The once serene, quiet place within the penthouse of the Sovereign Family, now in a turmoil.
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"Mom! Dad!" Ethan Kyle Sovereign, who now slumped to his knees, reached his hands to the barren living room.
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It was but a while ago they sat and locked gazes to their movie when a sudden impact destroyed and crushed the area to smithereens.
'This must be a dream—! What the fuck— is happening?!'
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Beyond the wrecked edifice, revealed several ruptures in the sky— oh which swirled dark, thunderous clouds and spat out monsters he'd never imagined.
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His body never moved an inch, only grabbed tight on his messenger bag, and in any minute the cracks reached his feet.
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"Ethan! No!"
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Fortunately, his oldest brother, Damian Leigh Sovereign, grabbed him in a nick of time.
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A sudden tug of his shoulders— with great strength— he groaned from almost a dislocation.
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"Shit! Now it's happening too early!" A glance on his surroundings as though spotting a fiend on sight.
Yet the youngest remained at loss. A single hug and a pat on his back was all he needed, and tears came along.
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"Brother, they—! Mom, Dad—!"
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"I know, I know... Right now—!" Then comes another round of blast, shaking and the ceilings gave off a few speck of dusts over them. "We have to go now!"
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With the remaining strength, he stood and followed close to his brother's back. "What about the others?"
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"I've already asked our eldest, Arlene, to go get Oscar."
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"Bro Oz? What about Elle?"
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"She's safe, for now."
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"For now?" A furrow on Ethan's brows came but bumped his head. "W—What's wrong—?" He clasped his mouth.
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A wolf— of larger build and with a jagged, protruding horn, chomped on a dismembered torso with arms hanging greeted them.
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'No shit! What in the—!' A sudden churn on his stomach; then an onset of vomit came.
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Meanwhile, it stopped tracks with a growl as Damian unsheathed his sword and a pulse came, clearing Ethan's mind.
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Without any delay, he released several attacks that sliced the walls towards its flesh.
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'Brother Dee—?! How did he— powers?! What's this?!'
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A swat off his blade from his blood before he sheathed. "I know you have a lot of questions. Trust me, from now on things will get real and dangerous."
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For he could only gulp hard with now trembling limbs from what awaited them.
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Few meters beyond found about three wolves cramped the hallway. Which their growls trembled louder as they got closer.
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'Oh no! That's Sis Ar's—!'
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A sudden blast came, with raging flames devouring the shattered walls and leaving the group of wolves earlier whimpered. What left on top of the brick was wolf in cinders.
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"Let's go." Damian tugged his wrist.
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Peeking, there would Arlene Ruth who had her ash blonde hair smeared with blood as her head trickled also to the eyes down to her chin.
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Moreover, there are unknown shapes & symbols, floating and glowing in red, around her and to her palms.
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"...She finally awakened..."
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'What did he say?'
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Ethan caught the sudden upward twitch of his brother's mouth before he cleared his throat.
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"Sis, are you alright?"
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"I'm okay— I'm okay..." Soon as Damian approached, her heaving chest calmed as arms anchored near the nightstand. "The two are safe here."
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Oscar let out a groan as Eleanor wrapped gauze around the claw marks on his leg and back.
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"Bro Oz!" Ethan rushed to their side.
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"Stay down, Than." Eleanor blocked him with her dainty arms, and then tucked a lock of her jet black hair behind her ear as she put first aid. "I'd appreciate if you don't interrupt me."
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A nod came from him. "Sis Ar, let me help you."
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"So unlike you, helping me, you brat."
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"Don't joke about that." He locked his brown eyes to hers, a tad gray, before picking up a roll of dressing to her arm.
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A sudden ruffle of his jet black hair went his way. "Alright, my bad. You act more like your twin now."
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Eleanor only rolled her eyes.
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While at it, Damian leaned against the wall in arms crossed, as he gleamed his brown eyes to a blue hue beyond the hallway.
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"Damian."
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"Yes, Sis Ar?" He remained in his trance.
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"How about Mom and Dad?"
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Now, Damian stopped his tracks, became unwilling to face her.
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Ethan fumbled on the gauze before he replied. "They're gone, sister..." Then a sniffle came.
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All of them stunned.
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"What?"
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"Yes, it's true." Ethan hugged Arlene tight. "I'm sorry! I couldn't do anything—! I turned around and they're gone." Now his words after that muffled as she hugged back.
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No movement between Eleanor and Oscar.
The former who stopped from the last wrap on the latter's leg before she continued.
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The latter shot up, twinged, and slumped his back and head.
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Both sniffled with backs shaking.
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Meanwhile, Arlene pressed her red lips to thin while holding his wrist from punching the floor a couple of times.
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The sudden loss pained the youngest more than the throbbing pain emerged from his knuckle.
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"Let me go, sis…"
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"Don't hurt yourself."
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"... How are you so strong?" Ethan's nudge wouldn't make her budge. "Right, you two have powers now—! How did you get powers?!"
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"I don't know."
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For one, he knew their oldest sister and the eldest of the family was never one to lie.
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Stubborn as he was, his brown eyes shifted to the bed. "Bro Oz, this looks like they all have powers now! Don't tell me you too—?"
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A click on his tongue heard without turning around. "Idiot. Do you think I'd be miserable if I have one?"
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"You will."
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All of them now shot up, looking at the one standing near the broken doorway.
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"How'd you know? Wait! Earlier, you said the same thing to sis—"
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"This is like a game now, if that helps you."
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Everyone now looked at each other, as uncertain as one would happen from now on. They had to rely on one another.
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'He knows something for real…' Ethan squinted his eyes at Damian.
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Dusts fell before them as the ceiling gave quite a shake.
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Prompting Damian, holding to his scabbard as he dusts off his beige polo shirt. "We need to get out of here."