- a true Earth saver), bring my two dogs (Biscy and Fajit), and just travel, only this time I have one mission in mind and that is: to protect the 4400 from people like Jane Luce. My father strongly believed in Jordan Collier's mission and I now feel it's my destiny to follow in his footsteps.

While on the road, I have come to learn martial arts as a way of protecting myself (you know how it is, young, nice looking girl by herself with no one else- of coarse I have to take precautionary measures.)

I took Promicin a week ago. The after effects were excruciating, especially since I was alone. Although it made it easier taking it at a lone campground so I could go through the pain in peace. After a few days of recovery, I finally noticed changes within me. I felt a new sense of strength.
After leaving the campground and traveling off, I noticed my ability while at a local rest area. I saw a snake rustling in some bushes. The next thing I knew, he was slithering over to me as if hearing some kind of call, it was a rattle sake so I moved back slowly. It, and by it, I mean the snake, told me to stop and asked if he knew where I could find some good mice. I kneeled down (looking around and thankful that the place was deserted), I picked up some dirt and the most amazing thing happened: the dirt formed into a live rat. The snake simply said 'thanks' and then moved back.

After that experience I thought for sure I was having some kind of mental breakdown; it seemed like a logical explanation since I had just suffered so much all ready. I then went back to the RV and then started hearing more voices- it was Biscy and Fajit calling me from their kennels.

I could not believe this: I can talk to animals as well as provide them with what they need. I'm cooler than Dr. Dolittle, even he couldn't create live food from his hands.
I have always been close to nature (especially animals) and now with Promicin, I have been given the best gift I could ask for. I don't know where this ability will take me but I am exited. It's my belief, my hope that maybe I can start saving all the wild animals, especially the endangered one's. Maybe I can start with Polar Bears since their home is decreasing at a rapid rate as a result of global warming. I hope that when the time comes and I get to meet the notorious Jordan Collier or Shawn Farrell, that they will welcome me and help lead me on the true path that I am supposed to take.

Mother, Sister, and Father, I am doing this for you. It's my hope that wherever you are, that I make you proud.

When Injected /c Promicin: May 14,2007
When Ability was Developed: May 17,2007
What is Your Ability: Can speak with animals and provide them what they need