Annie, a mature and friendless 13-year-old, originally lived in the bustling chaos of New York City, where she was an outcast at school and a target for relentless bullies. Her family life was equally challenging. Her father abandoned her before she...
As Annie entered the jet, she was immediately struck by the sheer oddity of her classmates. Each one seemed to possess their own unique and somewhat freaky characteristics. But Annie didn't give a fuck; she'd seen worse. Seriously.
Cleo: Hello, everyone. This is Annie, your new classmate. I hope everyone treats her well, alright? Annie, you'll be sitting at the back where your name is labeled.
Cleo said in a sweet Irish accent.
Annie shrugged and started walking with a "meh" expression. The jet's atmosphere felt charged, almost like it had a magical aura. What did Annie know about magic? She was just a normal kid... or so she thought. She felt several pairs of eyes on her, but one classmate in particular caught her attention. It was a flashy girl seated in what looked like a first-class seat. She had a TV, a mini table with a glass of champagne—champagne???—and a bowl of luxurious chocolates beside her. It was unbelievable. (this was the same flashy girl in part3)
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Bell: Damn, that girl is so thin and doesn't have diabetes.
Annie's mind: Oh my gosh, shut up!
Annie made an annoyed expression, and the flashy girl, thinking Annie was disgusted by her, felt offended. But Annie didn't notice; she really didn't give a fuck.
In the back, she found her seat next to a blonde girl. Seriously, why was Annie always with blondes? The girl looked nice and smelled like roses... a beautiful aroma. But Annie noticed a dark shadow aura around her that was clearly visible. Annie tried not to look, but the blonde took notice.
Blonde girl: Is there something wrong?
Suddenly, a white lady ghost appeared behind her. Shit.
Annie put on a brave face.
Blonde girl: What the hell, Queenie! You're scaring my seatmates!
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The blonde scolded the ghost. It seemed like most of the people here were divine users, or possibly all of them.
The ghost disappeared, and the girl smiled at Annie.
Rose: I'm Rose. What's your name, newbie?
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It took 10 seconds for Annie to respond.
Annie: Annie... Zereya...
Annie said in a monotone voice. The girl smiled warmly.
Rose: I see... Wanna be friends?
Rose asked boldly. Annie was a bit surprised.
Annie's mind: This girl is quite bold...
Bell: Tell me about it...
Annie: Okay, I mean... you don't look evil... only your spirit does, no offense...
Annie said, brutally honest. She really didn't care about friends or what people thought of her.
Rose: Aren't you a weird one?
Rose smiled and chuckled.
Rose: What's your divine one? Is it small? Tall? Black? Ginger? Or perhaps Spanish?
Rose asked, sounding almost comically racist.
Annie just gave a serious look and looked away.
Annie: I'm kinda new to this, so I can't control it well or explore the options...
Rose grinned.
Rose: I can teach you. I mean, how hard could it be? It's easy, honestly. Well, what is the object that possesses your divine one?
Annie thought for a moment and took the doll from her backpack.
Rose's eyes widened. It was an antique, creepy doll.
Rose: Aren't you interesting... okay, now hold it and say your divine one's name, okay?
Annie hesitated. Was she really going to summon it in a jet with so many people around, 100 feet in the air? Why not!
Annie held the doll...
Annie: Bell...
She said softly, and suddenly, a bright golden light, about 5 feet tall, exploded within the jet, flooding the cabin with an intense, almost blinding brilliance. Students yelped in shock, shielding their eyes from the dazzling illumination. Rose, caught off guard, squinted through the blinding light, her mouth agape.
The entire jet seemed to hum with an ethereal energy as the students turned their attention to the back. Cleo, sensing the surge of power, quickly put the jet on auto-mode and turned to see what was happening. His eyes widened as he saw Annie enveloped in a golden and red ruby aura, shimmering like the heart of a star.
Beside her stood Bell, a spectral figure radiating an otherworldly presence, his form majestic and awe-inspiring. He looked like a celestial being, exuding an aura of divine authority that filled the cabin with a palpable sense of reverence.
Gasps and whispers spread among the students, their expressions a mix of awe and fear. The air crackled with magical energy, and for a moment, it felt like the very fabric of reality had shifted.
Annie: Sorry, everyone...
Annie's voice was barely a whisper, but it cut through the stunned silence. Her eyes met those of her classmates, who stared back in wide-eyed amazement. It was an extraordinary sight, one that none of them would soon forget.
Annie: Sorry, everyone...
Annie said quietly, feeling a mix of embarrassment and pride.
