Their beginning

chapter 5: The girl in white

A girl in a white gown appeared, her gaze locked onto the monstrous creature. The rest of their friends materialized out of

thin air, ready for battle.Low struggled to stand, his mind racing to find an escape, but he couldn't sense their friends

nearby. Shuna, still trembling, was caught in the chaos, trapped between his protective stance and the looming spider

creature. The girl in the flowing white gown, with an air of otherworldly power, faced off against the monstrous spider with

fierce determination. As she raised her hand, an ethereal glow surrounded her fingers, illuminating the shadowy classroom.

With a swift, deliberate motion, the girl unleashed a surge of energy that struck the gigantic spider directly in its grotesque

form. The impact was immediate, sending ripples of power through the creature's body. The spider convulsed, its

monstrous limbs thrashing wildly as it emitted agonized screeches.

The girl continued to channel her energy, her white gown billowing as though possessed by the very winds of fate. Each

wave of her hand sent shockwaves through the spider's form, causing its monstrous shape to distort and flicker like a

mirage in the desert .Unable to withstand the relentless assault, the colossal spider began to disintegrate into a shower of

tiny spiders. They scattered in all directions, seeking refuge in the cracks and crevices of the room, fleeing from the girl's

overwhelming power.

. A sense of relief washed over Low, but it was short-lived. He watched as a girl in a white gown with a stern, unfriendly

expression faded away like a phantom. Their friends were now surrounding Shuna, and her eyes darted nervously between

them.

Shuna, caught in a whirlwind of confusion and fear, found herself cornered by her friends. However, Low realized from the

thoughts he was picking up that Shuna was an innocent girl, unaware of the hidden world they inhabited. Her thoughts

centered on a mysterious figure named 'Emilja,' a name that sent shivers down Low's spine. It couldn't be possible for

Emilja to be alive; that would change the course of their destiny entirely.

The day had taken a dramatic turn, unveiling more questions than answers, and the enigmatic girl named Shuna had

become an unexpected piece of their intricate puzzle.

Dream's POV:

The hallway was buzzing with curious onlookers as we tried to coax Shuna out of her hiding place. She regarded us with a

mix of confusion and betrayal, her sharp intellect undoubtedly piecing together the puzzle. She had seen how our

composure had not wavered in the face of the supernatural, how our features had shifted and altered. It was clear that we

were not your ordinary students, and Shuna was not one to ignore the signs.

As more students filled the corridors, kai and Narnia were hunched by the locker's door, attempting to convince Shuna to

emerge. Meanwhile, the twins positioned themselves strategically to block the view of curious onlookers. In the midst of

this chaos, I focused my psychic abilities on the spiders, attempting to see through their eyes.

At first, it was a struggle to connect with them, but I persisted, pushing my abilities to the limit. The spiders scurried

through various paths until they reached what appeared to be another castle, cloaked in darkness and coated in dust. Amid

the desolation, a single chair stood, its top half concealed by a massive serpent, waiting for its master.

I tried to shift my consciousness to that of the snake and take control, but it resisted. It possessed an intelligence of its own

and seethed with a dangerous energy. Before I could comprehend what was happening, searing pain coursed through my

eyes, and I screamed in agony, feeling as though my very eyes were being ripped from their sockets. My vision darkened,

and I lost all sense of the world around me, save for the familiar scent that enveloped me.

Shuna, upon hearing my agonized cry, reacted swiftly. Maja aided me as I struggled to walk, and Narnia pulled Shuna away

from the prying eyes of the students. Low's deep voice cut through the commotion, commanding everyone to disperse and

return to their activities. We retreated to the sanctuary of our secret place in the woods, known as the Oaked House.

Inside the Oaked House, Maja took the lead, approaching the massive oak tree that served as the entrance. She gently

touched it, as if it were a delicate flower rather than a towering oak surrounded by thorns on its lower half. With a soothing

voice, she whispered, "Glow." A tiny rose began to blossom from the thorns, a symbol of light emerging from darkness.

I watched in awe as the white rose flourished and multiplied, enveloping the entire tree in its delicate beauty, juxtaposing

the elegance of light with the harshness of darkness. Narnia, in her calm and composed manner, touched a leaf and used

her unique aura to open the secret gate. It responded to her touch, and a door emerged from the ground, revealing a

spiraling staircase leading down.

We stepped back, allowing the magic to work its enchantment. The door beckoned us into the depths below, and the girls

led the way, supporting me as I leaned on Shuna's shoulder. Low, ever vigilant, inquired about Kai's whereabouts, but she

was nowhere to be seen.

Meanwhile, back at school, kai was dealing with a mysterious intruder. She had caught him red-handed as he attempted to

sneak up on us from the very beginning of the incident. kai, however, chose not to create a scene. Something about the

intruder's eyes gave her pause. He had brown hair that partially concealed his forehead, and his dark eyes were always

hidden behind glasses. He wasn't particularly tall or thin, but what struck kai was the uncanny similarity in their skin tones,

as if they were two puzzle pieces meant to fit together in perfect harmony.

Despite his apparent intrusion, the stranger wore a sarcastic smirk on his face as he leaned casually against one of the

lockers. kai's petite frame and fierce glare seemed to unnerve him, but little did he know what fate had in store for him. The

calm before the storm had settled upon the school, and if only he could have foreseen the extraordinary events that were

about to unfold.