“Haven’t seen a psychokitty in ages.” Dess commented to an awestruck Connor and Tech. 

“Dess, quit scaring the kids,” Rex warned, the kind of thing he’d never have said a year ago. A year alone with Dess and his darkling senses in Bixby had changed him, a little. Dess rolled her eyes. She hadn’t changed much.

“Connor. Tech. Everyone,” Melissa introduced, just to be sure.

“What talents we got?” Dess asked, interested.

“Seer,” Melissa said, pointing. “Polymath.”

Dess smiled like it was Supernumerary Mathematician Christmas again.

“Polymath. Fawesome,” Dess answered. The others looked blankly. She rolled her eyes agin, grinning. Losers.

“Come on. I want you to read some lore for me,” Rex said, gesturing Connor and the others inside.

The room was crappy as ever. Dust, junk, and boxes, all frozen in the blue time. In front of the TV, Rex’s dad sat, stiff, his mouth and eyes open and glassy. Connor and Tech watched it all like kids rushed through a carnival house of horrors. Dess just averted her eyes.

Rex’s room had gona from messy crashing-place to full size museum in the last year. Bookshelves, constructed and salvaged, rimmed the walls, covered in artifacts and lore and books and tridecagrams and metal.

“Alright. Read this for me,” Rex started, and Dess got bored already, wandering the edges of the room. Connor and Tech stayed huddled in the middle. Melissa fell back on the bed, running her hands through her short hair. It’d grown out of the buzz, a little, so now it was more fashionable crop than inmate shave.

There are few things on earth more boring than being a polymath sitting around watching two seers look at lore and scribble down symbols.

For Dess, this was usually the sort of thing she considered Hell.

Unless, say, you had another plymath to talk to. Even if he was, admittedly, looking a little shell-shocked and clinging to his brother.

“Never seen a psychokitty before, have you?” Dess asked the other polymath, this Tech. He was looking around, wide-eyed, shoulders hunched in his dark blue pullover sweatshirt. He shook his head.

“Don’t you guys have any weapons?”

Tech shook his head. Dess was outraged.

“No weapons at all? No clean steel? No tridecalogisms?”

He shook his head.

“What’s a tridecalogism?” Dess just about exploded as Tech asked that question. What had Melissa, Jess and Jonathan told these kids? Then she smiled, getting the glint in her eyes that scared people who knew her well enough. This was going to be fun.

“Tridecalogism…” she started pulling off both of her named steel thumb rings (Zombification and Electrocution, her two favorite means of death), “is a thirteen-letter word that means thirteen-letter word.”

The next day around noon, Rex Greene led Connor into the Clovis Museum, passing dusty cases full of lore-inscribed arrowheads. The open excavation wall loomed on one side, and directly in front of them was Rex’s Rosetta Stone, a giant slab of rock covered in lore symbols. If Connor really could see some other, secret lore, this was the place to test it.

Last midnight, he’d consistently come up with slightly different versions of the lore than Rex. They told the same stories, it seemed, but in different words, different points of view, different accounts, maybe like the books of the Bible.

Rex wanted to see what he could do at Lore 101. Already he was plotting taking the other seer down to the Snake Pit.

Rex surveyed the museum happily. After Jonathan and Melissa had left, he’d gotten a part-time job at the museum, and thrown himself into excavations, labeling, dusting and organizing. Without the curator’s knowledge, he’d slowly turned the place into Midnighter Lore 101.

Connor looked around disinterestedly.

“God, this place is lame,” he said. Rex glared. “Seriously.” Connor still wasn’t getting the hint. “About as pathetic and small-town as everything in Bixby.”

Rex might agree. That didn’t mean Connor could say it. Connor who’d been running around with Jonathan and Melissa while Rex took finals, who’d only been a seer for less than a year, who hadn’t studied the lore all his life, hadn’t gotten captured by darklings, didn’t know how hard it was to be a halfling.

Rex shoved Connor up against a wall, his hand to Connor’s throat.

“Think you’re big-time, don’t you, little seer? Pathetic. Little. Human.” He spat.

“I’m not afraid of you.” Connor choked. Bad move. Rex reached for him with the darkling senses he’d learned to control over the last year.

“But you’re afraid of Midnight. You’re afraid of all those little slithers and darklings and psychokitties coming to get you every night. You’re afraid they’re going to come in the blue time and snatch away your poor, innocent little brother.”

