*** in the other world ***
The waves of the Southern Seas were unusually loud and high. They had turned crimson in the sky, mimicking the hue of a triple moon. But they could not overshadow the shine of the rare beauty, the Southern Star. It was up there in the sky, just as was prophesied. It was a breathtaking view, but all that the onlookers could feel was fear. They were not timid creatures. They were mages. Human-like creatures with unimaginable supernatural powers. Their powers varied according to their clan and the techniques that they developed after birth. The rise of the Southern Star in the sky, along with the triple moons, was the beacon for the drumroll. It was an indication that the never-ending war between the tribes was finally coming to an end. A supposed happy affair. Alas! That was not the case. The end of the war would mean that some would gain superiority over others. That was a concept alien for the power-crazy mages. They had gained immortality a very long time ago. And with that, there began a power struggle to decide in whose hands the wand to control eternity lay. Thus was the land of Chemora, a place where no human could land. Just as the Southern Star rose in the sky, the cries of a newborn filled the ill-lit, dingy space. The woman was huffing and crying as the placental sac still hung out of her bloody and swollen vagina. Her sobbing flickered between a smile and a sigh. She finally reached out to lift the little girl, who was sucking away at her hand. Beside them was kneeling a very handsome man. He watched the baby girl with tears in his purple eyes. The woman handed the baby over to him with trembling hands. "You promised to save her, Kilian..." She pressed the man's hand with her frail fingers."You know I have always been a man of my word." He was about to get up and leave with the newborn clutching his arm."Wait! "The woman suddenly called out as Kilian turned to look at her. She sat up, snatched the baby away from his arm, and hugged it so hard as if her breath depended on that. She then put her on the ground and moved her hand seven times over her face. The purple in the baby's eyes slowly turned brown as she kicked and punched the air with her limbs."A cloaking spell! Why would you burden a newborn with such a heavy spell? Doesn't she already have a hard time planned ahead of her?"Kilian asked with a little hesitation."It's for the best. You don't need to know all the details. Just keep your promise, Kilian. That's all I ask from you." Her eyes lit up like the sun peeking from behind a heavy, gray cloud. Kilian didn't utter another word. He picked the baby up and went straight out of that door. No sooner had he left than the woman began eating up her placenta and all the other bloody discharges. The bones behind her back cracked with every morsel she took. She looked like a wild hyena, devouring diligently the carcass left behind by the lion king. The cloth behind her back shredded itself as two pairs of crimson wings burst open from her shoulder blades. The roof of that place burst open as she spread her wings above it. She was hovering in midair, apparently waiting for something. Or maybe someone."I can see that you have successfully unburdened yourself. Where is your load, Kirara? You know I have no intention of harming you. I came only for the girl! The voice talked in whispers. It seemed like it originated from the depth of the darkest abyss of despair, capable of manipulating the fear and terror of the one who would hear it. Each syllabus dripped with venomous intentions as he talked. " She is gone. She has gone to a place where your evil shadow will never touch her heavenly face." Kirara retorted. What followed was a guttural laugh. She clenched her fists in response. Her veins pumped up as anger flushed over her face."You do realize you are talking about the daughter of the damned. Don't you, Kirara?" Kirara looked like the little puppy who fights back, even though it knows that it stands no chance against those boys stoning it to death. It's the reflex that kicks in when fear crosses its bearable threshold.Mother's love***present day world***Mira's POVI came back home in rags, running for my dear life for several long minutes, though there was no immediate threat. Good old reflex, I guess. I turned my keys and the door flung open. I was about to jump right in, pulling my disheveled hair behind when I heard my mother speak, " Mira, you are not coming back straight from school! "She had her back towards me and she had something in her hand. As she slowly turned, I noticed that she had a letter between her palms, which she was reading. Did my school write a complaint already? It wasn't that long. And what was my mother doing, coming home at this time, without informing me? I held my breath as I kicked my shoes open and slowly locked the door after walking in. I was cooking up excuses in my head. A possible thing that could convince my mother that leaving school for the time being, was the best thing. But then she smiled and her right hand landed on my shoulder with a pat. What
Xen's POVI found myself standing in a narrow, desolate alley, trapped in the clutches of my subconscious. The darkness engulfed me, suffocating and overwhelming. The air was heavy with an unspoken threat, sending shivers down my spine.With every step that I took, the sense of foreboding intensified. I could feel the unseen eyes peering at me, lurking in the shadows. The silence was broken only by the distant echoes of my footsteps, echoing like a haunting requiem.Suddenly, a flickering streetlight came into view, casting macabre shapes on the cracked pavement. It illuminated an object, nestled on the ground. A blade. Its steel glimmered malevolently, reflecting my mounting fear.Driven by an inexplicable compulsion, I reached out to touch it. As my trembling fingers made contact with the cold metal, a surge of electricity coursed through my veins. The room was shrouded in darkness, save for the faint glow of the moonlight slipping through the blinds. I gasped for breath, my heart
