Samantha Point of view Suddenly, everything was clear. I could see the bridge a lot more clearly, but the bricks seemed lighter in color. It was as if the bridge was built just recently. "You used to live here in East Maltwi. You used to live in the supernatural realm. This is where you come when your parents are busy or when you have a fight with your brother which was almost all the time." I looked into the distance and I saw wolves in the forest. As I looked further, I saw witches and warlocks practicing magic. Then, I heard someone crying. I looked at Aria who was beside me, wondering if it was okay to go and look. She nodded, giving her permission. She followed me under the bridge.  We both saw a little boy crying with his back to the wall with his legs hugged close to his chest so they

Samantha Point of view  The perk of having amnesia is that I have space for information. If I was Samantha Parker before she lost her memories, I think she would have freaked out about this more than I am right now. Her life would literally be a lie and mine would be just like an empty cup that anyone could fill up with any truth, and I would not even know.  We were standing on the bridge this time. It was a calm afternoon with people on the bridge passing by, going about their day, and distant laughter coming from the riverside where children were playing. Amidst the people who were trying to get to their destinations, there was a little girl sitting by the side of the bridge, waiting. I didn't have to ask to know who she was and who she was waiting for.  "How long has she-," I stop to correct myself. "How long have I waited for him?" Aria stood there watching me. "For over a year, then you stopped and moved on

Samantha Point of view Compared to the last time I saw him, he looked a lot more human. He looked at the little girl for any injuries. Thankfully, she had none. He moved on to Samira. She hugged her knees and kept her head hung low as she struggled to keep her eyes open. I watched him move Samira to a more comfortable position. He supported her back with one arm around her shoulder while the other arm was below her knees. He tried to carry her and gently lay her by the wall, but she suddenly winced. I could see the concern flash in his eyes clear as day. "Where does it hurt?" He asked her. Trying not to make the pain any worse, Samira slowly moved her hand to the side of her waist. Rai looked over and carefully lifted her clothing up. He sighed in relief seeing that there was no blood. But he found a big, unsightly, purple bruise. He

Xavier Point of view We all got in Bruce's van. It was spacious and had enough leg room for the nine of us. Bruce hopped onto the driver's seat, while the hunter was beside him at he front seat. On the first row of seats were Ryder, Linda, Sarah, followed by Christina and I. In the the backseat, Riley and the witch girls occupied that space. Ryder guided Bruce, giving him the directions to their destination, which happened to be a couple miles away from their starting location. It was convenient as they were in a rush. As the car ride went on, Ryder explained to us about the catastrophe that was about to happen - the world resetting and how it was mom's and Sam's doing. He also mentioned about the realms and the keeper, which lead to the discussion of how his dad wanted to use the keeper's magic. His intentions were to turn time further back in an attempt to get his deceased wife back. As Rider was explaining these revelations, I felt a sudde

Samantha Point of view  I stayed on the ground, staring at Rai's hand until it was clean. Rai then tossed it aside casually. He looked at me and waited. He seemed to be waiting for me to talk, to scream, to run, to do anything, but there was nothing. I blinked once, then twice, then once again. I took a deep breath and tried to speak, only for my voice to come out in a stutter. "Shapeshifter?" I questioned before shaking my head at the thought that I voiced out loud. I reasoned, "No, your hand shapeshifted into a weapon. Shapeshifters usually shapeshift into living things but not objects. So how? How? I don't know anyone who can shapeshift into a weapon." Rai didn't move. He kept his distance from me, knowing that I was frightened, which I considered to be very considerate of him to do. "Can you stand?" I heard him speak, but I wasn't able to understand in that moment. I stammered out, "What?" "Can you get up?" He asked a