In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was without form and void; and great darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God hovered over the surface of the waters. The Holy Spirit watched the earth with great emotion. Oh how long it had been!
It had been a century since the destruction of earth. Finally the Spirit of the Ruler came down upon it and rebirthed it; He returned to the land forlorn and rebuilt it. Like an architect visiting a once grand design the Spirit of the Lord sighed in sadness at the souls that had been lost. Those beings that had been created from His reflection had given up their place for a path that wasn't meant for them. He may have judged them justly, but His heart still ached at the thought of all who had been lost - especially the one who led it all.He gave it light in the form of the sun and moon and created everything in it. Once he was done he sighed in pity. For he could sense the auras of those that survived. Yet He let them be, for His nature wouldn’t allow Him to destroy that which He loved. Rather He focused on the new. He created man and woman and made them lord over Eden – a sacred garden of Vitality and Healing. And he left Raphael to tend to them. He called the man Adam and the woman Eve.The years flashed past. Soon a few days became years, and years became centuries. Adam and Eve lived in peace until Lucifer deceived them. And God’s heart was broken again. Raphael felt the guilt of their sin, for he was meant to protect them from Lucifer, yet he failed. In rage he fought Lucifer and inflicted a grave wound on the fallen angel. Lucifer’s blood was still filled with the life of an angel, and it birthed a small plant that bore a red fruit after many decades.Legends say that the fruit was consumed, and the one who consumed it was transformed. Her transformation was unclear, but it is said that she was the mother of all monsters. And it was from her that this legend was born – the Legend of the New Moon.Kylie’s eyes caressed the last page of the book she was reading with much love. She desperately sought another page, but there was no more. This book had kept her company for the past few hours. It's thick pages had become all her fingers could recognise during this brief period. Alas, all good things were meant to come to an end one day. In this case, in a few hours; for she had read a book of almost 400 pages in less than two hours!“Oh no! I am almost late for class!” Kylie exclaimed once her eyes fell on to the large wall clock in her room. Her room was a typical student’s room. There were two beds, with each one at the sides of the room. Hanging over the walls were posters and notice boards that held the daily goals of Kylie and her roommate who was home right now.Kylie’s side of the wall was much different from her roommates. On her roommate’s wall were several posters of good looking male movie stars and a few newspaper articles detailing the earliest successes of these stars. Kylie’s section on the other hand, was littered with notes about mythical creatures and information about these creatures and reported sightings of them.“I have to get ready,” Kylie sighed regretfully as she closed the book she had just finished reading which was titled, “Origins and the Curse of the New Moon: Volume 1.” She threw off the huge blanket she had been wrapped in and jumped off her bed. She brushed her long, wavy hair off her face as her eyes trailed her closet for something decent to wear. Soon she picked something out. Kylie opted for a white blouse and a pair of blue denim trousers. She changed quickly and gazed into the mirror to see if there was anything amiss. The blouse complemented her ebony complexion generously and its straps hugged her delicate shoulders, revealing her collar bones in all their glory.Her jeans weren’t made to fit the skin and impress on flesh, but Kylie’s broad hips and prominent figure meant that even what was meant to be loose wasn’t. Her beautiful brown eyes could steal the soul of any who gazed into them, and her dark red lips were like age old wine only made sweeter by the blessing of time.“All done,” Kylie was pleased with what she saw. She was too late to apply any makeup so she only applied a lip balm. Then she picked up the book she was reading and placed it in her bag.“I have to ask Davies for the next volume,” Kylie reminded herself. She wasn’t a big fan of lectures. If she had her way she would rather be confined in the walls of the books she read. She would rather follow the adventures of the archangels and see how everything unfolded in the story she was reading, instead of having to face Professor Dewsbury for another long lecture. Sadly, what she loved were just stories. Making sure she passed Professor Dewsbury’s Cell Biology class was reality. That was the reality of being a Medical Student. And she had come too far to fail now; for she was a 3rd year Medical Student.Kylie rushed out of her room and headed straight for the School of Medicine. Because she was running late, she had to jog the entire way. Although the department wasn’t that far from her hostel, it was still a fair distance away; and even jogging, it took Kylie 12 minutes to get there. Yet she wasn’t tired or sweaty. It was a strange thing about herself she had grown used to. For since she was a child, she always excelled when it came to physical activities. She never trained or tested herself past her limits, but she was much better than her peers. However, even with her impressive pace, she wasn’t able to avoid the fate of being late.“You’re late again”“Sorry Professor,” Kylie hastily apologized whiles scanning the room for Davies. She could lways count on him for a place in the lecture hall; for her friend knew her well enough. In fact he knew her so well that he always saved a seat for her. “How many times have I told you to keep your alarm on at all times,” Professor Dewsbury sighed. Kylie was an exceptional student. She was so good that Professor Kylie knew that if it wasn’t for the purpose of class credits, she wouldn’t bother coming to class. And that was why she had a soft spot for Kylie. For which teacher didn’t adore a student that made life easier for them? Professor Dewsbury only wished that Kylie would pay more attention to her time management. She didn’t know how the girl got the time to study with the number of fantasy and science fiction books she read each day, but it was becoming an issue. Since he wry first day they met, Kylie was always late to class.“27 times Professor,” Kylie chocolate cheeks developed a faint
