Davina's point of view   Immediately Benjamin got pulled in, the red glistening light vanished and so did the portal. There was nothing on the face of the earth that could attest to the brawl that took place minutes ago. The lifeless bodies of the enemy witches were swallowed up as well, while those who could absconded away. Only the pool of blood was evidence of the attack. The wind became still and calm. I moved closer to the waterfall, pulling my hand through. The magic barrier was down. Instantly we dashed out.      Lizzy and Allegra raced to Mitch's side, his wounds were already healed up.      I walked to where the portal had opened up, there was nothing there, only the metal blade laid still on the earth. "What was that?" I asked, caging the waters desperately wanting freedom.      "The red phoenix sword" Esther picked up the metal blade.       "What?" 

Benjamin's point of view    I clasped my hands together, pulling up water from the creek we came by. I brought it to my lips, gritting my teeth as the water distastefully stung my tongue. I narrowed my visible hazel orbs to the water, regretfully taking note of the horrendous sight of the creek, it was as bad as it looks. I pulled my hand back in to draw another round to drink. We didn't have much of a choice here. Food, water and supplies are next to impossible to find here in this deserted world. We've been walking for days now and this was the first creek we manage to find. We couldn't be picky now could we?    "Let's keep moving" The Alpha wolf barked from behind me, washing off his face.   I rolled my eyes, but retained my comment. This wasn't the best moment to pick a fight. I was exhausted as it is, and no doubt he was. We didn't have the slightest clue where we were going, neither did we have anything to work with, but I know

Davina's point of viewIt was almost twilight. I  was at the Pack's courtyard, with Mitch, Carter and Xavier, watching everyone leave. We just concluded a meeting with the entire Pack after returning from the urgent mission in Greece. It's day two now since we returned from Nevada without the Pack's Alpha and Benjamin. It's been hell on earth for me but I chose to remain strong for the Pack and for Cameron as well. Darla and some of the Dermini Coven members are here with us at the Witches Quarters, working with the Pack's witches in finding a way to bring Cameron and Benjamin back since the last two days. And we've found one...well a loophole to the Phantom World. Darla and the Dermini Clan are not confident it'll work but I am. It has to work. Cameron and Benjamin cannot spend another day in that Phantom Prison World. Only heaven's knows what's happening to them right now. So tonight when the moon shines at it's brightest we begin the ritual and make an attempt to conn

Davina's point of view    The witches fire burned fiercer, it's warmth holding similar magic that danced around us. I could feel it, the immense magic that literally burned the whole Witches courtyard. Everyone of us could feel it. It was overpowering and pure. The very source of the Guardians magic. The moon itself shine brightly from it's abode, also bathing in this magic. I felt the absorbing energy that walked on my skin, my entire being felt like it was moving in a peaceful harmony with the magic that floated around us. I wasn't doing a thing. The ritual could only be performed my a Dermini Clan since they were part of the ancient twelve who created the Phantom World.    I shut my blue pit tight closed, we all did, letting only our magic magic connect with the energy that binded the witches magic as a Coven. I felt the warmth, building up in Darla's hands, I knew we were almost there. I couldn't wait to see Cameron. I hoped to the h

   Third person point of view       He rested silently, covered by the comfort of the bed. His breathing remained calm as he escaped his unconsciousness. Subtle flashes from earlier crept like a thief into his mind. Suddenly, a quick thought sped through his mind and he was forced to abandon the darkness drowning his vision. He fought his long black lashes open and his dark hazel orbs quaked open. For the briefest seconds, he felt the numbness of his body. His injuries were healed, he didn't have to take a look, he could feel it. He wasn't in the Phantom World. He replayed everything that happened repeatedly in his mind. A low, witted hiss escaped from his beautiful lips, remembering the stupid Hybrid needless sacrifice to save him. There was a march of unidentified emotion and rage that haughtily stalked his skin at that same thought. He shut his eyes momentarily, blinking it open. No matter how he thought about it, he felt a irritat