Chapter 21 Red Adamson ~ “I hate it when you're right.” I heard Gar say returning the nudge I had given him earlier with a firm blow on the arm. “Owww!” I exclaimed before giving him an equal blow on his arm. “Then, you are lucky that it does happen all the time.” Within a few minutes of the drive, Gar's face began to brighten up. It remained that way until his mom finally put the car to a half by the school. “Okay Red, you two have a nice day. Okay??” “Sure I will!! But as for Gar, I have my doubts.” I said to Mrs. West as I got down from the car and then, consecutively shut the door with Gar who came out from the opposite sided door of the vehicle. “He will... He always does!” Those were the last words of Mrs. West before waving us both goodbye not that we fancied it as she hit the road leaving myself and Gar to another day of boring old and regular school. I and Gar walked up the stairs at the entrance into the hallw

Chapter 23Red Adamson ~I followed Gar with sealed lips. I wanted to speak but the words just wouldn’t come out. I retorted to agreeing with Gar and just do the singing. Besides, what’s the worst that can happen? It is not like I have a condition that prevents me from doing one of the things I love or anything? My mom for some reasons unknown to me just doesn’t want me singing.Ever since a time when we were driving past a construction site and I was singing the song ‘Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus’. That day, almost like it was some sort of coincidence, a wrecking ball almost knocked down the car as we drove past the construction site. My mom forbade me from singing ever again. I wasn’t even allowed to hum a tune. I couldn’t even bring myself to disobey her. Well, until now I guess. Since then, my MP3 Player has been what supplies life to me musically. I was just eleven years old. Surprisingly, six years have passed and

  Chapter 25Red Adamson ~“I’ll pick you up at your house by 6PM sharp for the festivities.” Those were the last I heard of Gar before he hopped into his dirt bike he had rested by the side of a rail and drove off.I took another thirty minutes trying to whip up something nice for Halloween. At least now I know how song writers feel. The job is nowhere close to being easy. On a good day, writing songs is kind of what I do even if I do the singing in my head but now, it just feels like I’m dry out of words to sing.‘Charlie!!!’ Charlie is going to be taking the role of one of the backup guitarists. Maybe he can give me a clue or some notes on something to kick start my inner writer. I picked up my shoulder bag and stood up ready to leave where I was and head to Charlie’s right down the block when I noticed through the windscreen of a parked car that both of my eyes had suddenly turned gre

Chapter 27Frederick Claw ~                                                                              …..11 HOURS EARLIER…It has been a hundred and twelve years in our time since Sofia, Elena and Ryan left this world for the human world. Ever since they left, a lot of things have changed here in the supernatural world. We were able to rebuild the Royal coven that was destroyed after the whole ‘mutant lycan army’ experience and did a lot in the uniting of the supernatural creatures from all over the world if ever Cassius sends any of his minions or dares to show his face here again.We stand against him alone but we have greater odds if we are fighting as one. Every single day that passes I regret ever bringing Cassius to this world.

Chapter 29Cassius Rein ~“Keep your eyes peeled. The Tree of Magic should be right below this hill.” I said coming out of the portal. “Oh no! Not them again! How could they have known that I was coming?” I exclaimed at the sight of the multitude of vampyres, witches, warlocks and so many other creatures that surrounded the perimeter of the tree with Frederick Claw, their king a few meters away from the tree’s only flower.“Change of plans! Now, the mission is to get to the tree of magic and get rid of the king, permanently!” I added turning to the alphas.While these lycans deal with Frederick, I will have enough time to cast a spell that will allow me to take that flower of the tree without having to pay any damn price for it. If I don’t, the trybrid child would be the least of my worries.“As you wish!” the lycan alphas replied jointly with a bow.“They may have the advanta