“Mind your own business Jack,” Davies’ face twisted into one full of displeasure as he rebuked the boy who sat in front of them. He could do with Jack badmouthing him and picking on him, but he wouldn’t allow Jack to insult his friend.“This is my business,” Jack turned his head to face the two. He gave a small smile, revealing his dimpled cheeks and deep blue eyes. His face was exquisite, like a masterfully sculpted Greek stature brought to life. His broad shoulders suggested that he was of a fairly muscular build, and even his large overcoat couldn’t hide that. Around his neck was a leather chain that held on to a medallion that was hidden within his clothes.“How is it your business?” Davies asked with a sour expression on his face. He didn’t like Jack at all; for the larger boy loved to tease him and Kylie. Initially Jack wasn’t an issue. Davies had attended the same high school as Jack, and the guy was not aggressive nor was he a bully. He was actually quite a nice guy, especial
“Not this pest again,” Davies mumbled underneath his breath when he heard the unwelcome voice. Kylie’s expression wasn’t pleasant either. For she knew all too well who was behind them.Behind Davies was a blond haired lady with model good looks and an enviable figure. Loose strands of her luxurious hair straddled her swan-like neck, and a few more cascaded into her low cut blouse. Her floral skirt gave her an elegant appeal. Her brown eyes carried the grace of one who was placed above many others; one whose birth was celebrated by the stars themselves. She was gorgeous woman and a familiar figure to Kylie and Davies. This girl was Sam, a constant pest in Davies and Kylie’s side.“What did you say?” Sam frowned in displeasure with her eyes glued on Davies. Although Davies spoke underneath his breath, his clear voice was difficult to miss.“What does it matter what he said?” Jack turned to face Sam and asked. Although he pestered Davies and Kylie most of the time, he never looked down o
Kylie cut a downtrodden figure as she made her way back to her hostel. Her eyes were unfocused, her body moving on muscle memory alone; for her head was filled with images of one she held dear; one who was here before but was no more. She missed her brother and best partner. She longed to see the one who ruffled her hair every time whilst cackling in gracious laughter that she was his honeybee. “Sigh. I miss you Kylan. I wish you were here. This world is so much more difficult to understand without you here to walk it with me. You promised you would always protect me remember?” Kylie smiled forlornly as she looked into the late afternoon sky. Her eyes caught the retreating figure of the sun as it descended behind the clouds and slowly gave way to the night. Her brother was like that celestial object. He came and shone in her life, giving her eyes vision and her life hope and he disappeared just as quickly; but unlike the sun, he didn’t reappear. Her lost mind couldn’t help but fiddle
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“What was that?” Kylie was curled up in her bed with her large blanket wrapped around her like she was a burrito. She stared right ahead, her image in the mirror reflecting a downtrodden figure. Her unfocused eyes suggested that there was nothing she was actually looking at; for her present yet "un-present" mind kept drifting off to the strange events she had seen in her dream. The half-moon sticking out her window suggested that it was still night time. The light of the stars were quite illuminating this evening, and part of Kylie’s room fell under their graceful banner. And that part included the section with the clock which indicated that it was barely half past 2 am.“If felt so real,” Kylie mumbled with a shaky voice. How long had it been since she was terrified like this? The last time she had felt fear was when her brother went missing. And for those months that her mind kept feeding her terrifying images of what might have happened to him, she felt great fear. However, after t
Aiden travelled swiftly. He showed his peculiarity by the route he chose for his travel. For while others were comfortable with their feet to the ground, Aiden was an admirer of the air. The handsome youth moved from rooftop to rooftop. And his movement was so graceful, his feet so nimble, that not a single sound was made. There was no disturbance or noise. There was only peace. His movements were best described as illusionary and his speed best matched by a specter of the night. He moved with great purpose and nothing could distract him.Anchor University was the name of Kylie’s school. It was a top notch university and only accepted students who were not only brilliant, but possessed peculiar traits as well. Anchor University was not only one of the top three universities in the country, it was the one with the largest campus. It was situated on a giant stretch of land, and each building was several thousands of meters high. However, neither the tall buildings nor the huge amount of