The portal flared to life, casting glowing tendrils of light across the cavern walls as they transported Issa back to the cave. His body hung limp, still recovering from the attack. As they crossed the threshold, Issa’s twin sisters caught sight of him and froze in shock.
“ISSA!” they cried in unison, their voices high and trembling. “What’s wrong with him?” Betsy burst into tears instantly. “Daddy, what’s happening?” she sobbed. “Is Issa dying?” Professor E rushed over, kneeling in front of them with urgency but gentleness in his voice. “Shhh now, girls, he’s okay. We’re just being careful not to hurt him worse.” He motioned toward Issa, now resting on a soft bedding mat near the fire. “He just needs to relax until the doctor finishes checking him out, alright?” The girls sniffled, wiping their faces with their sleeves. “Yes, Daddy. We’ll be good.” Professor E’s wife, Tabitha, stood off to the side, struggling to remain composed. She was grateful her son was alive, but the fear that something internal might be wrong gnawed at her. Still, she didn’t want to add to the chaos. Her eyes remained locked on Issa. “Girls, go with your dad for some hot chocolate,” she said, offering them a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Dr. Gilead and I need to work.” “Yes, Mommy,” they said in small voices as Professor E led them away. Charlene hesitated near the entrance. She kept her gaze low, not wanting to face anyone. ReNew noticed immediately and walked over, wrapping her arms around Charlene in a quiet but firm hug. “Let’s go to your room,” she whispered. And in the blink of an eye—they were there. Charlene looked around, stunned. “Since when can we do that?” she gasped. ReNew blinked too. “I don’t know… When did we learn how to do that, Char?” Charlene shook her head slowly. “I just... I didn’t want to be there anymore. I thought about my room—and now here we are.” Somehow, her anxiety had triggered a new surge of power. Without blinking or touching the mark on her arm, she had transported them instantly. Her abilities were evolving faster than expected. “We’ll talk about that later,” ReNew said, eyes wide. “Right now—what happened?” “CHARLENE? Are you in here?” Her father’s voice called from the other side of the door. “I’m in my room, Dad!” she answered. Seth swung the door open with a grin that nearly split his face. He was bursting with pride. “What in the world?” he laughed, lifting her off the floor and spinning her around. “You teleported! When were you gonna tell me my baby girl could blink like that?” Charlene blushed, guilt gnawing at her again. “Dad, put me down,” she murmured. “We shouldn’t be celebrating. Issa’s hurt.” “Pfft. That boy’s got some bruised ribs—he’ll live!” Charlene scowled. “That’s not funny. It’s my fault. If I’d blinked faster—if I’d reacted—he wouldn’t have gotten hurt.” Her voice cracked. Seth’s expression softened. “Hey, hey. Don’t start crying, sweetheart. You saved him. If you hadn’t acted, he’d be possessed by now. He didn’t even get the mark. We’d have had to… you know.” Charlene swallowed hard. “He said he had a good time—until that moment. You two were smiling, laughing. From what I saw, it was a good date.” “Wait… What you saw?” she snapped. “Were you spying on me?” Seth tried to look innocent. “Me? Spy? Never!” he said, clearly lying. “Your grandmother and Argun and I just happened to be monitoring the realm…” “Uh-huh.” Charlene folded her arms. “Don’t drag Grandma and Argun into your excuse.” ReNew collapsed onto the carpet laughing hysterically. “This is better than reality TV,” she wheezed. “Anyway,” Seth coughed, trying to change the subject. “You wanna know the real shocker? I walked in on Grandma and Argun.” Charlene paused. “Doing what, exactly?” “Dish the tea!” ReNew gasped, suddenly back on her feet. Seth hesitated dramatically. “I shouldn’t say…” “Daddy!” Charlene warned. “Don’t make me kick you in the knees!” “Okay, okay, but you can’t tell anybody—not even your uncle.” “Promise!” both girls chorused, eyes gleaming with anticipation. Seth leaned in. “So after the theater, I went to check the war room monitors. And there they were—Destiny and Argun. Except