JETT'S POVAs we began running we felt something behind us but we couldn’t make a shape of it. It was dark in the forest so we couldn’t see it properly. It was gaining up on is. I could tell because I could hear it’s heavy breathing and smashing of trees draw closer and closer to us. I was feeling something. I knew this feeling. I was sweating profusely, my pulse skyrocketing, my limbs trembling and moving of their own will, my insides hot but freezing on the outside… It was Fear. I was afraid but not for my life or so I think. I was afraid that I’ll be the only one to me it out alive.Just then, the ‘best’ outcome possible happened. Gryffin fell.‘Help!!’ he cried out looking at Tess, the girl of his dreams, who didn’t even bother to turn around.‘No, don’t!!,’ Ravi yelled at the gallant hero Ethaine who ran back to help Gryffin up.At a point it seemed like they’d make it until Gryffin’s head was sent flying over our heads and Ethaine’s inside was spread across the floor and his hea

JETT'S POVThis time around, as I rode my way to the forest, I got equal amount of stares from the children who were usually preoccupied with playing and the adults from their haven of a house. Surprisingly I didn’t see Ravi. Maybe he had given up on his trying to discourage me.Or so I thought. Standing in front of the forest entrance was Ravi, carefully standing under the sun. He had a frown on his face, now common to me. His arms were crossed and he planted his feet apart, stumping his left foot ever so slowly like an angry father ready to reprimand his incorrigible son.‘You’re wasting your time…’, I said as I got off my bike. ‘If you came to stop me that is’‘Well then I love wasting my time’, he replied sarcastically as he started approaching me. As he reached his hands out to place them on my shoulder he said, ‘ Don’t do this. It’s not worth it’.‘ Are you insane?! My freedom is worth my life cos if I ain’t free then I ain’t alive’. I walked past him and turned around to face h

JETT'S POV I packed up and down my room trying to make sense of what had happened. 'I remember being stabbed and then...', I murmured to myself. I didn't notice what was staring at me each time I walked past mirror that hang to me. I caught a glimpse of red in the mirror. I knew I wore nothing red and coming to that realisation, my heart skipped as I jumped back using my arms as a shield for my face and raising my right leg ready to kick whatever it was. It was red and looked grim. It had a devilish grin like the Neo Enigma but it was different. It's colour was crimson. Blood red. A crimson demon. It had like an eye protector like the ones on the knight armour. It had spikes on the shoulders and its hand continued into blades. It had a torn clothe round its waist that connected to the shadow at its feet. It didn't have feet, they just connected with the bulk of shadows that hovered around its feet. Crimson shadows that I'm sure were solid and touchable. What stood out the most was

JETT'S POVI filled the pit with sand; lifeless. I was like a moving puppet; without soul or purpose. I was dead on the inside. I knelt down after having filled out the pit and stared into the dark abyss of nothingness. I could see clearly but all I saw was darkness. I knew I had blood in my veins and organs but I felt hollow and empty. I knew I was surrounded by trees and rocks but it seemed to me like I was floating in a dark sea of blackness. I didn't know what was real and what wasn't. I felt like there was no such thing as time but just a void of nothingness that never seemed to finish. My insides were colder than the night.I didn't cry anymore; I couldn't. I just sat down freezing in the night as I lay at the grave I had prepared for the innocent Gabby. She didn't deserve this. None of them -- us did. 'Hope thou don't misdirect thine angerI did what was neededThou need to chase what thou art afterThine enemy head', the clever Timoria spoke. I wasn't mad at him nor did I bla

****Mními pov*****We knelt in awe of the Great Brahma. He was the definition of greatness. He had an aura of authority and supremacy, like a true god. He had a huge white eye in the centre of his face. Striations ran from his crown, around his eyes to his teeth. His teeth was visible but not smiling. He had six horns, three horns on each side. The highest one pointed up and outward, the second curved backwards and the lowest one curved downward and forwards. There were threads hanging from the horns, swinging from one to the other. He had ten arms, five on each side. The first three pair of arms were facing palm up with light orbs in their hands. The fourth pair were together as if to be praying. And the last pair was also facing palm up. He had a robe on, it was glowing. His legs were crossed as he floated in the air. The great Brahma was the most powerful being in the entire universe but he was inactive. For some reason he had no fighting ability, most of his power has left him sti