Cyrosphere:
Gathering of Forgotten Tales and Lives Intertwined
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Cyrosphere: Gathering of Forgotten Tales and Lives Intertwined
Chapter 1:
Ginger couldn’t believe the nerve of Piper. Ginger was raised to try and find the good in everyone. You know try to give second chances and be accepting, but Piper Sharp- Granes was the worse. Piper possibly was borne from pure evil and all her secrets would one day burry her.
The only reason she came here was to find Jensen. She couldn’t lose him too. Ginger already lost too many people, but not the one connection to her parents and their past.
Ginger wondered, “Who was Delia Kern?”
Before she could say another word Aiden, one of the dark indigos came running in speaking about a security breech. Who was ballsy enough to attack Piper? And in her home, must be someone suicidal.
A loud boom ended all conversation. Half of the ceiling came tumbling down around them. Without thought, Ginger instincts kicked in and she dove into Piper.
Her move saved Piper from the high beam that almost crushed her completely. Ginger saw that Aiden was laying unconscious under some furniture. The opportunist Piper dead would have solved so many problems, but left her no leads to find Jensen.
Debris and a few stones laid on Ginger, who had a dazed Piper under her body. A hysterical, no more like diabolical laugh filled the chaos.
A light blue dress and wavy blond hair was all Ginger saw hovering over her in the air. This must be her, Delia Kern. The only one insane enough to take on Piper without thought to consequences and I was in the cross-fire.
Wait.
This much power couldn’t come from a fairy. No, Delia was a God! The news momentarily distracted her. Ginger messed the words, but the phrase die came to mind as a fireball appeared in her hand.
I don’t know how I am suppose to face a God, but I have to try. For mom and dad, and all the others that died for power. The fireball is launched at them, but really directed at Piper. Piper, who is still half covered with my body.
Ginger thinks, “Not good.”
Without a second thought, Ginger breathing is shallow as time twist to slow down. No active thought or time to process what is occurring. Save her, get away and fight another day was running through Ginger’s mind.
Delia doesn’t seem to be affected by my time powers.
“What the fuck!” escapes Ginger’s lips as Delia creates another fireball.
Screw this.