Witches of the Elements - Book 11: Blue Sapphire

Episode 8: Anomali

Episode 8: Anomali

Between the dimensions of the Milky Way Galaxy & the Aurora Galaxy, out in space the Dimensional Fortress, the spacecraft stayed in balance between both worlds. The part of the ship you could not see faced Earth while the part you could see faced Th’rial. The fortress contained workers named Tomas [Toe-Ma] who kept the craft in working conditions. The craft’s interior is broken down in five levels, with the center containing the captain’s bridge. A chair sat at the edge of the chamber, soon followed by whispers that gathered around as black fog slithered. When it reached the chair, it clumped together forming into a black silhouette of an entity with tiny stars all throughout the figure it was portraying.

“Anomali, it is such an honor to stand before you.” A heavy set child with long white hair, orange eyes, in a layered poof skirt with ruffles and a pink southern hat with a yellow bow tied into it. Her voice was introduced to Anomali before her body as it materialized soon after in front of it.

“It is here…can’t you hear it? The star that can light up an entire galaxy. It is hidden within the essences of those lesser beings, locked in a dormant stasis. And yet it beckons.” When Anomali spoke, with an entity or entities which sounded like the disembodied voices of a man and a woman speaking almost in synchronicity. “You who were once Toma. I granted you the Powers of the Cosmos into becoming my Aprostar.

“I am Eshtar [Ish-Tar] and as your Aprostar, I will find these Anointed Beings. I will find the one that has it.” Eshtar’s body transitioned into tiny stars of light, as they broke apart and scattered, disappearing.

On Earth a few days later, Angela was at school walking with Leo and Hylis. Having never gone to school, they wanted to finally see what the buzz was all about.

“You sure about this? School and all?” Angela asked them. Though they can dress normally enough, their hair on the other hand would draw attention…in this day-in-age, it’s all about color.

“Listen, we know the history, we know what to do and what not to do. We can handle this,” assured Leo.

“Fine. Travis informed us to tell you that you can do just about whatever. Just know we will be watching,” Angela told them.

“Thanks mom,” Hylis stressed, while crossing her arms. Angela escorted them to the library, which was like walking into an ancient museum to the twins as the twins went to check out Earth’s history and the current tech. Everything was going well when Angela felt a tap on her shoulder.

“Kenny?! Hi…” Angela said awkwardly.

“Sup pretty mama,” he said with a grin. Angela had to look up at Kenny for he was the height of a basketball player. He presented himself with a low fade haircut, lilac eyes and brown skin. He had been trying to get with Angela for a while with no luck insight.

“Kenny for the thousandth time, I’m not going to go out with you,” Angela cutting him off at the start.

“Oh c’mon why not? You can never give me a good enough reason,” he asked her.

“Because…I have reasons. I’m already seeing someone who is none of your business,” she told him.

“Who’s dat? Do I know him?” he asked.

“Whoa, pause dude. It doesn’t matter, just know the answer is never,” she explained to him.

“Aight, but I didn’t come over to ask you that. I wanted to invite you to come see me in the archer contest.” Before Angela could say anything,

“She’ll be there. As I will personally assure to it as I’m coming with,” inserted Trista. Angela looked at Trista like she was crazy for not only intruding, but also popping out of the blue.

“Um yeah that’s cool,” said Kenny while Angela gave Trista the evil eye. When Kenny left is when Angela grabbed Trista by the arm to turn her around.

“What the hell was that?” she asked her.

“Whad—it’s a win win situation,” Trista said.

“A win win for whom, your ass?” Angela questioned.

“Look sweetie, since you aren’t going to take him, I’ll gladly step in as the boy his buns of steel,” Trista said with a smile. Angela continued to give Trista the evil eye. “Alright, alright. Come by my house, we can do a sleepover thing. I’ll totally make it up to you…plllleeeassssee,” Trista pleaded.