"Danger Will Robinson, Danger"

I woke up this morning with a pounding headache to the point where it sounded like a major ringing in my ears. As I begun to get control of my senses I realized it wasn't a ringing at all- it was the sound of a thousand voices all at once, animal and human a like ( I can differentiate the two because in my mind the animal thoughts come across in a green lighting while the human thoughts come across in a gray lighting. Finding out the exact person or the exact animal is much more difficult since I don't know every person or animal ont he planet.).

There were so many thoughts it was hard to make them all out. The voices were alerting me to something but what it was, I wasn't sure.

I quickly rushed out of the tent and went down to the water's edge. The air was muggy almost like fog but darker. There was a young orca out in the water splashing about. I tried to read his thoughts but with the other mulitiple thousands splashing in my own mind, I could not find out which thoughts were his. Overhead hawks and bald eagles flew, almost as if in a panicked state. Out of the wood work came a black bear- again their thoughts were unreadable. I closed my eyes trying to block out all of the human thoughts and it seemed to work. Now the thoughts were reduced to half. After getting better control I was able to focus on the 4 animals surrounding me.

The first thing I did was take the raft to swim where the young orca was. Something was bothering him and I wanted to control him before he hurt himself.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

"Something happening on the mainland," was all he said. "Lot's of commotion."

The orca swam away to go have some fun. When he was out a good distance and away from the cove, he jumped three feet into the air and then splashed.

I called out to the Seahawk and he flew over towards me; his talons resting on my black glove.

"Go see what's going on for me," I said to him.

"You got it creature girl," he said and he flew off.

Ten minutes later Seahawk returned.

"What did you see?" I asked him.

"It's very bad creature girl. Something bad happened. As always Seattle is in chaos. Nothing out of the ordinary."

"If it's nothing out of the ordinary why do I hear so many thoughts? It's one major headache."

"Maybe they're trying to tell you something," said the black bear named BearClaw.

"Tell me what?" I asked.

"Creature girl, you have to go back."

"Go back, why?"

"People need you, creature girl. You have to go back."

"What if I don't want to go back?"

"What are you saying, kid?" asked the black bear who I named BearClaw.

"What if I want to stay here instead."

"You can't stay here," he replied.

"And why not?" I asked demanding an answer.

"Creature girl," said Seahawk, "You came here looking for answers and it falls upon us to provide you with those answers. This is not your world, your world is out on the mainland."
"Your father was a 4400," said Seahawk. "It was always your destiny to follow in his footsteps. He helped people and helped other 4400s and now the task has fallen to you. You were doing great at first but some how you found yourself taking the wrong tracks. Instead of being out where you're needed, you are here: no cell phone service, your laptop on the brink of death since you didn't bring an extra battery, isolated from the rest of the world."

"Well what am I supposed to do? I am an NTAC agent yes but I am also a Promicin Positive. What made me think that I could handle this?"

"You did," replied BearClaw. "When you suppressed your fears. Now those fears of you have made their way back in and they are trapping you. Release them and you'll be able to continue with what you started. You have a problem of balance: balance both and you'll be okay. You don't need your animal communicator or provision ability turned on at work so don't use it. And when your off the job you don't need to act like you're on the job. Your father would want you to continue on your mission, he wouldn't want you to hide the rest of you life. No matter how you spin it, you are hidding."

"What if I don't consider it as hidding," I asked. "I have been camping for as long as I can remember- it's become a part of who I am and without it I become sucked into the vortex that is the stress of life. That's how I've always viewed it you know- when I'm out in the woods away from everything else I can live my life without having to worry about anything. I can be free."

"As great as that is, creature girl," said Seahawk. "You're not a kid anymore. It would be different if your family were still alive because then you would go off to college and live the whole American dream and continue on with the camping traditions but that's not the case anymore. There is a new American Dream that must be lived and that is the vortex you've been sucked into. You are apart of it and the world needs you despite how minor your ability may feel sometimes. Don't let your family be disppointed in you in their after life."

"Go back," said BearClaw. "You're destiny is out there, it doesn't belong here."