the monitors weren’t watching the realm. The realm was watching them.” Both girls screamed. “DO WHAT?!” “They were kissing!” Charlene gasped. “No way! How long’s that been going on?” “I have no idea. They played it off when I walked in. Changed the subject.” “What’d they say?” Charlene asked. “They brought up some rule the council passed—about the hounds.” Seth shook his head. “Apparently, there are restrictions on talking animals now.” “Yeah, we already knew the hounds could talk,” Charlene said, grinning. “Remember Aerial?” ReNew nodded. “She screamed when we screamed in the catacombs.” Seth raised a brow. “She what?” Charlene’s smile faded a little. “She’s afraid of us knowing. Afraid to be herself.” Seth’s face turned serious. “That’s awful.” Charlene’s chest tightened. “Yeah. It reminded me of Earth. Hiding. Pretending to be something you’re not. It’s not right.” “Too many Fates live like that,” Seth agreed. “Remember those ones in the grand hall’s lower levels? Starving, dirty…” “The realm needs healing,” Charlene said. “But we’ll fix it, Dad. Me, you, the Queen—we’re going to lead them to a better tomorrow.” ReNew threw up her hand for a high-five. “You know that’s right!” Charlene’s smile dimmed. “But we need to visit them. Soon. I don’t want them to slip back into old habits. Not on my watch.” Seth nodded. “Then that’s our next move.” Charlene looked out her window, a fire in her eyes. This realm is under my protection. And I will make sure they know it.This has been the longest day of my life. Charlene thought to herself. It's only 9am, and I got to be here until three pm. She began to whine, "Why me?" She laid her chin in her hands and looked towards the teacher in front of the class. The mark on her forearm would not stop itching. "Ahhhh." Maybe if I wrapped it tighter. She thought. Rolling up her sleeve to take a look. This badge is cutting off her circulation. She tried to keep it in place as best as she could without revealing her secret. Charlene quickly rolled her sleeve back down to conceal the mark. Charlene went back to frowning at the large round-faced man in the front of the room. Who was struggling to keep control of the over crowd classroom. Being homeschooled for so many years has been a blessing and a curse. Not having to socialize with people her own age was freeing. Her life as the only child was perfect. So she thought, but in this environment, Charlene was at a disadvantage, never learning how to ma
Charlene struggled to recall the lessons her parents had drilled into her since childhood.One: Protect yourself.Two: Never reveal your secrets.Three: If you’re ever caught, run—don’t look back.Most importantly, you may only get one chance. Make it count.She took a deep breath. You got this.Scanning the room quickly, she searched for anything that could aid her escape. Her eyes landed on a small metal chair in the center. Carefully, she moved toward it, wondering if she could use it to break a window or force the door open. But the moment she reached down to grab itA voice boomed through the room.“Sit down.”Charlene froze, her heart hammering in her chest.“Who’s there?” she demanded, her voice trembling.“If you take a seat, I will reveal myself.” The tone was smooth, almost inviting.She scanned the room again but saw nothing. Warily, she reached for the chair, sat down, and spoke sharply. “Explain yourself! Why have you taken me?”The voice remained calm. “You weren’t suppo
Charlene and Renew settled onto a worn park bench, their next move weighing heavily on their minds. With a deep sigh, Charlene pulled out her lunch, stomach grumbling. Grandma had packed her favorite—turkey and cheese with mayo, sweet pickles, sliced tomatoes, a sprinkle of salt, pepper, oregano, and a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil on a soft roll. A classic Lay’s bag sat beside it. She grinned, popping a few chips into her sandwich for that perfect salty crunch.“Yum, so good! Grandma is awesome!” she squealed in delight, taking a big bite. Between the lip-smacking, finger-licking, and crunching, Renew’s voice rang in her head. “We really need to work on our table manners.” Charlene rolled her eyes, cheeks stuffed. “Sorry, I haven’t eaten since last night. I’m starving over here.” “I’m aware,” Renew said dryly. “Just don’t choke yourself.” The voice carried a smirk—if that were even possible. Charlene swallowed and chuckled. “That’s right, we are one,” she joked, lick
