The bell rings, signifying the conclusion of another tortuous day. My locker, unfortunately next to "Mr. Popular" himself, winks at me as I walk out of class toward him. Xavier is swamped with fans, giving me plenty of time to collect my luggage. I grab my stuff, waiting for him to clear the crowd and head towards me. Which he does, with a big smile on his face. "Are you ready?" he questions.
I look away, trying to make my voice sound convincing. "Can I go to the bathroom first?"
He nods, staring at me with his electrifying green eyes. I suddenly feel like he can look me straight in the eye, seeing what my true intentions are. Keeping my head down, I pass him in the fierce crowd.
I weave through the hallways, enduring the jostling and pushing along the way, and stop near the bathroom. Consisting of only a small stall room and two meager sinks, it's a sorry excuse for a bathroom, but it will suit my needs just fine.
<I look at the scene around me, a blur of green, blue and brown, with awe. It's so strange, the way everything changes so quickly. It's a collage of the senses, all mixed up, unable to observe. The only thing that is constant is Xavier, and his huge arms around my form.Feeling like a baby in a crib, I rock in his arms, marveling at how I seem to fit into his embrace. For once, I am grateful for my small size. His hands offer a steady warmth as they radiate off my skin, warmth and desire mixed together. It's a trial for him, I can tell, to hold me like this, because the temptation is enormous. For both of us.I look at Xavier's masculine features, the way his azure hair glistens in the breeze. When the sun hits it perfectly, it looks like a rainbow, all the colors shining in every strand. It is the most gorgeous hair I have ever seen in my life.His eyes are incredible too. They are also the only things about him that are
The stars wink at me as I examine the area again. A small path off to the side, dotted with pine needles and leaves, catches my eye. Slowly, I begin to walk it, not sure where I am going.The ditch is nowhere to be found, leading me to believe that I am not outside the boundaries of the manor. However, when I see the dark, forbidding trees that remind me of the forest Xavier and I walked through, I am not so sure.I quickly dismiss my doubt. Of course I am still within the borders, because I have not yet passed the moat. Surely...Everything is quiet now, the only murmurs being those of the impetuous wind. My hair brushes behind me, blown by its frightening winds. I squint my eyes, wondering how such a violent wind could have risen unexpectedly. It's strong, but I hold my ground against the invisible monster.However, my troubles only increase when a white apparition appears before me, coming out fro
We enter the small room once more, Xavier easily lifting me up and placing my form on the bed. The rest of the pack shuffles inside, Ray closing the door with a thud.Immediately, the interrogation begins. "How can you see a Shifter?" Yi asks in amazement."Are you a Spire?" Jake questions stupidly, causing Ray to slap him."Wow, Xavier, you choose a seer as your mate. Aren't you sneaky," Wes comments with a slight smirk."Shut up, everyone! Xavier roars, causing even Wes to remain silent, "Let's answer Mona's questions first." He looks me in the eye, disarming me with a glance. "Go ahead, Mona," he whispers, somehow making the words intimate and exciting, "we'll tell you anything you want to know."I choke on a breath at his proximity, pulling away slightly. I tilt my head, wondering exactly what I want to know. What I need to know.Might as well start with
I look up at the window, seeing the werewolf I thought had abandoned me a moment ago. He is sitting on the tree branch closest to my window, beckoning me to open it. I crawl across the dull mattress to the wall, where the window is, and turn the lock. With a little pain in the hand that Xavier had injured, I forced it open, wondering how Xavier could fit into such a small space.Suddenly, a creamy white mass leaps through the window, landing on the same bed as me. It looks at me with its emerald eyes, the wolf part of Xavier, and transforms into the handsome man that is coupled with the beautiful beast.His eyes widen at my cheek, tinged ruby red from blood, pain and tears. "What happened?" he asks, somehow forcing me to betray the truth."Mrs. Penn, uh, slapped me," I finish in a whisper, muffled gasps escaping me as a new wave of pain enters my body. I can still feel them, the nails digging into my cheek. My hand throb
The afternoon air is crisp and cold, dancing along a little girl's bare shoulders as she rolls down the windows. She shivers slightly as the air turns into a rushing wind, slapping her cheeks. Irritated by its sudden force, she quickly rolls down the window, rushing to her beautiful mother for comfort."Now, now, sweet child, calm yourself," the goddess said, the words melting like butter between her lips. Her hair was a deep ruby red, her eyes as green as a meadow on a beautiful summer day. Her daughter had the same features, sharing almost no resemblance to her father. However, the daughter is blessed with her father's warm, enchanting laugh and quiet personality.The daughter sniffs in the woman's embrace, relishing the warmth the lady gives. Now she cries not because of the fierce wind, but because of the foreboding laced in the air, the foreboding only she can feel. It brings with it a great chill, its deadly claws digging into the girl
