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The Dark of the Light

A/N Okay, I'm sorry. This is easier to read on google docs, and Wattpad didn't like the copying/pasting thing. I had a different font for two different handwritings, so there will be extra explanation in the next part.(Also, two weekend updates because I have been seriously neglecting this story.)

It was all shadows and sound when Luma woke. A hand ripped her from her sleep into a stumbling run. Luma spun her head and saw Mark, draped in moonlight. He looked terrified and was trying to pull Luma along, trying to hide in the shadow of the wall. Out of the corners of Luma's vision, shadows danced, forming the shape of many creatures that looked rather like eels.

"Lion, take the left." A voice shouted, female and strangely familiar. Wait just a moment. Did she say the left? To their direct left was a solid brick wall.

Luma's question was quickly answered as Mark crumbled to the ground, knocked over by some kind of chains dropped from above the pair.

Thick silver chains like bones were wrapped around and around Mark, like a fly caught in a spider's gleaming web.

Luma, dropped down to the ground. She knew that she should run, try to get away from the people who dropped the net onto him, but she couldn't leave him, no matter how annoying he was.

Mark's eyes slide open, dazed and uncertain. Luma, trying to see if there was a way to set him free, back turned to the rest of the alleyway. Some noise was coming from a rooftop above her, but other than that, the night was silent.

Luma looked into the shadow and frowned. Was that a town..? Before she could finish the thought, she slide into darkness.

***

"Cas?" Luma looked up at her older sister. "You're fibbing."

"Am not!" Cas said, quite offended. "They are real. The other worlds." Something about her words finally convinced Luma.

Luma ran to the window, gazing out the side where there were no houses in sight. Just an endless field of snow. Luma pressed her nose against the glass, trying to get a glimpse into the other Dimensions.

Cas giggled as she watched six year Luma try and do things that only experienced Dimentionalogists could manage.

"It takes years of training to see the Dimensions without some kind of portal," Cas giggled and pulled her sister away from the window, a playful smile on her face. "And it's only taught to 8th graders."

Luma frowned.

She could've sworn that she'd seen a city, made of steel and shadow, that grew more and more solid the longer she stared. How ever so strange.

Luma's vision cleared and she saw it, nearer than ever, the city of shadows she had once glimpsed as a young girl. I'm delirious and imagining things, she thought. She shook off the doubts, and frantically begin to search through Mark's wallet in hopes that she may be able to find something to save them, and instead found a scrap of scarlet cloth instead.

A crash came from the roof, and the girl grabbed Mark's arm and froze

Luma squeezed her eyes closed and whispered to herself angrily. "They're looking for us. I have to go somewhere they won't find me." The words were barely out of her mouth before all color was yanked of the world and Luma fell into darkness, pulling Mark in with her.

***

"Luma. Luma. Wake up!" Mark finally was able to roll over, and kick Luma into wakefulness.