Welkin

Prologue Perhaps when Selena first met Cynthia in kindergarten asking about the Cat in the Hat, she should've turned tail and run in the opposite direction. Then, they wouldn't have been on that beach together that night. They would've been nowhere near the catastrophe that changed their lives forever.  Looking back, Selena knew someday Cynthia would put them both in a situation they wouldn't be able to get themselves out of. And finally, that day has come. On the eve of their first day in college, with the super blood moon illuminating everything they could lay their eyes on, two girls sat on the coast in comfortable silence. Both were staring at the majestic moon, their arms crossed over their knees. Cynthia could still taste blood on her lips

CHAPTER TWO DYLAN Dylan realized he spoke too soon as he gawked at Cynthia in disbelief. She’s currently picking a fight with a senior who rudely pushed a girl out of his way. Dylan watched everything unfold in quiet dread.  It happened so fast, he cursed himself for not stopping her. Cynthia walked up to the senior and pushed him back. She sure has the strength to make the huge senior back for someone a foot smaller. Instead of putting himself in between the quarreling parties, Dylan walked towards the victim, slumped down on the floor, and helped her get to her feet.            “Are you okay?” he asked. He kept an eye on Cynthia, who was currently nagging the guilty party. “Aside from your butt hurting fro

SELENA "Miss Comia, what is this young outsider doing inside my classroom?" asked Professor Garcia.           Selena was about to excuse herself but, then Evil Spawn entered the room with a patched nose. "I'd be escorting them out, Professor." He grabbed them both by the arm and yanked them out of the room. They were welcomed with nosy onlookers. Cynthia was too out of it that she couldn't even raise her gaze. Selena's attention was focused on the changes that had occurred in her friend's façade overnight. She's not a brunette, but her hair color has changed. The scar on her arm, which Selena knew when she had acquired, has been erased. She seemed taller and more… radiant.          &nbs

SELENA Her Gran was displeased. Her mom was considerate. Her siblings were ecstatic. Out there was sleek, silver Porsche parked haughtily in the middle of a one-way road. She took a deep breath and started whispering pi to rein down the bubbling anger inside her. 3141592653589793…Her siblings heard her chanting the numbers like some kind of demonic magic. They ignored her mutterings, probably used to her eccentricities by now."Do you know that boy, Selena?" asked her Gran. Selena did not speak. The effort would be moot, seeing as the imbecile spawn of Satan had started his march towards her."Hi there, uh,

SELENA          Selena didn't dare take a step away from the monsters in front of them. The big one who seemed seven feet tall landed like a hawk before them. She raised her gaze to his and decided to hold her ground. She made a mental note to cover both herself and Cynthia thoroughly.           The big guy spoke, and they didn't understand a thing.            Damn. This is more troublesome than I thought.           "We can't understand you!" Cynthia yelled, crossing her hands in the air, telling them they couldn't comprehend. Her shouting only aggravated the