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In the situation they're in, she's supposed to be running. So she's running as fast as Sal is, breaths lodged in their throats as she's pulled by the shoelace. “hide honeyass!” She shouts, only able to watch while Cerise trips face-first to the ground.
The garden walls are prickly with the vines and thorns stuck on it, the smell of Lysichiton plants nothing close to pleasant as she crawls around it. what an awful hiding place
Despite being amidst the unfamiliarity of the place, there’s a sense of deja vu present, Cerise is always being chased. She's not supposed to open her eyes but she does. All of it felt like a blur, happening to
A week later, "She's supposed to come with me, I'm training her." "She's coming with me I'm the one she's managing." Coming to work early in the morning was a choice Cerise decided to make. Last night, she found out that Jean is at least a hundred years old. Because of a street sign she recognized to be the same as the one in the photograph in her father's office. And where is Jean now? In the headquarters, arguing with Trinity on who gets to come with who. Cerise is left typing aggressively on her keyboard, trying to drown out the noise of the two men behind her. "I get to decide where she goes, I'm managing her!"
"Where are you going again? It's the weekend."Cerise questions Sal, who she knew was going out because of the loose thread on her pinky. "I'm going to dance! bye."Sal leaves in a hurry. These days, Sal has been drifting from Cerise, always at ZM and never having time for the two of them anymore. Sal doesn't visit her at work or at college too like she said she would. Cerise is left to sulk in her bedroom. The apartment they shared was cozy and modern, with monochrome furniture decorating the place and tall windows aligning the walls. Suddenly, Cerise remembers the last time someone broke into their apartment, where they ended up running and Sal wouldn't spill about anything that had happened. She still needs to
Heartbreak. Cerise didn't realize that's what she's feeling at this moment. Tears stream down her face. Her stomach in twists, head buzzing and ears ringing. Her heart hurts so much and she can't seem to find a way to stop it. She forgets everything else but the pain, falling into a desperate, depressive state. In her arms is Jean, he had his head laid on her lap, their fingers intertwined and Cerise's tears falling onto his shirt. He had been explaining everything to her. And by everything he means himself and him stalking Cerise as well as what he has found out. Cerise doesn't know what her heart feels more broken for, herself or for Jean's story "Are you okay?"Jean asks, stretching his bloodied wings. Cerise wipes her tears away and assists the aurum in standing up. Cerise is tired a
Cerise wakes up with a groan, eyes puffy and voice hoarse. She looks around her room, there's a tiny, scary spider staring at her from the corner of her closet. "I'm sorry little guy I'm gonna have to kill you." Cerise grimaces at the word "kill", remembering earlier's events and the revelation to her, She still couldn't believe it and it may not look like it but she's trying to accept it. Acceptance is key. She crawls off from her bed, rolled newspaper in hand as she slowly walks toward the little critter. Just as she's about to hit it, the spider stands, fangs out and hairy little hands in the air. Cerise screams and drops the newspaper, runs outside of her room, and shuts it closed. On the couch, she sees Sal and a potato chip floating in the air. "When did you get home?" Cerise asks, "An hour ago. I saw Mr. model leaving your room." Cerise flushes at Sal's statement, what could he have be
Royalty, being one is a rather exquisite title. In the old times, royalty was about money which Cerise thinks is the only thing she qualifies for. Her family is rich, practically billionaires as they used to spend days together to waste their cash before the incident happened. Queen...There's no guarantee that she's the new Queen, there are tons of aurums out there that are much more powerful than she is. Yet Cerise flushes at the thought, being Queen meant she had an advantage over everyone else. she had a title to uphold.Cerise shakes her head, feather pen dropped from her delicate fingers as she adjusts her dress. From the drawer, she takes out a ticket, covered in white petals and golden linings. Addressed to her by her father, "This is an exclusive ball, you must attend as Rubylust's and our family's representative."Mild excitement can be heard from her squeal, it's been a while since Cerise has been to a ball, the last one counted to be her graduation."Jean?" C
