Snippet #2626009

Ezra had impressed himself a little. He didn’t think the door would open so easily. Thankfully his cosmic charm did the trick, as usual. He followed his best friend inside and looked around. It was too dark to be able to see anything. Eric started looking for a light switch and so did he. He imagine it to be something odd like, a switch that needed supernatural energy to turn on or something like that. Luckily, they didn’t have to look for long. As they stepped further in, the lights began to turn on on their own, one by one. As soon as the last one flashed on, the large double doors slammed shut. Ezra turned around with a start before looking at his best friend, then looking around the room. The entire area was covered in sorts of weapons, targets and several things that he had no idea what they were. At the far end of the room there was another, slightly smaller door. Ezra looked back at the door then at Eric. They were stuck inside a room full of weapons with only two options. 1) Turn around and leave or 2) go forth and explore the next door. Ezra knew which he would pick himself, but he wasn’t calling the shots this time.


Remi stared at his motionless sister, a lump started to build in the back of his throat. Grayson’s hand on his shoulder made him flinch a bit but he just let it be. Managing to look away from his sister long enough, Remi looked at Mathew. Much to his surprise, the blonde didn’t look as excited or relieved to see her as Remi imagined. ”She’s recovering fairly quickly” the small blonde explained, placing a hand to the back of her forehead. ”And here i thought I’d finally get to talk to her after 16 years”. This threw Remi completely off guard. EIther Matthew had gone completely nuts or he was attempting to confused them. EIther option was a little irritating, but before Remi could protest, a quick flash of light came from Mathew’s body, leaving the blonde temporarily blind. Once his eyes readjusted, he realized Mathew was gone and in his place was a tiny, green winged creature, about two inches tall, that hovered above Talia. Remi blinked in confusion before realization began to set in. ”Alright, who’s are you, mine or Talia’s?” he asked, a little annoyed that the creature had tricked him. The small fairy like being chuckled and flew over to Remi’s shoulders. ”Yours” he said simply. ”I figured you’d like the other form better” he added with a snicker. Just a few minutes in and Remi already didn’t like him.