Rex bared his teeth. Connor shivered and choked, and Rex Greene the halfling let him down. Connor gasped as his Converse slid back on to the dusty linoleum floor.

“Trust me.” Rex said. “You should be afraid of me.”

And he kept walking, strolling over to the case that contained the flat slab of the giant lore stone. Reluctantly, slowly, warily, Connor followed.

“Top right corner, what do you see?” Rex asked after a minute.

“Flame-bringer symbol.” Connor answered quickly. Last midnight Rex had taught him some of the more basic symbols; the ones for most of the talents and a few others.

It went on like this for a while, Connor sketching symbols he didn’t know the names of into a notebook Rex’d brought.

At four o’clock, museum closing time, they looked over the pages, examining them fully for the first real time. Reading their meaning.

“We have to tell Jonathan.” Rex said, possibly the first time he’d ever thought or said such a thing.

As it happened, Jessica Day and Jonathan Martinez reached Bixby Oklahoma about halfway through the secret hour that night. they’d flown all through the blue time the previous night, covering a decent amount of ground, not stopping to sightsee, flying the entire hour, almost falling down as midnight ended.

The secret hour came again, and they flew less quickly, Jess full of reluctance about coming back to Bixby, knowing her family were just miles away but she’d never see them. The rip was completely closed up by now.

They flew over the Bixby junkyard on the way into town. In the blue hour, it was a city of metal, shining skeletons of buildings and machinery, the steel glinting in the light of the dark moon. A winged shape caught her eye.

“Look!” she said, gesturing with her and Jonathan’s intertwined hands. He panicked a little, from being knocked off balance, and suspecting darklings.

“Where?” he asked, whipping around and pulling them down to the ground so much as he could.

“Pegasus.” She said simply, and Jonathan looked down, the pair of them gently floating to the ground in the junkyard, separating.

The once-magnificent horse that had crowned the top of the Mobil Building during Jessica’s sophomore year was rusty and burned, blackened by the strike of lightning.

Blue-tinged rust turned red and flaked off under Jessica’s fingertips as she brushed them against the familiar curve of the wings. Her eyes filled with tears.

A lightness filled her. Jonathan had come up beside her, holding her hand securely with his.

“It’s going to be okay. We’ll find a way.” He reassured, and she tried to believe him, looking up into the eyes of her boyfriend, who was now two years older than her, not just one.

“I’m serious. This thing with Connor, it’ll be the breakthrough.” Jessica Day turned her head away, focusing blurry eyes on the metal wings of the Pegasus sign.

They made it to Dess’ house, the meeting place arranged when Jonathan had called from the small, no-name town he’d stayed in for the day, just before the secret hour ended. Melissa must have felt them coming, because she, Rex, Dess, Connor and Tech were waiting together on the lawn.

“We found something.” Rex said even before Jonathan and Jess landed. “In the lore.”

“What?” Jonathan asked just as the secret hour ended, color flooding Bixby, Oklahoma. He spun around to Jess just as her hands dissolved under his, and she was gone with a sweet smile.

“It’s about how the darklings first made the secret hour. They had to fold things into the blue time, one by one, the elders jumping in and out and bringing the others with them.”

“But if darklings could go in and out of the secret hour whenever they wanted, why all the stuff about the rips? Why wouldn’t they just come out and hunt whenever they wanted?”

“They used to. But even then they could only come out through places where the secret hour existed. And there were usually midnighters to fight them off. And somehow, eventually, there weren’t enough elders, and they lost the power, and got too cautious.”

“What’s your point, Rex?” Jonathan interjected into the rambling history lecture.

“His point,” Connor took over, “is that wehave the power. And that the darklings could go back and forth. They could bring stuff into midnight, but they could also bring it out.”

It felt like the secret hour again, except only Jonathan’s organs knew it, and they’d jumped up at midnight gravity without the approval of the rest of his body. Heart in his throat, stomach in his lungs.

“But…” Jonathan objected a second later. “We don’t have a darkling.”

“No.” Rex Greene answered. “But we have a halfling.”


how freakishly fawesome is that?

