Meagan's POV(…an August Visit)The smell of grilled fish and hot milky coffee hung loosely in the air. Meagan slowly opened her eyes to the pink walls of her room. It was bright and the translucent curtains only gave way to minimal sun rays. She sat up. The figure of a woman with short white hair sitting on a brown single sofa next to her bed lightened her expression. The woman smiled at her, which revealed the gap created by a missing canine tooth . “Grandma!” Meagan yelled, in suppressed excitement. “How long have you been here?”“For as long as you slept, Meagan,” Bernie responded. “Seems you’ve been in a lot of trouble lately and Larr…” she corrected immediately, “Your father, I mean, needs a hand in keeping you safe.”Meagan felt sorry and disappointed. She could have managed her curiosity rather than let it get the better of her, she thought. “Where’s dad and mum? I haven’t seen him since I got back…” “I already had a full knowledge of the story, honey.” Bernie interrupted. “

Larry's POV(...back to the region)Larry adjusted his fitted leather jacket and stormed out of his apartment in the safe house. He drove to the security check and poked out a strand of hair from his skin. He placed it on the transparent machine, that projected forward as the vehicle drove close to the invisible entrance. The clipping tool signaled a green light which beeped twice at the large entrance, while scanning the vehicle. Immediately it got to the vehicle's wheels, it stopped blinking. Larry drove into the invisible barricade and came out into a wide deserted area. After a long drive that took about 15 minutes, he entered into the mainlands of the region. The streets were less busy. Most of the stores were closed, while others had been demolished by Xavier's rogue team. There were few uniformed men among Alpha William's loyal hunters parading the streets, and some firefighters putting out fire that might have been out of abandoned appliances. The tension had dialed down since

Meagan's POV(...Hello, Mr. charming)Few days had passed and Meagan only got better at riding herself to school. After the excuse of exercising her limbs when Bernie caught her in the forbidden zone of the house, Bernie gave in to her plea of riding to school daily with exception of returning before the clock strikes 3:00pm.Meagan took out one less of her worries which was getting to school late. Bernie made breakfast before Meagan got out of bed. Mrs. Green had nothing to say ever since she adopted the habit of getting to school earlier than others, coupled with the incidence of the blood, her bullies ran out of business. Meagan was back to her lonely, botherless lifestyle, until one Wednesday morning.She rode in corners and dump streets. She hated the traffic rules and didn't appreciate adults questioning eyes from different shades of fancy cars on the main routes.As she rode along one morning, she heard a distant cling of a bell. It sounded so much like a doorbell than the usua

Meagan's POV(...down the basement)The trees had taken a silhouette form, casting shadows on the old building.Ray stayed silent as Meagan tiptoed towards the backdoor. Bernie had stopped calling, but she wanted to be sure her disappearance hadn't been suspected. Meagan turned back at Ray and wiggled her palms, gesturing for him to come. Ray drooped his head and moved by the walls of the building. He halted behind Meagan. "You should really be on your way back before Granny finds out. Your mum would be worried about you too", Meagan whispered nervously."My mum doesn't care about when I get home, as long as I eventually do. Besides, it's just few minutes past six. No biggie""Tomorrow is a school day. I don't want to get screwed", Meagan protested."You're just being a chicken, Meg. What if the monster is right behind the door? We wouldn't know unless we find out, right? Are you in or not?"Finding a monster behind the door wasn't part of her plan but, she enjoyed Ray's company. She

Meagan's POV(... an history book)Meagan had suspended her adventurous ramble around the house. The visit to the underground basement and Ray's curiosity had diminished. But, she kept the old book under her bed, wrapped in a thick blanket. She hadn't gone back to it since the last time.The clock struck 9. Another day had gone without any mishap. Meagan joined Bernie in the cozy sitting room after clearing her dish. Bernie had been addicted to the news lately. She almost never retreated to bed without a dose of breaking news. There were no deadlines for Meagan. It was the start of a new class. She crawled into Bernie's arm and lay on her silk-clothed laps with a mind void of school demands. Bernie patted her head without taking her eyes off the talking screen in front of her. Meagan selectively listened to the young woman in corporate outfit talking about the hike in prices of crude and the ban on international travels in the country. Her eyes fell on the moving words, vanishing and