Chapter 1

 The world seems like its being strangled of all its life. It feels so heavy on my shoulders. Most people that know me, like me. I don't know why. I'm nothing special. I'm just me, and I good with that. My name is Isabella Rayne Lambert. I am 36 years old. I live in northeast Michigan; in a town that nobody can seem to pronounce. "Ossineke." Not with an "E" sound at the end. I am not the a-typical woman. I know every woman says that, but really, I'm not. I am a mother and I have a husband that I love very much. We have 3 dogs and try to live the best we can with what we have. I think we do a pretty good job at it. The only difference with our family, is that most families don't have to deal with everyone in the family having, "gifts." Now I'm not talking about a gift you get on Christmas. I am talking about special gifts that make us able to see, hear or feel if spirts are around. Or sensing something is going to happen and things of the sort. It's kind of hard to list because it's not like I'm a member of x-men, or able to call my gift whenever I want to, and get the answers I want; in a way I can understand. My days are normal mom days. Well, most days.

  On days like today, my M.S. is kicking my butt. My kids are picking on each other. My dogs are running amuck through the house. I have to clean the house, and I have to get my husband up and out of bed before our friends come over so we can visit. I said would cut their hair and help them with their other problems I that our gifts come in handy for. Luckily for me, I do well under stress and pain. I deal with it every day, so I kind of have to. Just on top of all that, it feels like something big is going to happen. Everything in me is stirring. I feel electrified. Like I said before, I don't control it. It just happens. "Gifts?" yeah ok." I never know what to do with what I feel. It takes time. I have to work out the feelings and figure out what way it's pointing me to go in. It's a headache if you ask me. Then you have the people that love you asking what's wrong, and all I can  say, "I'm fine." I never know, until I figure it out.

   It's about 1:00 pm, the house is as good as its going to get. My husband, Robby, is in the shower. Dax is messing with the puppy, and V, is watching something on her phone quietly in her room with the 2 bigger dogs. The house is as calm as it gets during the day. Please, don't think I am bitching about my life because I hate it, no, quite the opposite, I love my life, it just gets a little stressful sometimes, and I have to vent a little. But I can take this calm time to organize my mind and start the process of deciphering the feelings I have. Why do I feel like I am getting attacked physically? I know its not my M.S. I am just sitting here in my rocking chair. There is no other person hurting me. I don't think its towards my family or friends directly, it doesn't feel that localized. On the other hand, I feel like my friends and family could get hurt. How do I feel like Im getting attacked? Well, I feel like my skin is burning, I also feel like I hit something very hard, like I got hit by three trucks at once. I'm scared and feel hopeless. I just don't know what it means yet. Its right there, Like its at the tip of my tongue. What the fuck!? Why does this have to be so hard? People could be in danger, wait not could be, they are in danger. I hear almost like a timer in my head counting down to something. I feel like I must do something, but what? I don't even know what I will be fighting, or what is going to happen.

  I hear a loud radio that is getting closer. As I walk down the hall to see if Robby is dressed, we run into each other. "Ok good, I was coming to check on you, they are here." I said to Robby while giving him a kiss good afternoon. "Peggy and Jake are here, Red and Sal will be here shortly." I filled him in while walking to the door.

 I open the door as Peggy was getting ready to knock and I startled her. "Hi Hun, are you feeling ok ". Is the first thing she said to me with worry splashed a crossed her face.

  "I'm fine, same shit different day," I responded while giving her a hug and walking into the kitchen.

  Robby started talking to Jake loudly, and laughing. So, Peggy and I walked into the dinning room and I sat back into my rocking chair, and she sat in the chair a crossed from me.

  "Actually Peggy, everything inside me is telling me something bad is going to happen. Not something minor either, something that will change life forever. I just don't know what yet, because I haven't figured it out, yet." I blurted out to Peggy.

  "I knew something wasn't ok with you. You look drained and worried." She said while taking a sip of her Pepsi.

 "What do you have to do, to figure out? It sounds pretty important, so my hair can wait," Peggy said, waiting patiently for my answer.

  She is waiting for an answer that I don't have at the moment. But I will figure it out, I have to.

  "Does it have to do with the others? Or Red Earth?" She said quietly like she was trying to keep a secret."They are stirring. Not like they are trying to just take over, but, like a warning. They want me to know they are here if I need them." I said normally. Everyone in the house has seen at least one of the people from Red Earth that I have brought over.

 "Red Earth" is what I call a place I Astral Project to, after I go into the Grand Hallway. Red Earth is directly across the hall from our Earth or home. If I go into that "doorway," that looks like a window, Im in a place that looks like Earth, but it has a red tint. Everyone is wicked, powers are real, and they love our Earth for some reason. Only certain people can bring them over. Personally, I have brought over 4 of them, not at once of course. I've brought over the Horner twins and they share their time. Roza, with a "Z", never with a "S," or she will get very mad. She is very strong, and the longer she is over on our side the harder it is to get her to go back, and she starts to get her powers too. Then, there is Orna. Orna is the top bitch! She is the Queen of Red Earth. She is the most powerful. She is also Roza's sister. For a long time, I walked the line, bringing her over a lot. She made me feel great. My M.S. pretty much went away. All my body problems went away, and I lost weight. Not that I'm fat, I'm a mom. I'm average. I brought her over 10 to 15 minutes a day for a while, but she got wise and started to make it harder for me to make her leave. Then she showed me Red Earths library to entice me to stay. So, I started researching anything I could, it has everything! Longer and longer, she would prance around in my body, and no one was really the wiser. Because she can act like me to the T. Then I realized how much time she was living my life instead of me. So, I stopped, no matter the pain I have, my family is more important. I have to be there for them, not her.

