As Lance walked through the corridors of the guest room, the early morning sunlight was already streaming in through every corners of the school. As he turned to a corner, he saw Frank and Liam already awake and waiting for him, both leaning on the wall.He was startled on seeing them appear here so fast while he had left them in the room, asleep with Miss Eloise. He blinked his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming and proceeded to walk closer to them.Frank and Liam turned to look at Lance, their usual smiling and cheerful air around them was gone and was replaced with an emotionless look. Lance narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he stopped advancing toward them.Before he could say anything, Liam quickly engulfed him in a tight embrace. But something was off. Liam's body was oddly cold and Lance frowned in confusion.Frank then spoke up, his voice serious and concerned. "Lance, why did you leave without waking us up? We're supposed to stick together, remember?"Lance looked between
As the door burst open, the group's eyes widened with shock as they took in the scene before them. The room was in complete disarray, with furniture overturned and papers scattered across the floor. At the center of the chaos, Lance was straddling a boy on the ground, his fist raised high in the air as though he was ready to deliver a devastating blow.Mara, Frank, and Liam, rushed into the room and immediately tried to assess the situation. The female healer quickly rushed over to the boy on the ground who was whimpering in pain, examining his forehead and gently applying pressure to the wound to stem the bleeding. Miss Eloise let out a high-pitched shriek as she took in the scene before her, her hands flying up to cover her mouth in shock. "What in the world is happening here?" she exclaimed, her eyes darting between Lance and the wounded boy. "What on earth is going on here?" she demanded, her eyes flitting from Lance to the boy on the ground and back again.Prof. Craig gave Lan
The masked male healer had walked out of the room in a hurry, a sense of urgency in his steps."Stupid... Stupid... Stupid". He muttered to himself as he walked in hasty steps. As he diverted to another corridor, he heard the sound of little footsteps following him. He stopped abruptly and hid beside a door, waiting to see who was following him.Seconds ticked by as he waited and then the footsteps stopped and then began to retreat. The male healer could feel a sense of relief wash over him as he let out a deep breath. But as he turned to leave, a glint of evil flashed in his eyes. He tore off the mask on his face, revealing his scarred visage, and rubbed his eye, the patchy and rough surface feeling uncomfortable."Foolish child, trying to follow me," he muttered to himself. He repeated the words several times, his voice growing louder and more angry with each repetition. His frustration was palpable as he pulled out the clump of fake blonde hair he wore, that had gotten tangled in
As Mr. Pineton and Mr. Drew ran for their lives, their hearts pounded in their chests and sweat dripped down their faces. They could hear Einstein's twisted laughter behind them, driving them forward with fear and desperation. Suddenly, a burst of energy erupted from Einstein's twisted body, propelling him forward with lightning-fast speed."NO!" Mr. Pineton screamed as he watched Einstein close the distance between them. He could see the burnt and twisted flesh of Einstein's body, and it made his stomach turn with revulsion.Einstein cackled maniacally as he reached out with a gnarled hand and flicked it in the air. Mr. Pineton and Mr. Drew felt a blast of energy hit them like a lightning bolt, sending them tumbling to the ground with a sickening thud.Pain seared through their bodies as they struggled to get back up, but they were paralyzed with fear. Mr. Pineton watched in horror as the vial slipped from his grasp and rolled away, coming to a stop at the feet of the monster and foe
The healer cast one more look at Mara, Liam, and Frank before everyone separated to go clean up. Lance who had been long in deep thought, murmured frequently as he strode back to the guest room.He was already perturbed about Glenda and the incident he had witnessed today. He was so long lost in thought that he didn't recall how he stood in front of the guest room.Unbeknownst to him, as he continued to move forward, his friends - Mara, Liam, and Frank - followed behind him, giving each other strange looks.Liam cleared his throat and called out to Lance. "Lance, where's the black wand?"Lance was slightly startled as he turned with a frown toward Liam to answer his question, but before he could utter a word, he saw the coldness in Liam's expression that immediately caught his attention. And as much as he tried to ignore it, something inside him knew that there was something deeply wrong with his friend.Liam paused for a moment before finally asking again, "Lance, tell us where is th
As everyone was reeling from the shock of the exploded bodies and trying to wipe off some of the fluids from their body, Lance got up hastily and then barked at the female healer to tell him where Glenda was kept."Where is Glenda?! Tell me now!" he demanded, his voice filled with urgency and fear.The female healer sighed and then stood. "She's at a safe place, trust me, Lance".With gritted teeth, Lance replied to her, "Show me!"."Follow me". She said while Lance followed her gingerly. As Lance and the female healer arrived at the door, they unlocked it with a key and stepped inside. The room was one of the medical storage rooms where students' potions and herbs were kept in glass jars neatly stored on shelves. The air in the room smelled of strong herbal concoctions, creating a dense mist effect that engulfed everything within the room. The shelves were lined up against the walls from floor to ceiling, filled with clear bottles of colors that had labels with handwritten inscript
Chapter One The candescent lights were on at the grocery store. It was night and the night shift workers were about to start their work. But Lance Bottoms a 15 year old with brown-curly hair and beige skin was not going to be a part of it. The manager had called on him earlier, saying it was an important meeting. Lance hoped it wouldn't affect his night shift. He needed the extra cash, now more than ever. He walked up to the old steel door of Mr Drew's office and knocked. "Come in" A voice said from inside. Lance opened the door, the hinges creaking, and he walked inside. "Mr. Drew?" Mr. Drew was a middle aged man and grey hairs had started to make their first appearances on his head. He also wore a square rimmed spectacle, and he looked up. "Lance, yes."He dropped the magazine he was reviewing, and took a deep breath. "Look, I understand what you've been through. With the death of your mom and everything. A boy your age ain't supposed to go through that. And truly, I sy
Except it wasn't. Strangely he remembered this place as well, a magic school. And he was a student here, in Wiccan Academy. This was his dorm, grey walls and iron-alloyed bunk beds, like all dorms, and it was called Fort A. The boy staring into his face incredulously was Liam, his best buddy and Level mate. The memories were coming to him, freely, like afterthoughts. "You sure you're alright man? You really don't look ok to me." Liam said, sitting beside him. So what had changed?He sprang out from his bed and rushed to where he knew a large mirror would be waiting. "Lance!" Liam followed him. He observed his image in the mirror, he was still himself, brown wavy hair, beige skin and defined chin-bones. And he was wearing brown robes, with the purple belt. Nothing had changed, yet everything had changed. The only thing keeping him from freaking out, was his gratitude that he was still alive, and the fact that he was still himself, but with a memory from two lifetimes. He