Nine of us came here, but sometimes I wonder if time has changed usif we all still believe in our mission. There are six of us left. Were hiding, blending in, avoiding contact with one another . . . but our Legacies are developing, and soon well be equipped to fight. Could one of them be the raven-haired girl with the stormy eyes from my dreams? The girl with powers that are beyond anything I could ever imagine? The girl who may be strong enough to bring the six of us together?