16yr old Y/n is stuck in a bad place, unable to express herself, lost and lonely.
Y/n's Grandmother reveals an ancient bloodline legacy and finds herself in a whole other reality.
She makes her way around the foreign land and discovers she is now i...
Y/n's head hung low as she shuffled through the loud and crowded school hallway, thoughts racing at 99 miles per hour, books weighing 100 tons.
'Everyday I'm surrounded by morons who couldn't care less about me.'
'Trapped in a cage everyday with assholes and rats is getting pretty old.'
'There must be somewhere else for me, this can't be it'
-"WATCH IT" a boys voice echoes as Y/n's body flies harshly into a cold stone wall, knocking her out of her thoughts.
"Ow, what the hell, -Finn?" Y/n cries as she recognises the boys face.
Finn, Y/n's old "best friend", Who ignored her ever since she confessed she liked him in year 9.
~Even though they haven't talked for almost a year, Y/n often thought about Finn on the daily.
Finn barely acknowledged her, when a short, popular blonde girl takes his arm and swings him away from Y/n, glaring as they walk past. "She's such a loser, I can't believe you were friends with her!" The not-so subtle girl scoffs ahead. "Mmm." Is all Finn seems to exhale. Fidgeting with his new shiny ring.
The school ran on social status, if you weren't accepted by the popular, you won't even be valid as human here. Finn wasn't always with the popular group, growing up he was always friendly with everyone, but the most fun he had was with Y/n. But soon after Y/n and Finn fell out, the popular girls quickly snapped him up before Y/n ever got the chance to apologize.
Y/n continues down the halls, scrambled with discomfort and anger. She didn't care what time it was she had to get out of there, and quickly. She felt her brain melting from the musty school air.
~Y/n has always been different from everyone else, there was always this background sense in her that felt like she almost didn't belong in this world, that maybe somewhere there was some place waiting for her, or even someone waiting for her. She was unsure of the feeling but she knew for a fact she needed out of whatever this hell hole was.
Ever since losing Finn, Y/n was distant from the world, absent, missing. She never bothered to make new friendships, she found it useless, everyone around her seemed to leave at some point. She was so close to forgetting what it felt like being around people who actually enjoyed her presence.
Running, Y/n made it home as fast as her legs could take her. By the time she made it to her back gate all she could hear was her heartbeat banging in her head as loud as a drum. "UGHHHH." "WHEN DOES THIS STOP!" Y/n finds herself yelling at the grey sky.
"Stop what dear?" A small frail voice calls out from behind the now open back door.
It was Y/n's Grandma, such a kind soul, but she really has no clue what Y/n is going through anymore.
Y/n walks over to her small grandmother through their rundown backyard. The grass was yellow and the plants were dying, the sight of it made her feel sick, she was loosing her patience with this small town. Y/n can't even remember the last time it rained.
"Don't worry granny, it's nothing." She says plainly, as if she didn't just scream the neighbourhood down.
Y/n squeezes past the slim figure in the doorway and makes a straight bee line towards her room. Now regretting not eating lunch again, as her stomach grumbles loudly.
"How about I make you some tea and something to eat, and you can tell me all about your day sweetie." The woman says with a kind yellow grin. Y/n really couldn't resist she was starving and tea sounded really nice.
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"I feel stuck." Y/n admits, sipping hot chamomile tea, taking a soft biscuit off the neat little table.
"Hmph." Her grandmother breaths out quietly. A thick silence fills the air for a moment before Grandma begins again. "I always thought, after your mother and sister didn't have it, there would be a possibility you would." She says bluntly without explanation.
"Have what?" Y/n was very confused over her grandmothers words, maybe dementia came early for her.
"I suppose it's time then." Without another word she gets up swiftly, for an old lady and disappears into her dusty bedroom, after a quick 'bang' and 'smash' Grandma returns quickly, this time holding something small and shiny. A silver ring.
"Here is a very special ring that has been passed down for centuries in our bloodline, only two exist in the world, this also belonged to my grandmother, but it never seemed to fit me." She passes the ring to her granddaughter, and to Y/n's surprise it fits perfect.
"Just as I thought." Grandma sighs.
"What is it? Some kind of magic ring?" Y/n chuckles.
"There is a reason this ring has been kept for so many years, to put it simply, yes it is a magic ring Y/n, those that fit the ring have the power to travel anywhere, any time, any reality, any distance."
Y/n looks at her crazy grandmother, dumbstruck, 'how can someone be this nuts?'
"Alright well thanks granny, for the tea and everything but I really need to go to bed, I'm not in the right mindset to process anything your saying right now." Y/n slips the ring on her finger and walks off without another word, she thinks if she listens to another word that woman's saying she might explode right there and then on the spot.
Later that night Y/n wakes up confused, her limbs are filled with goosebumps and her body feels limp and heavy. The usually dark and warm room has a breeze to it, brushing against Y/n's torso, sending shivers up her spine. The once thick dusty air is now clean, fresh, almost smelling like rain, a scent lost from her nose.
