The Esper's Academy ( Book 1){ Wattys2017}

Chapter 13

Anna hovered by the entrance—toes on the right side, the safe side, of that thick bluish crystalline border of the unknown magical cave.

Where the hell was she anyway?

What was this place?

How did she get there?

....

Was she imaging the whole thing?
Was she dreaming?....

Or.... Had someone put her there?

She couldn't understand it...

So many questions played through her head that instantly gave her a headache.

Her heart leaped into her throat when a rattlesnake slithers past, paying her absolutely no notice,
and she watched in fascination a few minutes later when a scorpion followed suit.

Well, it worked on reptiles and insects. Let’s hope it worked on bigger animals too—like
those of the warm-blooded, carnivorous, mammal variety, she thought.

It’s not until the sun rises high enough to hang in the middle of the sky that she ventured
farther in. Noting how the crystalline cave’s smooth walls narrow—how its ceiling shrinks until it ultimately ends at a point in the dirt.

It’s not nearly as big as she thought.

It’s not nearly as scary either.
She considered that a good thing. She’ll take what she can get.

At first glance, it seems there’s nothing special about the cave. Seemed like any other cave she’s
ever seen on TV or in movies, despite the lack of stick-figure battle scenes and other kinds of
hieroglyphs.

Though a closer look reveals that she's totally wrong.

This one wasn't a common cave. It was enchanting and magical in its own uniquely way. The bluish bright crystals were lightning up the dark dusty place, radiating at the same time energetic waves, crushing featherly on her body.

Although, the unknown cave should have filled her with a creepy fearful feeling, it hit her with a strange and unexpectedly weird wave of warmth and familiarity that, in a way, was scaring her.

There was a series of scrawls on the far part of the wall that she somehow missed at first glance. A long list of unknown at her names left there to be witnessed.

Each of them leaving their first and last name, along with a sketch of the same seal just alongside it, that served as their family stamp. Or so...she thought. Their family seal. They were all part of the same family. It was a big family tree and it was revealing a huge and probably... powerful bloodline.

But not any normal family bloodline. This one was describing a particular order. A unique order for something... uncommon. Something important and....special.

Probably like... a successor's line or something. Anna wasn't sure...

The question was : an order for what exactly ? Why were the cave' walls showing only one of the two possible parents and their child? Probably, their firstborn. It was like something was passing down for generations and centuries to count. Something important...

The wall was shown the ancestors, the predecessors and even the descendants. Until it reached the last one imprinted at the end.

Danica Van Allen was the first one on the family tree—her name appearing at the highest possible point—scrawled
in the space where the wall curved into the ceiling. The writing faded, angular, with a dark- golden color surrounding it. Brightening it up. Showing it off.