-Co-Prez OUT! 😀



  1. STILL FAWESOME!!! I really like the part about Jonathan’s organs jumping w/o the rest of his body…fawesomeness. You write so good…not boring like classics (great plots, complex language), or grammatically wrong like most non-published fiction I’ve read (especially on Fanlib…)

    I want to read more. ugh. Really really want to know what happens next. and if Jessica can escape Midnight. And if she does if she stays out of it or loses it forever.

    I think yours is going to be alot shorter than mine turned out.

    hmm…I’ve always thought Jessica being trapped in Midnight is just too sad… just want to cry. lol.

  2. hehe. yeah. part three of four? it cant end yet!!!

    hehe. yeah. some parts are confuzzling cause of the grammare issue. hehe.

    hehe. yeah. i’ll post chapter four of yours next Allie-wa!

    woah. everything i said started with “hehe. yeah.” hehe. yeah.

    -Co-Prez OUT! 😛

  3. hehe. yeah. lol.

    awwww… I g2g. Mi papi (espanol is correcto?) just came home. 😦

    Fun five minute break.

  4. oh look, it’s me!

    i just noticed i left the o out of polymath somewhere in there. ooops.

  5. i love it………………

    it is fawesomenesss…………………….

    WoRd 😉

  6. okay, have read other comments. thanks so much Allie-wa.
    yeah, a lot of stuff is sort of gramatically funny and uncapatalized. i just sort of write like this, i dunno. blame my lifetime of reading an irational amount.
    i’m glad u guys think i write good though.
    all of you make me feel awesome, because writing literally, IS my life, and it’s cool to see that appreciated.
    so maybe this whole writing-as-a-career-thing will work out.

    yeah, well i always did see Graduation as a short story. just how i imagined it from the beginning. sort of an epilouge-sequel to the series, not a whole new book.
    though i do appreciate all the protest of it coming to an end! very flattering.

    the end will probably be around soon. no long wait like for this one.
    hmmm….early dismissal 2morrow, no school monday.
    probably very soon.

  7. So fool! Keep it coming Serafina! I love it 😀

  8. That is soooooooooooooooo fool!!!
    It’s totally fexellent!
    I can’t wait to read more!
    See Ya!

  9. very nise… 😉

  10. Hey Lizzy-wa and Serafina-zanes (and any other teen bloggers out there). Yalsa is looking for teen bloggers. If you are interested I put the link in my name to their blog and all the info is there.

    Cool thing you have going on here!

  11. 9

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  15. 13 yay ok i can comment now. it rox i luv it. yay serafina

  16. hehe have u guys seen my little icon. its the new cover of one of the midnighters. but its makin fun of the pic it says, “me no reccomend eyeball tattoo , it hurtz” hehe

  17. OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is like snowing in GA which does not normally happen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i am gonna scream, *screams* ok i am good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111


    WoRd 😉

  18. Yeah, it just started snowing here too. 🙂 fawesomeness

    It’s so pretty. Even if the flakes look orange b/c of the street lamp…it’s dark. ha. Hope it sticks to the ground…that would be sooo fawesome.

  19. lucky snow-having fools.

    and omg court-la, you know who made that icon? me!
    like, no joke, that was seriously me. random.

  20. the snow melted……………………………………. sadness……………..

    he he he………………………..


    WoRd 😉

  21. so?????????????????????????????????????

    me had no school today


    WoRd 😉

  22. u lucky fool.
    ugh, i got bio quarterly 2morrow. pray for me.

  23. all i gotz here was frozen rain *prays to god that the weather people were wrong and it snows 5 ft of snow 2nite so i can have a 4 dat weekend.
    ur such a loler sophie-la (inside joke u wouldnt understand but i get it and think itz funny)

  24. *day

  25. i am like so bored……. and i am laughing at one of my best *guy* frieds pics of when he was in 1st grade…… he he he……….. my face is a red as a pickle…………….*cracks up laughing at her and her *guy* friend and her bff’s inside joke from 1st grade*
    you wouldn’t under stand……. *keeps laughing* i quack myself up…… *has another laughing fit*……. sorry but no one in my house feels like entertaining me right now so i have to entertain my self…. then a duck walks buy…….*laughing histaricly now* anothe inside joke……… *wipes at eyes becaue was laughing so hard crying*………

    i think some one spiked my dinner *another laugh caome out and ends with a sigh* another inside joke……

    he he he

    me is weird

    WoRD 😉

  26. i am really weird

    i no

    WoRD 😉

  27. yay me i gotz a fanlib account but itz not finished

  28. What’s your name? on fanlib. I could send you a friend request if I knew. I’m Nataliek on Fanlib.

    I have a 4 day weekend. Soo fawesome. Except for the whole “grounded” thing. *sigh*

    Midterms suck. ugh. Almost through them though…the only one I have left to take is science. I HATE science. And all the people in my science class. They are idiots.