“How did you even do that?” ReNew asked, sounding both concerned and amused. “Slow down, Charlene. You’re giving me whiplash.” ReNew gently wiped away Charlene’s tears, her actions tender. “We are one, remember?” they said in unison, both of them stopping to giggle at the oddity of their synchronized words. “Ha ha ha!” Charlene smiled through her tears, but the sense of urgency began to creep back. ReNew’s voice returned, more focused this time. “Are you good now, Charlene? I just needed you to see a friendly face. It’s easier to talk when you feel understood.” Charlene nodded, her breath still shaky. ReNew continued, “I’m not making excuses for your mom, and I’m certainly not making excuses for your dad either,” she said, her hands gently resting on Charlene’s shoulders. “But if we want answers, we have to talk to her. And who would know where she is?” In unison, they both said, “Grandmom.” Again. Charlene’s heart raced. She hadn’t seen her grandmother for days. Mabel Gre
Charlene slowly turned the knob to her mother’s bedroom door. Please, Lord, let her be asleep.Tiptoeing forward, every floorboard beneath her feet seemed to betray her. Crick. Crick. Crick.“Oh my goodness,” she whispered, her eyes wide with anxiety.Snap!A sudden silence swallowed the room. No creaks. No whispers. There is no sound at all. Charlene froze, her back straightening in alarm. What just happened?The air felt thick, as if something unseen hovered in the room with her. Her breath caught in her throat. She stepped back, then, with a sudden shiver, realized she wasn’t alone.ReNew’s voice echoed in her mind—a calm voice - yet filled with urgency. "Quickly—remove the charm from around your mother’s neck. Be careful not to wake her. We need her to recover her memories."Charlene nodded instinctively, her movements becoming more deliberate. She crossed the room with gentle, cautious steps. Yet every inch she took seemed to push her back, as though an invisible force was repell
Charlene stepped out of the void and into the light. She moved carefully, fists clenched, unsure of what awaited her on the other side.At first glance, she was astonished—this realm looked so much like Earth. The grass was green, the trees familiar. A soft golden glow bathed everything, giving it an ethereal quality. But as her eyes adjusted, she saw the differences. Towering domes stretched across the landscape, some small, some vast. Homes? Offices? She couldn’t be sure. Their surfaces shimmered like liquid metal, reflecting the surroundings yet remaining solid.A cool breeze rolled through the valley, carrying a scent both familiar and foreign. It was crisp, alive, as if the very air held whispers of the past. Charlene tilted her head back, inhaling deeply. The sensation filled her chest with something she couldn’t quite name—peace, perhaps, or nostalgia for a place she had never known.“This is home. Everything here has a life of its own. Can’t you feel it?”Charlene closed her e
Seth drifted in and out of consciousness, barely able to hold onto a coherent thought before another wave of reconditioning surged through his mind.Submit. Come back to the Fold. Be one with us. Your life is not your own. With us, you belong.The words echoed endlessly, a horrific chant looping over and over. The relentless message drilled into him, a steady pressure against his sanity. Images flashed before his eyes—fragments of a life spent in the Fold, playing out like a cruel reminder of what they expected him to be.The cycle repeated, faster and faster. He couldn’t even blink. He had no choice but to watch.How long had it been? Hours? Days? Time was meaningless now.His throat burned as he screamed, raw and desperate."I yield! I yield! Let me down!"Silence answered him. No footsteps, no voices of comfort. No rescue.A chill ran down his spine as a new voice, deep and venomous, slithered into the room.