--- LUCE - LIGHTS --- Luce garden stands on the side of Albahr street, greeting the main highway with its starry lights, especially during nighttime. Golden clouds fog around it, giving it an ethereal aura no matter the time of day. Cerise and Trinity meditate by the open area, Cerise manifesting the energy which she intends to give Trinity. Titan energy. In the royalty rankings, there were three, the Titans, the Robin and the absolute Royals which are the Queen and overlord. It's stated that the absolute royals may pass the power but only onto pure aurums, which Trinity qualifies for. Cerise and Trinity have been testing out each other's skills, dueling and helping each othe
Cerise doesn't know what to feel, blinded by her own emotions that she feels as if it's her first heartbreak. She's been crying on Jean's jacket with him acting as a throw pillow for her to squeeze. She can't breathe. gasping for air with her mouth as her nose has become runny from all the crying. Sal hasn't come home in a week, moreover not even bothering to contact her. Her heart feels heavy, stomach growling in pain as if she was dying of hunger when in fact, she's just missing someone important to her. Jean doesn't understand this but he tries his best to comfort Cerise, drawing tiny circles on her back to calm her down. "I miss her so much." Cerise cries out, tears continuously streaming from her cheeks and Jean makes sure to wipe it away with his finger. "It's going to be alright she'll come back." Jean assures but Cerise is reluctant, "No she won't! She's mad I ignored her for so long we've been drifting" she sobs and continues murmuring wo
Outside Joy's sweet shop, the kids run and the hollows hide, the aurums walk and the broken sigh. Cerise and Jean share a smoothie, silently staring at the spot Janoir used to seat in and he'd almost tumble over from laughing."I miss Janoir." It hasn't even been a full day since Janoir was seemingly abducted from work, and Cerise wasn't able to do anything due to his family issuing an emergency leave for him."One time, the two of us went together to Amors and he snorted a full cup of coffee through his nose after failing to get the barista's number." Cerise sadly grins at the memory, Jean chuckles, sipping on their drink as he observes the man at the counter. Joy hasn't been managing the shop since the day Louejone came out of the backroom. "One thing I love about Janoir is that he never fails to lighten up a place. When we first met, he was auditioning," Jean pulls at Cerise's hands and opens up her palm, drawing wind toward them and forming tran
People of Gold are powerful, and if an unbalanced society were to be created because of them? It is up to the royals to restore peace.Nicholas stood by the entrance of the safe house, watching from the shrubs acting as walls of the garden. He, Cerise, and Yzander were directly on top of it. Conversing, devising a plan to stop this chaos with all their willpower.It's gotten to the point that Cerise would risk her life for people she doesn’t know, to the point that even if she’s unable to fully control her abilities, if it means she’ll get everything back to normal she’ll do it.As Yzander stated, he had told his ‘friends’ to get some help outside of the city but he remains highly suspicious to both Cerise and Nicholas. Cerise feels guilt. Observing the way Yzander carries himself. So tough and rough yet his facial features scream fragile danger. She ponders at the thought of the deal she made with the doctor, giving up Yzande
Thinking of someone can be difficult. Especially when they’re somewhere far, somewhere you don’t know about.The worst-case scenario would be them in danger and the best would be they left for the better, for themselves, but Cerise knows Jean wouldn’t leave her like that.In Cerise’s eyes, Jean is her healer, her guardian. At the same time her definition of love, her partner, and their light.Months back, Jean had Cerise wrapped around his finger almost immediately. At first, Cerise almost thought that he was toying with her but then hardship came and she felt the sincerity with every step they took. The staircase is too high up to see the end, and Cerise hopes she’ll continue walking this staircase further with Jean back in her arms.It might not have seen like it, but Cerise adores and cares for Jean with the deepest and most passionate emotion she has.
