Fleurie's point of view: "Shh, it's okay now, I'm here," Graysen said as I awoke from my nightmare. I had a dream about being dragged across the floor by him and him bringing his terrifying and strange-looking pals from that day. Thankfully, Graysen jolted me awake from my nightmare. Day by day, As I drift into the arms of sleep, as a child in a wonderland, my brain draws monsters as a sort of montage, changing as the moments pass. I've been waking up in a cold sweat, shaking, my pulse racing, suspicious and paranoid that the terror has followed me here in this house-like mansion for the past several days. Last night was fantastic; it seemed like a young girl's fantasy. Graysen's mother was sweet and loving; she reminded me a lot of my mother, which makes me miss her so much. Elliot and Emmett were a lot of fun. It makes me miss my brother while also making me hate him more. My bath was prepared for me by Graysen. After immersing myself in the water for an hour or more, I wrappe

Fleurie's point of view:Even if my eyes remain closed, I am awake. I'm not going to open them. Opening them would be acknowledging that those atrocious events occurred to me. I recall sitting outdoors with Gray's mother outside that house-like mansion when a searing sensation took over my neck and stung me so much. Grey's mother's expression when all the pain had subsided was astonished, and she looked at me with disbelief. She began to remark that it was strange, that great power was emanating from me, and then I blacked out. I'm not sure what actually happened to me, but if I opened my eyes, I'd be admitting it was real and frightening. Despite the fact that I'm used to the agony that scumbag put on me. As I tried to acclimate to what was a dream and what was reality, a bright light shined in my eyes, stinging them. There are trees and leaves everywhere. The scent is wonderful and refreshing. It felt great. The sound of what seemed to be a river running nearby drew my attent

Greysen's point of view: "Now, I'm going to tell you exactly why you're here," Luna remarked as she led us to an office decorated in the style of the Victorian era. When I informed Fleurie she was my friend, she merely gazed at me without saying anything. I was afraid she would reject me, but she remained silent as if she had gone mute again. After a few moments, Luna rushed us to her office, claiming that we didn't have enough time. "So, time here differs from time on Earth; a day here is an hour there, so I have to rush and teach you everything since your bodies can't endure that long," Luna said. "t-then o-our bodies-" Fleurie began but was cut off by Luna. "You seem like you're resting and in deep slumber," she remarked, smiling as though she was pleased with her response. "To begin, I'd like to tell you a short story." With a sweet grin, she clasps her hand and sits in front of us. "A long time ago, there was a kingdom titled Akari, it was ruled by King Blayze and Queen Af

Third Point Of View: The moon goddess hopped gleefully as she projected herself through the castle on Earth because she couldn't get there. "Valde, Valde, where have you gone?" Her voice was tinged with eagerness, as she looked around. Valde began running toward the thrilled Luna after hearing loud footsteps across the halls. " Luna, you didn't warn us you were coming, what brought you here?" he questioned, bowing to her. With a big grin, she jumped in her spot, "the souls found them." "Did the spirits find the destined ones?" He exclaimed. He was thrilled to undertake his job of guarding the new queen and king because he had waited for decades to finally meet them. Luna began heading up the steps "yeah. I want you to assemble the warriors as quickly as possible and lead them to their pack." "Which pack, Luna?" he inquired, immediately mind linking the royal warriors to prepare to approach the pack. "The bloodlust pack," she said, her enthusiasm still palpable. She was bubblin

Third Point Of View: Once upon a time, there lived a wicked witch named Eve. Isis was the name of a wicked witch who was also referred to be a goddess. And there was a wicked witch who was also known as Queen, and her name was Medea. They all sprang from the same womb and woman, had the same mother, but no father. She produced them all by herself, using a few of her soul spirits. Fire, Medea controls it, she turns to a lot of dragons, she wanders in the dark, with her Mahogany eyes, long black with swirls of fire hair, smoke circle her body and floats above her incandescent skin, daring you to touch it, sparks pop in her lips, a soft glow shines where her pulsing heart lays, blazes beneath her ribs radiate warmth for all to enjoy, smouldering coal eyes freckles, forest fire tempers destroy everything in their path.Eve, the water she controls, if you ever go through deep water she will be with you, draining your life out, she's the evilest, she wanders the water with her pixie whi