������� I was sitting in the living room of my foster parents' home, watching Titanic for about... oh, the fiftieth time. Then that classic line came up again.

�::Flashback::

����������� I was at softball camp, thinking about the letter I had just received from my sister, Charity. Just then, I was called into the main office. "Jacob," Mr. Sullivan, the director of the camp, said, in a solemn tone, "there's been a fire at your house."

����������� "What? Are my mother and sister okay?"

����������� "Charity is just fine. But your mother... your mother's body hasn't been found. They believe her to be dead. I'm so sorry."

����������� I collapsed into a chair. "I can't believe it. My mother's dead, I don't have a home... where is my sister?"

����������� "We don't know."

::Reality::

~*~

��������� Let me tell you this: I'm special. Not to sound conceited or anything, but you don't meet people with powers every day. Yeah, I said powers. Like Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Michael, Max and Isabel... (if you don't know who they are, I suggest you start watching Charmed and Roswell) But this is real life. I have powers because my family has been fighting evil for generations. You want to know what I can do? I can freeze time and people (like Piper). I can heal people (like Max), I can sense things that people try to hide, I can sense evil, and sometimes I get visions (like Phoebe).

��������� And you thought that was cool? That doesn't even compare to what my sister can do.� Charity has the real powers. She just doesn't know it yet... because she has amnesia. I know, I know, I just said I haven't seen Angel (my nickname for Charity) in almost a year, but I have ESP with my sister. I can read her mind, and she can read mine. She doesn't remember me though. Anyway, she's the one that the evil forces have been prophesizing about for generations. She's been destined since birth to destroy every evil force in the world. I know she's scared. I know she knows she's different, but she doesn't know why. That's why I have to find her.

~*~

��������� "Jacob, she needs you. They need you."

��������� "Charity?" I asked. "She needs me?"

��������� The angel nodded. "The evil is coming after her. The battle has begun, Jacob. Good and evil are fighting for your sister's soul. She needs you. They need you."

��������� "But where do I find her? Where is she?"

��������� "She's with Grace," the angel told me. "Find Grace. And be careful." And with that, she disappeared. I got up and started to pace. "Grace? Did she mean Aunt Grace? She's alive?" I asked to myself. "Where is she?" Just then, I saw something...

~*~

::Premonition::

������� "Oh, Miguel, it's beautiful," Angel says. The boy with her smiles and says, "Just like you." They kiss and smile, then walk hand in hand past a sign that says "Harmony."

::Reality::

~*~

��������� "I know where to go now," I said. So I went to pack up my stuff and headed for a place called Harmony.