***in the other world***" Where is our son, my love? "The woman asking the question was dressed in such a beautiful manner that her presence screamed royalty from every angle. The person in front of her looked equally elegant. A tall man on the throne. A king, with no mistakes. " He is where he ought to be. You need not worry about him, sweetheart. Your body is still recovering. You should go back to your chamber. "The woman's hair turned slowly red as she stepped towards the throne with calculated steps. " Ought to be my king? And where is that? "Her hair strands were slowly standing up as her voice intensified. " I carried him for nine months. I couldn't even hold him in my arms and feed him my milk... "" I can't believe you, of all people, could be bothered by frivolous things like these... " The king made a sharp turn towards her and it made her even more angry. Her head was now adorned with a gigantic crimson crown, made of supercharged, standing hair. " Frivolous? You t
***present day world***Mira's POV -" This is it then... Mamma, take care of yourself and don't worry. I will give you a call when I land. "I hugged her so tight that I could have crushed her frail frame. What was more amazing was the force with which she hugged back. It was ten times rougher and tighter than mine. She was fighting to hold back her tears. And so was I. It was my first time staying away from her. It was my first time going away so far. After the last round of announcements for boarding, I had no option but to hurry my way towards the entry point. They let me in after checking my documents. I was shown inside the craft with a smile. I settled down at the window. And stared out of it, watching the big wings which were about to carry us all. I looked around. It was a crowded space. People were trying to get to their seats, arrange their luggage, and tuck in their babies as the air hostesses went about helping everybody. It was a long and exhausting flight but we final
Mira's POVThis new hostel was no joke, I must insist. I honestly felt, I was at a hotel when I tried getting my room number at the reception. I mean, what hostel even has a reception? They have warden rooms and the main office, right? Or am I just being a low class naive? Anyways, I learnt that I was going to share a room with a roommate.I patiently carried my baggage up and knocked on the door, even though I had the keys. If there was someone already residing in that space, I was only intruding. I was trying to be as less hostile as possible. After all, I had come to the place for a little peace. " Did they not give you those damn keys? "A half awake voice, flung the door open. She was wearing a t-shirt and matching shorts. Her hair was silver and tied up in a messy bun. She was at least a few inches taller than me and she stood there, staring me up and down, from behind a half rimmed glass that she was wearing. " Ummm, Hi, I'm Mira. Ummm, well I do have the keys but I didn
It was going to take Mira a lot of time to adjust to her new place. It was very clear to her. What was not clear was the fact that a world beyond her imagination was already awaiting her. She had no idea that people, who were not human, like her, had already started surrounding her presence. She hurried towards her first class for the day, A Brief Introduction to Historical Architectures. She burst inside the classroom, which was more like an auditorium, a movie theater with a gigantic 3-D screen. They were being shown some documentary and the room was pitch black except for the light from the screen. As soon as she entered, the light from the outside corridor entered like a flood, forcing the entire class to turn in her direction. " I... I am looking for the final year History class... Am I... Am I at the right place? "A very husky voice from amidst the dark replied, " Indeed, this is the History class for the final year students. Are you by chance an exchange student? "Mir
" Is it necessary for you to leave? We have already arranged for a representative for the exchange program. You don't need to waste your senior years for something like this? You can go on a vacation if you need a break. Why are you insisting on going for the Exchange Student Program? "Braze's mother had no knowledge that he was applied to be on that list, even though she was the principal. It was primarily because it was a trivial matter and things like these were handled by her subordinates. It was when her son was about to leave, that she knew about the matter and she definitely didn't look pleased. " I just want to go for the ESP, Mama. What's the big deal about it? "It wasn't like he and his mother were particularly affectionate. Besides, he too needed his time away from Mira. He knew he was running from his reality. Those dreams that were haunting him lately, those urges that were telling him that he didn't belong where he was, those voices that were whispering in his cons
Mia's POV" So you study here. Were you on holiday when... when we first met? I mean when you saved me? "It was a little awkward when we saw each other again at the canteen. There was no running away this time. He came right up to me with his hand full of food and drinks, while, I only had a sandwich. Well that was all I could afford with my food pass because there were too many options to get spoiled from. Too many exquisite dishes spread all across the gigantic hall. He smiled instead of answering. " Come, let's take that table and eat. I am starving. "He grabbed me by my wrist and pulled to the corner most empty seat. " Here, eat... " He thrust the big packet of nachos right in my face. " Oh, thank you so much... you didn't tell me you had such a generous boyfr... I mean friend Mia. "It was Stella, my new found , self proclaimed best friend. I have no idea where she appeared from. She pouced right at the packet from over my head, dropping crumbs all over my dress as she gobb