Charlene peered through the window of the domicile and saw her father suspended in the air, unconscious. "Renew," she whispered, "what do we do now?""Charlene, duck down! He's not alone!"Charlene crouched instinctively, her heart racing. She watched as the figure checked to see if Seth was still unconscious, then shimmered out of the room."For a moment, I thought we had been spotted," Renew muttered under his breath."What was that thing?" Charlene demanded, her voice trembling."That," Renew said solemnly, "was a fate. Your not the only one with powers, some can do awesome things and others not so much."Charlene's mind was whirling, trying to comprehend what was happening. "Why would it hide its presence like that? It looked like… if I'm not mistaken, it's harming your father."Renew's voice grew urgent. "That can't be. We don't do that kind of thing here! Are they torturing him? N
The portal flared to life, casting glowing tendrils of light across the cavern walls as they transported Issa back to the cave. His body hung limp, still recovering from the attack. As they crossed the threshold, Issa’s twin sisters caught sight of him and froze in shock.“ISSA!” they cried in unison, their voices high and trembling. “What’s wrong with him?”Betsy burst into tears instantly. “Daddy, what’s happening?” she sobbed. “Is Issa dying?”Professor E rushed over, kneeling in front of them with urgency but gentleness in his voice. “Shhh now, girls, he’s okay. We’re just being careful not to hurt him worse.” He motioned toward Issa, now resting on a soft bedding mat near the fire. “He just needs to relax until the doctor finishes checking him out, alright?”The girls sniffled, wiping their faces with their sleeves. “Yes, Daddy. We’ll be good.”Professor E’s wife, Tabitha, stood off to the side, struggling to remain composed. She was grateful her son was alive, but the fear that
The theater lights gradually brightened, casting a soft glow over the room as the end credits rolled. The movie was over, but Charlene remained seated, soaking in the moment. It had been a wonderful experience—not just the film, but the whole evening. The fact that Issa had gone out of his way to learn what she liked and then planned a date around it... it was unexpected. Thoughtful. Sweet. It made her heart flutter.But then, a quiet ache pulsed in her chest.A flicker of guilt.Mike.It was ridiculous, she knew. She had barely known him. Their connection was brief, a spark that had come and gone, like a match in the dark. And he was gone now, moved on—wherever souls like his went. But why did it still hurt? Why did she feel like she'd betrayed him? Maybe she had developed feelings for him without realizing it. Her emotions had been a whirlwind lately.She sighed internally. “Stupid hormones.”Still, she smiled at Issa, grateful. “Thank you for the wonderful date, Issa. I appreciate
Charlene stood in the shower, her voice echoing softly off the tiled walls as she sang a cheerful tune. The warm water cascaded over her, washing away the remnants of the day and invigorating her spirit. Today was special—her first date—and anticipation bubbled within her. "How long are you gonna be in there?" ReNew's voice called out, muffled through the door. "Just a little longer, washing my hair," Charlene replied, lathering shampoo into her curls. "Hold your horses!" "I have something for you. Hurry up, Char!" "Okay, out in a minute!" she promised, rinsing the suds away. As she reached for her towel, ReNew's voice came again, hesitant. "Would you mind if I didn't go with you? You know, two's company, three's a crowd." Charlene paused, considering. "It's up to you," she said thoughtfully. "I understand if you don't want to go." "Great, see you later. Bye!" ReNew's footsteps faded quickly. "Wait, where are you going?" Charlene called, peeking out with soap still in her eyes
Charlene groaned as she stirred, blinking blearily at the dimly lit ceiling. “What time is it?” she mumbled, sitting up. “The alarm never went off.”She rolled over and squinted at the monitor’s soft glow, but something else caught her attention first—her sleeve. She was wearing long-sleeved pajamas. Duckies. Bright yellow duckies.“What the... why am I in these?” She looked down at her body in disbelief. “I didn’t go to bed in pajamas... and definitely not these.” She threw back the covers and frantically peeked under the bed. “Where’s my uniform?!”Out of frustration, she shouted, “Dad!”Her memories were a blur. She hadn’t slept like that in... how long had it been? Days? Weeks?The scent hit her nose before her feet hit the floor.“Do I smell... pancakes?”She cautiously padded down the hallway and peeked around the corner. There in the kitchen, Seth stood at the stove, flipping pancakes like a professional short-order cook. Issa was beside him, laughing at something the twins had
