The Molve prowled through the dark, its keen claws clicking eagerly against the ground with every step. Veronica and Xander huddled out of its sight, pressed into the back of a small stone covered hole they were fortunate enough to find while holding their breath in fearful anticipation.The clicks grew louder in tune to their waning chances of escape, the small play of moving shadows giving them a foggy view as it circled them. Then the glowing orange eyes came into view, faint as it lowered its head in front of them, thankfully peering in the wrong direction.Veronica readied herself to let loose every explosion she knew on the creature, staring at it in fear as it slowly turned it's head, meticulously scanning the area. The Molve's breaths were cold and calm, it's mouth slightly ajar to display its rows of serrated fangs. Luckily, false life enchantments lacked a sense of smell, giving them the smallest chance at avoiding detection.But that chance was getting smaller and smaller,

Cinder chirped happily at the sight of her friend, swooping down onto Puff's head and massaging the scruff of his neck."Oh, whaddya know, Mudbrain is back," Phantom growled."Quiet," Ronan ordered, looking around the corner cautiously. "Is it coming this way?""No, it took a right," Phantom quickly replied, pretending to lean against the wall with a heavy sigh. "It's going to the explosion site, but there's another one that might come this way so we'll have to get out of here.""Got it."Ronan lifted his butt, preparing to bolt into another patch of shadows when a shrill call tacked the first nail in his coffin."Ronan!"Ronan shot his head around at the sound of his name, his snarling glare hardly masked fast enough when he saw his teammates running loudly towards him. He leapt to his feet and shushed them, but it was already too late.Phantom sighed, smacking the back of his head against the wall in defeat. "The Molve changed paths. It's coming for us."A roar echoed through the ha

Ronan had a pleasant dream. He was back on Earth, eating pancakes, walking to school, and for some inexplicable reason, enthusiastically prancing through the field in front of his house.Then Red came along and it became a nightmare. Just before Red kicked him into a swimming pool full of sharks, Ronan sprang awake, disturbing Puff, who in response to the sudden movement dug his claws into Ronan's stomach and bristled his fur. He slowly leaned back down, a fissure of searing pain cracking through his skull in tune to his beating heart, and the newfound pricks Puff had provided him with dotting his stomach."Oh you're awake are you?" a familiar voice said. "Don't worry, you're fine, but I wouldn't recommend getting up for a bit."He squinted until his eyes adjusted to the light spattering the room, then looked to whoever was talking to him.Maria smiled as her shadow gave his eyes some relief, casually filling a small glass with water."If you're wondering where you are, this is the nu

Truvius's eyes widened when Ronan came out with the suitcase trailing him, his voice dipping to a shocked whisper."What is that?""A suitcase, it's like a bag with wheels," Ronan said, but Truvius's awe didn't change.He circled the object, looking at it from all angles and knocking on different parts of it. Finally, he noticed the zipper and pulled on it. Naturally, it went up with a loud zwoop, magnifying his awe as he ran the zipper up and down, watching it close and open with Phantom hovering over his shoulder. The man seeming to be just as captivated by the contraption.Ronan wasn't seeing an end to his fascination, and stopped him after the constant sound resurrected his headache, reluctantly agreeing to Truvius' suggestion in putting an illusion on it. As much as he hated his roommates perpetual state of being right, a metal box with wheels and plastic would definitely land him with a hoard of nosy classmates if left undisguised.And so, after a few minutes of muttering and in

Black pooled like ink throughout the tight room, shaming the ebony nest on Ronan's head as he leaned out of his covers with a stiff groan. Puff wasn't in his usual corner, the brilliant ball of white shirking his gaze completely, along with his nosy cat that had likely found it easier to slink through the blackened room with his charcoal coat.His throat wasn't as dry, but still smacked and rubbed with every swallow. He moved his tongue around, feeling the calcy stick lacing it with a sour tang and scrunching his nose as he cooked up the best place to find a cold glass of water.Truvius would probably know.His heart flattened when his eyes rested on the empty bed. Perfectly made and void of its typically snoring occupant.Ronan slid out of the bed and parted the curtains left of his bedside. It was late, the only thing to light the sky being the massive brush stroked planet.Where's Truvius? Ronan thought, looking around the empty room. He was nowhere to be found, and it had to be pa