"Let's keep going" Nicholas heaves, tired from all the fighting. After some nitwit hearing that they have a safe place, the lot of them tried to follow, asking to come with, but Nicholas, acting as a leader, refuses to risk the lives of his companions. Strangers are a threat, and this doctor is enough.Where could Janoir be? Cerise keeps asking herself, head spinning from all the thoughts and the tiring walk. Sal tries to distract her but talking is taking so much out of her that the hollow takes it as a sign to shut up."Janoir could be back at his house," Nicholas states, earning himself a questioning look from Halo and Cerise."Why would he go there when he knows the way to the underground house?""I mean his actual house," Nicholas pauses, reminices the happenings that occurred in that damned place. "the mansion,"Cerise quietly slows down, her guess might be right. Janoir might have come for his sister.The thought of spending the next
Waking up in an underground house seems unideal, but Cerise is excited. She wonders, how many hours, days and weeks since she last saw Sal. She's woken everybody up with the noise she's making, scrambling for tools in the boxes in the corner. Yzander and his friend has seen better days, used to the luxury that was provided with them being part of an illegal business, some would call it a mafia, for being too rich and too powerful. Even the rehabilitation rooms in ARIA were far better than this, bunk beds and cement walls reek of poverty. It's ironic, he thinks. For the safe house to belong to the Dellancy family as he's heard, this was awfully substandard. "It's time we look for Janoir and get my friend." Cerise announces, playing with her sweater before folding it and places it on the bed. "Again, Cerise, it's risky" Nicholas acts like her father, bitter and demanding. Cerise has long waited for this. For the moment she'd get to see Sal again. Janoir was no
Yzander was a leader, a boss, the alpha of a pack. So when he and his entire mob got caught two years ago by ARIA, it was his whole responsibility to get them out. He was the father of a hundred men with millions of connections that proved to be useless the moment they refused to help in getting them out.ARIA had caught them during a raid once, their president, Louejone had chased them down to the very last man until they were all detained.They did business within and outside the walls of Faradiso, and it's still a surprise they got caught since they've spent the past decades doing it with no sign of danger to their group.Yzander had a terrible power, one that had himself touching the necks of swans and aurums and they're immediately under hypnosis, moving to his commands. He was the puppet master. A puppet master whose strings were taken away.Curse Louejone!Yzander wished he'd rot in the underworld, much worse than he would.His last c
Prisoners of Gold, that's what the citizens call them. Outside, in the desert, is a red zone where aurums are wild and free to do as they want, no rule bounds them. The red zone is known for war occurring nearly everyday, between groups of powerful aurums living in the desert. The country of Fiveisla is separated not by bodies of water but by mass desolations. The reason why Faradiso has walls taller than the heavens is to block such aurums from invading the city.Today seems to be that day.Cerise was awoken by a loud ringing and people screaming, there seems to be a commotion outside.The siren of the city hall rung throughout Faradiso, it only ever does during calamities or emergencies.Cerise uncurls herself from her position, wiping the tears away as she cried because of Jean's situation. She walks toward the glass wall, peering down at the streets. There she sees aurums, attacking one another. One of them flew upwards and threw a car at a crowd. The
Days in Faradiso were always beautiful, the people rivaled the sun as the only star that shone brightest. Big smiles are shared amongst aurums and the hollows wander the forests of the city. It seems that all is peaceful, no danger lingers in the alleyways of the city of Paradise.For the past months however, Rubylust and their employees find themselves in a difficult position, one of their stars has caused great misconduct. The media was everywhere and its to be expected but for the standards of this city, this was all new and unfamiliar to them, leading them to panic.Nicholas sat at home, watching the news."Tsk," He picks up his coffee from the table that was placed over a newspaper that stated the same articles about Rubylust and Jean."How unfortunate." He stands up and gets ready to go out, hair combed and weapons hidden, just for emergency. Nicholas had one person in mind throughout the time he was watching the scandals, Cerise.When night
The moon shone its brighest above paradise city, fairies flying all over the place in migration and no other being knows why. Its a rare sight and Cerise and Jean watch it from the gigantic window of Cerise's apartment. Peace lit over them, Cerise was reading Jean an article about his current works and they laughed as she opened one referring to their relationship. Cerise however, was awkwardly squirming in her seat, Jean had leaned on her shoulder and continued talking and the subject matter right now was doing no help.It leaves Cerise confused, what exactly were they? They were closer than best friends but nothing more than that so why exactly does she have weird inhibitions whenever Jean is around?Jean is a mystery she has to solve. They're close alright, but she knows nothing else about Jean aside from the revelation that was brought on during the fight.Unlike her, Jean knew all the stories about her childhood, her parents and all the things that makes th
Nicholas doesn't remember the last time he was filled with so much anger. He's been betrayed and he doesn't know for how long. His lover was his life, his only source of energy and having him taken away was like losing his own sanity and soul. Gleeful. Joyful. That's what he used to be throughout those moments he was far from his partner yet he knew he was waiting for him no matter their distance. It's a shame. Everything's all turned into dust now. His lover was now dust. Crying was no option. Nicholas takes the engagement ring off of the finger of the skeleton, grinding his teeth as he does. He turns around and faces Janoir who he knows is fearful of him as of this moment. Janoir was just a young adult, who knew almost nothing about the world. He was close to innocent if it wasn't for his bad experience. Knowing himself, he'd never do something to harm anyone else and it wasn't his fault he was born into such a problematic family either. He had no c