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  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Contents
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  77. Glossary
  78. Dramatis Personae
  79. Keep Reading …
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  81. About the Publisher

Omen shrugged. “It was just part of my everyday life. I knew how to look both ways before crossing the road, I knew how to ride a bike, and I knew not to tell mortals that my family were sorcerers. Some of the people I go to class with were raised without knowing one thing about the mortal world, but most grew up just like normal people, with this little bit extra. As weird as it sounds, they didn’t really miss out on having a normal life. Well, Auger and I did, of course, but that’s just because our parents have been consumed by the prophecy since before we were born. It’s not exactly easy raising the boy who’s destined to save the world. They can’t really make any mistakes with him.”

“Or you.”

“Ah, they’re less concerned about that,” he said, and laughed, not quite convincingly.

“So you’d watch normal TV and listen to normal songs and everything?”

Omen smiled again. “Yes. There’s always been a channel you can only get if you know magic.”

“The Global Link.”

“Right, but I never watched it. They only broadcast the news and stuff, never cartoons.”

“And you had mortal friends?”

“Yes. Well, no. I mean, I could have had, but we weren’t really allowed any because my family’s work with Auger was so important. That’s why I like Corrival so much – I can actually have friends here.” He stood and Xena scrambled up, her tail wagging madly and her tongue hanging out.

“How’s your head?” Valkyrie asked.

“We went through this on the phone.”

“Yeah. And now I’m asking in person.”

“My head’s fine,” Omen said. “No headaches or anything. I’m perfectly healthy.”

“I didn’t mean for you to get hurt.”

“I’m not hurt.”

“But you were.”

“So? I’m not hurt any more, and we have a job to do, don’t we? So we should stop talking about this and go find Byron. He’s the only one of the Scholars that didn’t run, so maybe he’ll actually tell us something.”

She sighed. “Fine. So where do we find your friend?”

“Byron Grace isn’t really a friend,” said Omen. “But he used to date October Klein.”

“Ah, and October is a friend?”

“I doubt October knows who I am. She’s really popular. But the guy who tutors her in science is friends with the guy who sits across from me in French.”

“And … and does he know you exist?”

“Of course.”

“Right.”

“But he doesn’t like me.”

“I see.”

“He thinks I’m weird and have no friends.”

“Do you have friends?”

“Yes, I do. I have one.”

“One friend still counts,” said Valkyrie. “One friend is all some people need. So we talk to this guy, who talks to his pal, who talks to October, who tells us where Byron is, right?”