Blood oozed from his mouth, thick and black, bubbling at the corners as it dripped to the floor of the containment cube. Asmodeus pressed his hands flat against the transparent walls, teeth bared in a crazed, furious grin. His body trembled from both pain and rage. There was no escaping this prison—unless he did the one thing that burned his pride.Submit.He was being forced to submit.Seth stepped away from the others and pulled Charlene aside. His face was serious but tinged with hope."Princess, please tell me you got the items he took from Torock. Please tell me we didn’t lose them."Charlene raised her eyebrows and gave him a smug little smirk. "Of course," she said sweetly. She reached into her coat and pulled out a soft satin bag, its drawstrings glowing faintly. She dangled it in front of his face with a victorious grin. "It was hanging from his belt. I summoned it just before the box closed."Seth exhaled in relief, eyes lighting up. He ruffled her hair with pride."That's m
Charlene, ReNew, and Ariel crept slowly down the corridor. Even with the light shield in hand, the darkness was so thick they could barely see more than a few feet ahead. Charlene’s breath hitched—tight and shallow. It had been years since she felt this kind of fear. The dark had a way of dragging out the deepest, buried terrors.ReNew glanced at her, alarmed. Charlene was showing signs of a panic attack.A high-pitched squeak broke the silence, and something skittered across Charlene’s feet."Was that a rat?" she gasped, stumbling back.Charlene's chest tightened."I don't know, Charlene—it’s too dark. Maybe a small cat?" ReNew offered.Charlene shot her a glare cold enough to shatter stone. "I’d slap you if I could see you better!"Still breathing hard, Charlene lifted the shield toward ReNew’s face. “Let me see you.”"I’m just trying to help you, Char!" ReNew said gently. "In through your nose, out through your mouth." She gave her a calm smile.We need to move quickly before she g
Just before the break of dawn, the alarm blared.Charlene shot up, startled. “What’s going on? I’m up!” she shouted, rubbing her eyes. She was already fully dressed, only needing to slip on her shoes. She blinked. “Speed.”Three seconds later, she was in the war room.Argun’s eyes glowed as he pointed to the screen. “There is unusual movement below the Great Hall.”“There,” he said, highlighting a darkened corridor.“Why are the bodies blue?” Seth asked, frowning.“There’s no life in them,” Argun muttered. “They’re dead… but they’re moving. Soldiers from the swamp. That’s where they were stored.”Charlene’s heart dropped. “Dad.”“The good news is there are only about twenty of them,” Argun continued. “The bad news? The portal has been opened several times in the last few days.”“We’ve just now located them,” Destiny added. “But the energy is still low. These are lower-level demons. The Seven Lords haven’t been summoned yet. We may still have a chance.”Suddenly, Argun’s head snapped t
Everyone sat around the table in the war room. Destiny remained standing. With a single wave of her hand, her golden gown shimmered and transformed into a sleek, all-white leather outfit. Only then did she take her seat."Everyone," she said, scanning their faces. "I know I’m your Queen. I know you all respect me—thank you. Truly, thank you." Her tone softened, almost pleading. "But I need you to speak to me openly. I could just read your minds, but that’s not how we win this. We have to face what’s coming together. That means honesty. That means trust."She paused, letting the silence settle before adding, “If anyone doesn’t want to be here, you’re free to leave. No hard feelings. But if you stay, then let’s get down to business.”No one moved.Destiny tried to remain optimistic, but she could feel the anger simmering in the room. No one wanted to fight alongside Torock—not after everything. Truthfully, neither did she. Part of her wanted to stri
Argun stood there, his eyes glowing faintly as he surveyed the damage the realm had endured over the past few hours. His gaze lingered over the fractured landscape, broken and scarred from an event that felt unnatural. A portal opened before him, revealing the vast, desolate dunes. A massive crater marred the ground. "This wasn’t a normal occurrence," he thought, his mind racing. "This was supernatural." With a heavy heart, Argun closed the portal and returned home, hoping, praying, that she had come back. He had rehearsed the words he would say to her a thousand times in his mind, imagined this moment over and over, each time more desperate. If he had just one more chance, he swore, he wouldn’t let it slip away. His failure to act before ate at him like a wound. The waiting was agony. He searched the realm with his mind, but there was no trace of her. "Come back to me, my Destiny," he whispered under his breath. She had be