Souls of Immortality

Chapter 2

"I'm home!" I called out as I opened the door and threw my backpack on the ground. I kicked my pair of dirty sneakers off to the side and walked in.

I walked into the kitchen where my mom was starting to make dinner.

We actually looked nothing alike, she had a mane of wild red hair and bright green eyes Compared to my black hair and gray eyes, she was like a Picasso painting.

"Oh great honey, how was school today?" She asked me, looking behind her shoulder to study me.

I tried to push the odd behavior of Celena out of my head, and instead went to get a can of coke out of the fridge. "Oh same old, same old I guess," I muttered,opening the can to take a sip of it.

Her eyes traveled down to my quickly bruising fists as she gave me a questioning look. I pulled my sleeves over my hands and shoved the free hand into my pockets.

My mom hates it when I get into fights. She always wanted the perfect princess. One who likes pink and likes to sing and dance ballet. I on the other hand, hate pink. My singing is so off that it'll make a cat in heat sound magical. Don't even get me started on dancing. I took a class of ballet in third grade and ended up getting kicked out because I somehow managed to trip over each and every one of the girls in the class that ended up to a concussion and a broken mirror. Needless to say, I'm not exactly the ballerina type girl.

I grinned nervously, "I uhh, tripped?" I lied pathetically.

"On your knuckles?"

"Um, yeah?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "You know how I feel about you getting into fights. You're a girl, not a guy, now start acting like it."

"But-"

"Enough, now go bandage them up."

I breathed out of my nose in annoyance and climbed slowly upstairs into my room.

I stepped into my room and studied its gray walls covered with my drawings taped onto it. It's a complete mess, but I loved each and every part of it.

I walked up to my full length mirror and pulled up my shirt to reveal the gruesome looking bruise at the right side of my stomach. Yup. That'll last me a good long week or two.

My knuckles were starting to swell up a bit, but I didn't see the need to bandage them despite what my mom said, and laid on my bed.

I never learned karate or anything, fighting just comes to me naturally, almost like an instinct.

My mind started racing to Celena's odd behavior today.

What the heck happened to her? What did she see that I missed?

They're coming.

Who the fuck is coming? Celena never runs off like this without telling me, and it's honestly making me scared. Is she in danger? I'll freaking demolish anyone who tries touching her.

In the back of my mind, something pushes right at the barrier of my knowledge. I felt like I should've known who she meant. But that memory- or what ever it is, is just barely there. It's almost taunting me, laughing at me because I can't remember. I shook off that uneasy feeling. Maybe she told me about this before and I just don't remember.

I decided to shake it off, maybe she'll tell me later.

I put in my ear buds and laid in bed, eventually falling to sleep.

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"Anastasia," a woman with silver hair greeted me, nodding her head slightly.

She was beautiful, but she had an intimidating aurora around her, warning me not to mess with her. Her silver hair gleamed in the light, and her pale green eyes shone with intellect and years of wisdom that was pass the knowledge of any normal human. She had fair skin that was pale, but glowing with life, and her white dress flowed every time she made the subtlest movements.

"Wh-Who are you?" I asked her. "Where am I?"

We were in a magnificent forest with trees lush and green, much better than any photograph I've ever seen before. There were glowing mushrooms and many elegant, colorful, birds flying around us. It was unlike anything I've ever seen.

"To be exact, you're dreaming," the woman started, "and this place is a figment of your own imagination. The perfect place in your mind. Looks like you've never forgotten about Endoria after all." She looked at me and gave me a weary smile, "And to answer your other question, I am Genevieve, a light which,"

Okay I've definitely hit my head on something to cause me to dream this vividly. Must've been the fight I had earlier. Had to be. Either that or someone snuck some LSD into my drink at lunch today.

"Okay so let me get this straight-"

A loud rustle came from the thee trees and Genevieve started muttering under her breathe in some foreign language, but I could tell she was most likely cussing.

"There's not much time," she walked up to me, gripped my shoulders, and looked me in the eyes.

"Wait wha-"

"There's not enough time to explain everything. Five guardians were sent down to guide you back into Endoria and you shall know who they are soon. Follow them and choose who you trust wisely," she put her thumb on my forehead. "Slahn vek dan nonterlyss dostreil," she muttered in the same language she was using earlier.

Her thumb started glowing and I felt a shiver go through my entire body.

"What was that?"

Another rustle came, louder than the last and she said, "This is all I can do for you right now. You are temporarily safe from any dangers from the Ferrens, but I don't know how long I can keep the protective spell up. Find the guardians and save us all. I'll be waiting for you, Anastacia."

"Why do you keep calling me Anastacia?" I yelled over the now deafening sound of the growls.

A blur lunged out of the darkness.

"They're here."

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