𝐵𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑜𝑛

Visions and The Troublesome Four

Steven stood at the end of a long, dark hallway. The lights on the walls flickered with every step he took down the hallway. with every door that he passed, he felt himself grow uneasy. he finally reached the top of the stairs and saw Maya looking around out of curiosity.

"Maya?" He said, frightening the brunette.

"Is this real?" She asked, looking at him with worry in her eyes.

"I'm not sure...Each vision has a room of some sort, right? We just have to find the room." He stated, rolling his shoulders back and taking a deep breath, preparing himself for the worst.

Maya nodded and followed her brother as he walked towards the front door of the school. He attempted to open it, but was burned by the handle. He looked toward Maya and gave her a look, indicating that he needed her help.

Silently, she and Steven raised a hand to the door, letting the magic coarse through their veins as red light erupted from their hands.

The door flung open without struggle, and the twins were presented with the sight of three dark shadows moving toward them. The figures moved closer and closer until they stood about ten feet away from the two.

Of course, they knew who these mysterious people were, and needless to say, they were not afraid in the slightest. Their faces held bored expressions, making the three elders visibly irritated.

"What do you three want?" Steven said, a long exasperated sigh leaving his lips, causing the blonde woman's lips to curl into a snarl.

"Watch your tongue, child."

"Bite me." Steven bit back, flinching toward them.

The three stumbled backward, afraid of what he could do.

"You three are pathetic. We can't actually do you any harm." Maya scoffed humorously.

"That's no way to treat the people who've given you such talents." One of the men said, referring to the magic that she and Steven inherited.

"That's exactly how to treat the people who took everything from you. What more do want from us?" Maya said, her body starting to practically tremble with anger.

"Have we though?" The raven-haired man who stood directly across from Steven uttered with a look of mischief hidden underneath his red orbs.

"Care to elaborate?" Steven challenged.

"Revelare"

Maya and Steven were then thrown backward many yards as something started to form within thin air.

It started to form limbs and a torso, even a head.

The twins' vision was clouded with fog and golden light, swarming around something. A man. They couldn't make out who it was, and then everything went black.

Steven sat up in his bed, looking around his surroundings. He was in his room. It wasn't real. He hoped it wasn't real and that it was just a bad dream.

Seconds later, Maya runs into his room, the same look of terror in her eyes.

"You too?" He asked, his voice shaking slightly. She nodded. It was the only thing she could do.

Although their vision was unclear, they both knew that it wasn't good. They both knew that they had to stop whatever is coming their way. Not for themselves, but for the sake of everyone around them.