    I’ll have lots of fun. Pray for me. 😛

  29. ugh, i have to take my bio honors quarterly today. i be DOOMED.

  30. Midterms? Well I have finals 😦 I have science and ELA today, and I don’t think I’ll make it through the day 😦

    Need something to get out of finals…… NANOS!!

    Hehe.. 😀

  31. ok just to let u guys no all fridays are

    RANDOMNESS DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    so every friday you have to say every thing that come to mind…. k?

    and make sure ur friends know this too…..

    i came up with this all by myself this morning and now i will make is know all over

    he he he

    i like eggs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

    he he he

    WoRd 😉

  32. no, today is Penguin Day. duh!
    also, Not Steampunk Day.

  33. hehehe. btw u found me allie-wa ur now my friend.penguin day hehehe. yay me i reached a break in my story!!!! i think im gonna type it alll tommorow cuz i gots nuthin 2 do. yay im so excited about it!!!!! it was sort of one of my original iideas but i changed it a lot

  34. me is like gonna be sooooooooooooo busy tm. cause my grandma is comeing over………………………………….. for like a week or two…………………………………….. uhhhhhhhhhhhh……….

    he he he to dy canbe both benguin day and Randomness day


    WoRd 😉

  35. Mrs. Suzie had a tug boat
    The tug boat had a name
    The tug boat went to heven
    Mrs. Suzie went to
    Hello operater give me # 9
    If u diconecct me i’ll kick ur big
    Behind th frigrator there was a peice of glass
    Mrs.suzie sat upon it and broke her big fat
    Ask me no more questions
    Tell me no more lies
    the boys are in the bathroom ziping up there
    Flies are in the medows
    Frogs are in the park
    Mrs. suzie and her boyfriend are kissing in the Dark

    i am like sooooooooo bored so i just felt like posting it

    he he he

    WoRd 😉


    Mrs. Suzie 😉

  37. what was that sophie. that “poem” that was up there. where did you get that from. did you make it up? cool.

  38. It’s gonna snow today here again….the day of the Republican caucus. Isn’t that just ironic? The southeast doesn’t get snow…and they day they come here, it snows. Okay, it sounds stupid when I type it. But it’s ironic. ok?

    That. is. so. awesome.

  39. wow, ur in South Carolina then i guess.
    what i want to know is why it’s snowing in SC and Georgia but not here, where it always snows! stupid global warming!
    actually, i heard it might snow today….

  40. hehe. Vicky-la thats miss susie. ya no? except you sing it wierd Sophie-la…

    foolio guys! check this out:

    Comment by srcsmgrl on January 16, 2008 9:02 pm
    Hey Lizzy-wa and Serafina-zanes (and any other teen bloggers out there). Yalsa is looking for teen bloggers. If you are interested I put the link in my name to their blog and all the info is there.

    Cool thing you have going on here!
    sorry. i had to moderate it. but the actual comment is somewhere up there ^.

    -Co-Prez OUT! 😀

  41. […] Comment by srcsmgrl on January 16, 2008 9:02 pm […]

  42. whatthe? wierd and ping-like……

  43. ya…donno what that is…

    -Co-Prez OUT! 🙂

  44. i think it’s something to like inform that person that you posted about them or something. i’ve seen it a couple times before, i think.

  45. oooohhhh…i get it…kind of.

    -Co-Prez OUT! 😐

  46. OMG that was amazing! You need to write more, you are my Scott!

  47. What else is going to happen? You need to write more I NEED to know how they get Jess outta the secret hour! Please work your hands off…I’m desperate! REALLY!

  48. hehe. yeah. shes fawesome. i just posted the end if ya wanna check it out! on the homepage! oh…and do ya wanna join? or are you just here to read the fic? or have you already joined? im so confuzzled!

    -Co-Prez OUT! 😕

  49. wow, fawesome compliments Jessica YaD.

  50. i need to get midnighters! someone tell me where~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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