After waiting for a few seconds that dwindle, I laugh. This is the first time in almost three days that I've been totally alone. And the fact is, a day ago I begged and pleaded for a moment like this.But now, true loneliness is entering my chest. I guess I've gotten used to his stalker attitude, his quirky laugh, his extremely attractive appearance. As much as I hate to say it, Xavier has grown on me.Looking around, I smile as I spot a stream a few feet away. The water almost clear and not surrounded by sharp rocks, this will suit my purposes well. With a determined look, I grab a long, thick stick and use it as a walking stick. The beautiful oasis of slightly heated miracle water winks at me as I reach it, stumbling with my stick. Scanning the area once more, I become convinced that no one is watching. Not that anyone wants to look anyway.I take off my sturdy jeans that are too big for me, pulling my shirt over my he
Heading to my locker, I turn the knob to retrieve my stuff, and after a bit of thought, I open Xavier's as well so his fans don't block my locker by trying to flirt with him. I look for him, this blue haired guy with perfectly tamed hair that I would recognize anywhere...There he is!I join his group, trying to make my way through the planets in order to reach the blinding sun. Xavier spots me, and smiles. "Move over," he asks and the girls part like the Red Sea, leaving a royal path for the man himself. "You liked it better when I didn't go to your school, didn't you?" he questions knowingly. I laugh, as if it were the dumbest question I've ever heard, smiling at him. I admit... Maybe I did it to annoy the girls."I didn't really know you until you decided to come to my school," I whisper, leaning in close to her ear so they couldn't hear the snap of my remark. All they probably notice, though, is how close I am to him
"This is your room," Xavier leads me to a narrow door and opens it for me. I stare in wonder at the curved ceilings, the magnificent bed that is three times as big as me...I squint at him, wary. "You don't sleep in this room too, do you?"Yi happens to hear my statement in passing and smiles. "No," he answers for the blushing blue-haired idiot next to me, "but it's right next door." I turn to him, smiling at the blush now spreading across his features."There's another room available," Xavier explains simply, "but it's connected to Wes' room.""It might not be the best idea to take that other room," Yi laughs, "you might wake up to find your innocence stolen.""Yi!" Xavier elbows him and Yi starts to laugh even harder. Once I looked at him, I realized that he really did look the youngest of all. I wonder if it has something to do with his underdeveloped talent.
I don't even know when I woke up, but it feels like someone just flipped the switch and freed me from the state I was in. Because the last thing I remember is falling into the pit of death and now I'm sitting in a patch of grass, staring up at the terribly blue sky.Blue sky. It's bright today. Almost too bright for the...Wait. Is it?I feel the grass on my fingertips, the soft rustling breeze tickling my nose. Am I really back in the real world?I jump to my feet, looking around in the forest, hoping to spot another human being. Anyone who can confirm that this is my new reality. I hope... the one I want to see the most.Yes, this is the real world.I shudder, looking both ways in a frantic attempt to find the source of the whisper. It is the same voice that has followed me in my dreams and throughout my quest. "Who are you?" I called. "Show yourself!"Nothing happens at first, then something around me changes in a flash. The air be
"He's still Ray. Trust me. He's just...slightly different. And a lot older than you think. But I have to destroy this jewel and crown to fulfill the prophecy, and Ray said he had to be cast into the chasm of eternal darkness that surrounds us. The Shifters aren't all bad either. You've seen the ones hidden in the forest.Xavier surveys his surroundings, his gaze cold and calculating. "So, what happens to us? You throw it away, the red stone is destroyed...""Well, the Shifters will be able to pass judgment. Werewolves will cease to exist as we know them. I still don't know what that means. Xavier's face crinkles as I speak the words of fate, and his hands leave the crown to wrap around my body."Are you saying that you were essentially going to leave me forever without giving me a chance to say goodbye? After everything I said to you last night? He asks fervently, his breath incredibly close to my ear. I find myself trembling under the threat of indecision.
