I saw another wolf nearby, and decided to talk to it. 

"Hello," I said, "what's your name?"

The wolf just stared at me, shocked.

"No," it said, "this can't be happening. I'm dead..."

"Um, well, you can't be dead, otherwise you wouldn't be talking to me. I'm Rajjk, by the way."

The wolf stared silently at me. "I know," it said. "I'm Echo." 

"What! No!" I said. "Echo's up there, see?"

"Rajjk, I know this is hard to believe, but that's not me. That's someone pretending to be me. I bet it's B.I.G., spying on us again."

"Oh no! I have to warn the others! Can you use your fae magic to make you a fae again?"

"That's just it, Rajjk. I can't. Ony shape-shifter fae can do that."

"But, Echo, you gotta try. Please. Maybe they changed your magic."

Echo looks at me, and then starts to laugh hysterically. 

"What's so funny?" I ask. 

"To think," she croaks, "I thought I was dead!" 

"Echo! Just try, okay?"

"Alright." She takes a deep breath, shuts her eyes-and turns into a frog.

"Oops," she says, and does it once more. And again. And again. I am about to give up, when, she takes a deep breath-and does it!

"Yes!"she yells, and I agree. "Thanks, Rajjk. You and I are going to be great pals. I bet when B.I.G. Cut down my tree, my soul transfered to a tree of a shape-shifter. I'd heard of that happening, but it's very rare."

"I'll bet!" I said. " Come on, let's tell the others."

Sorry if this isn't what you wanted the story to look like, Echo, just I didn't want you dead because you are just awesome. Plus, you're the leader, and there's no team without a leader. 

I guess I'm in shock.

I can't beleve Echo survived that fall. I was so scared, and I guess everyone else was too.

I dunno, though. Ever since Serafina and Raina brought her back from where she had jumped, Echo has seemed a little...odd. somehow, she doesn't seem to be the strong, kind fae, that I met when I escaped Prof. Hornshaw. She seems, you know, sort of different. And not in a good way. In a very bad way,

Ronan--- I stared at the small, smooth, black stone in my hand. The night we had rescued Zephyra, I had found this planted in my pocket and used it. The result had been scary. As I sat there on my bed, I got the urge to put the string the stone was attached to on my neck. No, I told myself. Last time you used it, you seemed to almost..... control the others. The urge grew stronger. Nonononono, I scolded myself. But then I found myself putting it on. I shivered as the feeling of having the energy of the entire world raced through me. I yelped as I felt a sharp pain on my arm. I took the stone off and looked down at my arm. There were words burnt onto it. The words were:

The Power Of Evil has been activated. 

Suddenly, I heard a loud rattling noise, one that seemed to shake to my very core. It hissed and buzzed around my ears, like some sort of evil demon. Then, suddenly, I head something-or someone-chanting, The Power of Evil has been activated, The Power of Evil has been activated,

What? I thought. No...this can't be true...I don't understand. There's a Power of Evil?

The Power of Evil has been activated, The power of Evil has been activated,

Suddenly, a huge, black, unearthly hand shot out of the sky, forcing me to the ground. Another one appeared and, with all the force of a demon, began to choke me.

"Help!" I tried to scream "Someone! Please! Help me!"

The hand held on tighter.

"Please!" I tried again. "Ronan! Rajjk! Echo! Delilah! SOMEONE!" 

As I spoke waht was sure to be my last words, I blacked out.

(By the way, I am not killing of my charrie. Can someone please come help me!? I'm about to die...) 

The sounds of the footsteps grew closer. Only I knew what B.I.G. had found out. I had to stop them - alone.

Count me in!

 NAME: Wiseowl

SPECIES: Barnowl/human

JOB/TITLE: Junoir librarian at Readers Barn

APPEARANCE: When in human form she's a bit on the small side, dark, dark long hair, big brown eyes, always with fethered cape(color brown) and necklace , usually has bright colors on. When in owl form you can see rainbow specks in her fethers.

PERSONALITY: Shy,calm,silent,carring,and wise beyond her years

HOME: Readers Barn's upstairs

MOST OFTEN SEEN AT: A cozy corner in the librairy cafe with hot coco and a good book

FRIEND OR MENTOR: Storm Windwhisperer, Icy,and soon Trill

 ENEMY OR RIVAL: B.I.G.

FAVORITE PERSON OR OBJECT: A musical note necklace that her mother gave her(rumor has it, that if you wear it and sing a certain chord at the ninth hour, the power of the song will be relased

MOTTO OR FAVARITE SAYING: The power comes from within

STRENGTHS:  sharp reflexes,moves silently, beautiful voice

WEEKNESSES: Doesn't want to hurt anyone phisically or with words,is sensitve,and is afraid of certain things

BACKROUND:  Was kidnapped as an owlet by the B.I.G. to examine colorful fethers until a spy let her escape. She was a spy for the F.A.F.A. but then got caught AGAIN! so now she is pretty secretive and undercover.