All Chapters of Between Worlds: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 The night was alive with screams. Smoke curled from burning huts, mixing with the acrid stench of fear and blood. Clara’s village, a peaceful cluster of homes near the river, was no longer a sanctuary. Shadows danced in the firelight, twisted by the terror that had invaded their quiet lives. Clara crouched behind a shattered wall, her heart hammering so violently she was sure the attackers could hear it. The air was thick with the scent of burning wood and iron, and each wail from her neighbours sliced through her chest like a knife. She had always known her lineage carried weight, that her family was special—but she hadn’t realized it would make them a target. “Clara! Run!” her grandmother’s voice pierced through the chaos. The old woman’s hand trembled as she clutched a small pendant around her neck—a family heirloom Clara had always been told to protect. Villains clad in dark, jagged armour stormed through the village, their eyes glowing faintly in the firelight. T

Chapter 3 Clara’s first day at school was a blur of noise, lights, and strange faces. The buildings towered high, polished and modern, filled with students in uniforms she didn’t understand. Even walking down the hallways felt like navigating a maze. Every sound—laughter, chatter, slamming lockers—pounded in her chest like a drum. She clutched the pendant under her uniform, drawing comfort from its faint warmth. She couldn’t let anyone see her panic—not here, not now. “Hey, over here!” a familiar voice called. Clara turned to see Mike weaving through the crowd toward her. He looked oddly at ease in this chaos, adjusting his glasses as though he had walked these halls a thousand times. “You came!” Clara whispered, relief flooding her. Mike smirked. “Of course. Can’t let you get lost on your first day. Besides, I want to see if you survive my school without accidentally causing a disaster.” Clara rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. “Thanks… I think.” He led her th

Chapter 5 The city slept, but Clara couldn’t. She sat on the rooftop of Mike’s house, hugging her knees as the night wind brushed her hair. The glowing symbol the villains left—AWAKEN—still burned in her mind. What did they want her to become? The door creaked behind her. Mike stepped out carrying a small device and two mugs. “Couldn’t sleep either?” Clara shook her head. “No.” He sat beside her and handed her a cup. “Warm chocolate.” She held it carefully. “Thank you.” Mike hesitated. “Clara… whoever those things were—they knew your name. They knew your blood. If we’re going to protect you, we need to be ready.” Her eyes lifted. “You still want to help me?” “Of course,” he said without hesitation. “You didn’t run when things got dangerous. Neither will we.” Footsteps approached. James and Bridget joined them, both dressed in dark clothes. Bridget clapped once. “Alright team—Operation Trap The Shadow Clowns starts tonight.” James grinned, spinning his baton. “Time to figh

Chapter 7 The night air felt heavier than usual, thick with a strange tension that no one could quite explain. After the Shadow Council’s threatening message, the team knew they had little time before the next attack. Clara barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the burning village, her grandmother’s face, the looming shadows… and now the message echoing in her mind: “The bloodline will fall.” Morning light spilt into Mike’s apartment as the team regrouped, exhaustion etched into each of their faces. Mike stood in front of a large holographic map of the city, pointing at glowing red indicators. “These are the energy spikes detected in the last three hours,” he explained. “They’re moving in a pattern… almost like they’re scanning the city.” Bridget leaned forward. “Looking for Clara.” James folded his arms. “Then we stop them before they find her. End of story.” Clara hugged her arms around herself. “They’re getting stronger. We saw how fast they moved at the ban

Chapter 9 The city’s night air was heavy with tension. Clara and her team had been tracking the Shadow Council for days, hoping to recover the stolen fragment of her grandmother’s pendant. Every alleyway, every rooftop felt like a potential trap. Mike scrolled through the drone feed, brow furrowed. “They’ve been setting patterns. Repeated movements near the old docks. I think they’re planning something big.” Bridget’s eyes narrowed. “Sounds like bait.” James gripped his staff tightly. “Then let’s not fall for it. We’ll split up—Clara, you stay with me. Bridget, cover Mike. We move fast and hit hard.” Clara felt the familiar surge of golden energy within her. She had trained hard, but the shadow of doubt still lingered. Could she fully control her power? Could she protect her friends? The team approached the docks quietly, the moon reflecting off the water. The silence was broken by the faint sound of chains rattling. Shadows flickered in the corner of Clara’s vision. “Stay aler