  Interrupting my thoughts Peggy said. "Have you thought about cutting the chains you have placed on yourself? I know you are scared to let lose that part of you and finally be whole, but It might be easier for you to figure out what is going to happen. Or is it that you just don't know how to do it, because you don't exercise your gifts as much as you did when you were younger? I don't know, I just remember you said something to the fact that you put chains on your gifts a long time ago to make sure you weren't a bright light in the darkness when you had V."

  In a nervous tone, I replied. "I'm just not sure if I should. I am not the person I was then. I guess you can say, I am scared. But I'm not scared of what I put chains on. I'm scared of the chains my grandma, put on me when I was born. I'm afraid if take my chains down, her chains will go also. I don't know what she chained, so I don't know what would be released.

 Red and Sal pulled into the driveway in their silver truck."Babe? Red and Sal are here will you let them in please." I said to Robby while he is talking to Jake."Yes, my love." Robby said while walking to the door."I love that man." I said to Peggy while smiling at Robby.

 Red walks into the dinning room. "Hi sunshine. Are you doing ok?" she said when she sees me in my rocking chair. Peggy gets up and gives Red a hug. While the boys head to the living room to talk and shoot the shit. Robby first stopped by the rocking chair and gave me kiss and said, "I Fucking Love YOUI kissed him back and replied, "I fucking love you too!! Robby walked to the living room to hang with the guys.

  Red broke the silence, "Ok. What is going on? The dread in the air, is worse than ever. I'm a wiccan, I have gifts but not like you do, but something is not right."  Peggy spoke before I could open my mouth, "It's not just you! She feels it too. And her gifts are saying she needs to figure out why and fast. She is trying to figure out if she needs to break the chains, she put on her self-years ago. But doing that could break her grandma's chains, that she put on her when she was born. And she doesn't know why her grandma did this in the first place." When Peggy finished, she was out of breath because she just brought Red up to speed in a minute. "Wow, Ok. I think I'm caught up." Red laughed. "Do you have any direction on what it is by chance?" Red said. "I think so, but it is still very unclear, and I don't know what to do. Peggy, might be right, I just don't know why or what my grandma chained, what if that is released." I said, very worried.  Red in a very serious tone said. "Close your eyes, clear your mind, if you have to, use your headphones and listen to your dubstep."

  I did what Red said. I used my headphones and dubstep to block all the noises from the house. I focused on the feelings, trying to make a picture. The Burning skin, the heat, the feeling of being smashed against something, being scared, and hopelessness. Under my hands, I feel cement, not my rocking chair. I open my mind's eyes and I see destruction. I look to my right and someone wearing a uniform is laying on the ground not moving, not breathing, not living. I try to get closer but big cement pieces are trapping my legs. Something is on fire close to me. It is so hot, but I can't move away from it. I look at my clothing. I am not wearing what I was wearing, I am wearing a uniform. The uniform says, Fermi nuclear power plant. There is a name tag that says Amy Warner. There is a loud noise going off. I know that sound from the shows I've watched on history and discovery. That is the total melt down siren. I hear someone screaming over the intercom. "They set bombs off! We can't fix it. Evacuate now! Call home say goodbye. Fermi is going to blow. Evacuate! Try to find Shelter. Beware of nuclear Radiation. I never expected I would die Feb. 15, 2023, Before I even got lunch. Evacuate!

  The man on the intercom sounded as if he gave up already. Next thing I see is the brightest light anyone has ever seen, and then heat, than I was just gone. Next thing I know I'm watching from outside, and its true the reactors just go off like fireworks. I'm watching this as if I'm here, but I haven't left my rocking chair; if I focus on my bare feet, I still can feel the cold wood floor under my feet. I'm getting drawn away but not back home. I'm seeing big cities here in Michigan getting invaded by soldiers. Wait, what? Are the soldiers ours, or another country? I don't see airplanes dropping them off; they are coming in by truck loads. I am getting drawn to somewhere else and fast. Wow! that's disorienting. Ok, where am I now? Looking around I see mountains and lights, a lot of lights. I know this place, its Las Vegas. Fires everywhere, the casinos are up in flames. The military are here too, and more are getting off busses. People are being lined up, and some are going on busses. Some are going somewhere else... They are shooting them, why are they shooting them. The bodies are falling into a big hole that a backhoe is still digging. What is going on! I cry to myself. I am moving fast but this time up. Then I stopped and I could see all the major cities at once in the U.S. It is happening everywhere. The fires, the deaths, and the military, tears are running down my physical body in my rocking chair. My heart is breaking at the sight of this. My home, my country, my whole world is screaming. All the nuclear power stations were targeted, not just in the U.S., but in the whole entire world. The military is doing this in every major city in the world. Who would have the manpower or the finances to orchestrate this? Why would you want to do this to innocent people? How can I help? I'm so small and this is so big? And now I feel the hopelessness.