Murmurs of judgment.The winds howl in the night, but I am not afraid. I am stronger than anything this world has to offer. She gives me strength... and hope.I lean against a tree, bereft of all my energy. Breaths are a commonplace for my species, but I need them... to keep my identity. To exist rather than fade away into the endless haze.There is no blood here. There are no tears or anger, no happiness or laughter. We are only shells, but we still have hope to live. She must come soon, or I will collapse into the emptiness of this world.I know she will send me on my way to deliverance.My eyes flutter and I wake up to the roar of the wind. I wonder why I'm not shaking, then I quickly recognize the warmth of the man right next to me. It's so nice here. I could stay here... forever...I want to say I'm sorry, but I can't form the words.I mean you don't have to do it, but I can't form the words.Be
Ray begins to speak, weaving a story about how the Shifters dragged him into a dungeon and kept him there, feeding him sparingly. I turn away from his story, paying attention only to the werewolves. They look so strong and determined, but beaten and bruised as this world takes its toll. Not a smile is to be found as the pack listens to Ray, and I realize that true joy is long gone. There is relief - that Ray is okay and back in the pack - but also distrust and suspicion. When did we fall apart at the seams, collapsing into the darkness of our fate?Frightened by my own thoughts, my hand unconsciously wraps around Xavier's arm in an attempt to forget. Having the bandage wrapped around our problems and the singularity of predestined purpose so that I don't have to look at it anymore.Probably puzzled by my movement, Xavier gives me a quick glance. His hair grows longer, cascading over his eyes and down his neck. I feel the urge to push it aside, but I hold back as he tur
I stare at the man before me, my fingers tightening on the crown until my fingertips turn white. My knees buckle as a weight as strong as an avalanche hits my shoulders. I can't tell the reality of it, but right now it doesn't seem to matter. In my delirium, I try to form his name with my lips.The man yells something and starts to run towards me. I feel my body slip as the rocky bottom turns into an eternal void. The weight drags me into the abyss, burying my vision in the darkness. I don't have time to think or even breathe, but my descent seems to happen in slow motion, my arms flailing without command or control. And all the while I'm looking through a camera lens, helpless as a glass wall separates me from my body and reality.Until arms encircle my shoulders, taking me up into an unfathomable heat. The familiar smell disarms me and my eyes blink as I begin to realize what's happening. He has returned. He has found me.I had almost forgotten his face and to
"And now fate says I have to try to kill you... and I can't!" He whispers desperately, slowly tilting his head forward and resting in my lap. "Because you deserve to live, just like the Shifters deserve to be sent back until the day of reckoning. They have waited too long."He looks up at me and his eyes flicker between green and red, involuntarily reflecting his will. "Ray...please tell me what will happen if I fulfill the prophecy."There is silence for a minute as he collects himself. Looking at me, he stands up firmly from his position. "The werewolves, the Shifters, and this world will cease to exist as you know it. The Shifters will be able to move on to judgment and will no longer wreak havoc on the outside world. The werewolves... will be without purpose. You will live. I'm sure you will... because you are tangible, unlike the rest of this world."What are you saying?!" I cry, standing up too. I walk over to him and grab his arms. "You're tangible too. Y
It was hard to go back to my realm. When I did, I went straight to my huge crystal ball to see the Earth and learn more about it. I became obsessed, and for hours I scoured the ends of the Earth for any kind of new curiosity that might strike. But at the same time, I did it with a lot of guilt. Because I knew the prophecy. I knew the wishes of fate. And when the framework is laid out, all you can do is build on it and look down, wishing and hoping for the impossible."I knew, but I was watching, watching the world, watching the Shifters swell with sadness, love, pain and fear. Many more went to join the others, drawn by the sweet promises offered by the Earth. As this progressed, I noticed that the Shifters on Earth had changed. They were becoming wild, dissatisfied with the taste of a certain feeling but wanted it all. Those who stayed in our realm began to be more satisfied with their portions than those who left, staying full for longer periods of time. The Shifters on Ear
"This castle is ancient anyway," Ray says, completely ignoring my question. Looking straight ahead, he walks toward a pair of doors and then stops.I almost ask him why he's being so evasive, but the sight before my eyes prevents me from doing so. Speechless, I examine the narrow hallway, with gold-encrusted stone walls and floors covered with a luxurious blood-red carpet. At the end of the hallway is a magnificent set of doors, engraved with many strange designs."What is this..." I murmur in wonder, staring at the carpet and shaking my foot in it. My feet seem to sink into its luxurious depths as I imagine myself falling on it and flying off."This is the most sacred area of the castle. Everything in this world comes from this room." He grabs the handles but keeps them closed, turning to me."How could this-""You'll see. Just take a look. Ray smiles, his eyes softening as we look at each other. He continues to stare at me for a moment, I almost
The crackling of a fire is the first thing I notice when my eyes open. The faint aroma of cinnamon wafts through the room, though tainted by a heavy premonition that I can't quite shake, though I can't quite remember why this mysterious feeling exists.I blink once, twice, trying to consolidate the swirl of colors into something more closely resembling solid objects. Just to convince myself that I'm not crazy, I bang my head against the floor, then roll awkwardly onto my back."Ouch, that must have hurt," a small, muffled laugh erupts as my vision fixes on long strands of brown hair hanging around my face. Still a little dazed, I let my hand brush the hair, then finally a firm chin, tracing her jaw and neck. As if just realizing my actions, I dropped my arm and my mouth opened as I finally registered who the person was that was leaning precariously over me."Ray?" I asked, my hand reflexively moving up to touch his cheek."After passing out when I saw mys