Okay guys, I have the name for the sequel its "The Crazy Times of Ranger Ride" but it's not up yet. I'm going to wait until school starts or I get a computer with Microsoft word and internet because I use the school's Microsoft programs and my account will expire soon. Here's a sneak peak!

"Wait…there's something down there." River said barely whispering in the dark tunnel.

"What?" I asked him.

He frowned, and I could see that thanks to my inherited hybrid vision. "I'm not sure…its almost human…but not quite."

"Jazz?" I turned to River's twin.

She ran a hand over the dirt walls. "People walk up and down these tunnels frequently…I can tell by the feet impressions in the dirt."

"See River, they're just people. We can crash with the hobos for tonight, like our parents did once, then we can continue to the House of Night school. No biggie." I started walking down the tunnel; River reached up and yanked me to a stop.

I glared up at him. "Cool it Mr. Long-Pants!" I snapped. I used to be taller than him and he had an insane growth spurt and was almost as tall as his dad. "There's nothing to be afraid of down here, except for the dark."

We rounded a corner in the tunnel lit by a torch.

There were a few different rooms on either side. The contents of them were masked by sheets and curtains and things like that. It gave me the impression somebody was living there.

Up ahead was a doorway with the most light behind a sheet. We headed for it, we pulled the curtain aside…and I was frozen with an arrow aimed at my chest in point-blank range.

The kid holding the boy was attractive. He had shaggy blonde hair, brown eyes, tan skin and some fierce tattoos on his face. "Tell me who you are."

"Ranger!" A familiar voice shouted.

I looked for the source eagerly. It was the very fledgling we had come to see. "Anakin!"

He grinned at me and god, did I want to run my hands through his hair, kiss him and hold on to him. I missed him so much.

"Your hair!" I said my eyes wide in shock. His lustrous black shaggy hair had been dyed to a silvery white, making the dark blue outline of crescent on his forehead stand out above his shocking green eyes.

The kid lowered his bow in front of him. "Anakin, you know these people?"

"She's my girlfriend and these are her cousins."

"Anakin," I said going to where he was sitting on a rock. "What are you doing down here? I thought you were supposed to be at the House of Night."

He pulled me down onto his lap and said, "well, that's kind of a long story."

"Well, we've got time."