The three winged teens looked at her expectantly. But only one clicked.
"Rayne." She murmured, stepping up to look the dark-haired boy in the face. "Your name is Rayne, right?"
The boy smiled. "Must be, you're the only one that knows."
"What is this place?" She asked, looking at the strange rock before glancing at the other two. "Who are you?"
"My name is Arella..." The blonde smiled. "Well, as far as we know, it is."
"Who am I?"
The red-head frowned. "I wish I knew. I don't know anything either."
She frowned, her light gold wings folding neatly against her back. "So where are we?"
Four quick flashed of light from the crystal, gold, white, green, black. It kept repeating, the colors bright and warm.
"Wait, what happened to the blue and red." Arella looked at the read-head.
He shrugged. "How should I know?"
"When I saw you, you both were touching the glowing rock. Red and blue..." Rayne said, pointing at Arella and the boy in turn.
"Fire and water..." The golden-haired girl murmured.
"So, if we touch the rock, our color light is left out of the pattern?" The boy asked.
"I guess..." Rayne shrugged. Reaching out, he touched the crystal, watching the pattern. The pattern flashed by, gold, white, green, gold, white, green. Black had been removed.
"It's a check point." The golden girl said, setting a hand on the crystal. "To make sure we all find our way here."
The gold disappeared from the pattern, just two colors left, white and green.
"Two left..." Arella murmured.
"And there is one now..." Rayne pointed up at the sky, his eyes wide. "Look!"
Gliding down from the clouds was the from of a boy, carried by soft gray wings.