31Disclaimer: I don´t own WITCH and none of its characters. They are the property of the mighty Disney Company
So, this is the first chapter of "A different story", my WITCH fanfic. This is gonna be a lighthearted chapter focusing solely in the girls (plus a little of Susan and Dean, because I actually like the couple, they seem good together, and Matt, because it seemed of to me to let him out of the group with everything that went on with Nerissa and Shagon… so here he is. And I actually like the cartoon character. He seemed like a very good boyfriend) while they are on Earth, earning they happy ending after season two.
Also, if you haven´t read the prologue to this story, "Four Royals of the Supernatural", read it. It is in my Author´s Page (it´s that how is called?) and helps to set the atmosphere of what this fic is going to be and comprehend some of the things that are going to happen in the first half of the story.
So, now, onto the chapter!
WITCH
A different story.
Chapter 1: Good and caring people
The world of Earth. December 18th. Saturday afternoon.
Breathe. Relax. Concentrate.
Breathe. Count to three. Relax. Count to three. Concentrate. Count to three.
In the change room, dressed in a competition swimsuit, a 14 year old girl awaited her moment to go outside the room, threw herself into the pool and swim against the best. Her head was covered in her blue, white stripped swimming cap and her eyes hidden by goggles, but under them you could see a bright amount of red hair and a pair of reddish eyes. Strange reddish eyes.
This young woman was called Wilhelmina Vandom. But everyone called her Will. She was a teenage girl. Like the majority of teenage girls, she went to college, she hated math and she hang out with her friends and with her boyfriend; a boy named Matt Olsen. But, not like the majority of teenage girls, she was a Guardian of the Infinite Dimensions too. The Keeper of the Hearth of Kandrakar and receptacle of the power of Quintessence. The leader of the current generation of guardians, who named themselves WITCH.
But at that moment, none of that things mattered. Right then, the thing that mattered the most was that she was a swimmer. A very good swimmer. Even since childhood, she had been swimming and dreaming of competing in the great pools that she saw in TV, to be an Olympic.
So she swam, during all her life. Even when her parents divorced, she has swum. Even after moving from Fadden Hills to Heatherfield, she has swum. Even after becoming a Guardian, she has swum. And now there she was, in a championship amongst the best. Representing her own school against the ones that had been chosen by other schools. Man, it felled incredible when old Miss Knickerbocker had appointed her as their representative in the interschool competition. She almost faded. She went to Matt, she kissed him, went on a date… "No! Focus Will, focus! There will be plenty of time for that later. Focus on the competition…"
Breathe. Count to three. Relax. Count to three. Concentrate.
"I am going to win. For them. For her."
Outside the building that held the competition that day; the Heartherfield Sport Center; a massive white colored building that held multiple platforms destined to various sports aside from the wing that held the swimming pools; another young girl had just exit the car of her father. Her name? Irma Lair, current Guardian of Water. She stretched herself, and after saying goodbye to her father, the chief of police Tom Lair; she headed for the principal door. Susan Vandom (her friend´s mother) and her current boyfriend (it was weird for someone like Irma to call an adult boyfriend. It didn´t seem natural) Dean Collins. She with her dark, deep black-blue hair and tanned skin; and he with his bright brown hair and thick mustache. With them was Will´s boyfriend, Matt; a dark haired boy of average height and weight. Unless he used his powers, that's it. If he used them, he looked like a winged macho man. After all, just like the five girls were the Guardians that held the power of the Hearth of Kandrakar, Matt was one of the three Regents of the Hearth of Earth. The fact that the other two were a cat and a dormouse was a pretty funny matter of discussion in their group meetings.
They were speaking about something, and laughing. Irma noted that Collins was making some sort of impersonation. Like some sort of cowboy man, doing a pose of firing a gun and all.
"What´s with the cowboy pose, Mr. Collins?" asked Irma when she reached the trio. It was Matt who answered, of course. The poor history professor had been taken by surprise.
"He is trying to convince me to force Will to watch some sort of space-cowboy series" said the young man. "Apparently he is totally a fan of it… And had the entire series in DVD"
"The entire series AND the movie" cut of Collins. "It´s a really good series! Isn´t it Susan?"
Susan Vandom was a lot of things; but not a liar. She didn´t like to lie, and also didn´t like to hide information from others. She did exactly that to her daughter concerning her relationship with Dean several months ago, and that almost demolished their mother-daughter bound. So no more lies, which meant…
Susan looked strangely to Dean. A look that said something like "I don't want to say that the shirt you´re wearing is horrible, but it is" thing. Dean looked down and let a small "Oh…" get out from his mouth. Matt patted him on the back, trying to cheer him.
And Irma busted to laughter. Such an innocent but incontrollable laughter. Susan ended joining her, and even Matt chuckled a little. Collins encaged the laughter with a little smirk in his mouth, accentuated by the movement of his moustache.
"Okay, okay…" Susan managed to say after laughing. "Why…" she cleared a pair of tears from her eyes "Why don´t you go with Matt and the two of you take enough seats for everybody?"
"Agreed…" mouthed Matt, while he and Collins got inside the building and headed to the swimming section.
When the two men disappeared from sight, the older woman asked the younger one, "So… Will told me about this "plan" of yours. How is it going to go?"
"Oh, do not worry. The moment that this ends you and Mr. Collins will say goodbye, and depart. We will catch from there, do not worry Ms. Vandom" answered the young Guardian. "It was Will idea after all. It cannot go wrong"
"Ha! You are speaking as my daughter was some sort of strategic genius, or something"
"You have no idea" thought Irma. During the past few months, everyone has noted how Will´s strategic capabilities had been improved. If it had not been for the snake´s intervention; they could had won that battle against Phobos without transforming into… She stopped thinking. She didn´t want to remember that sensation. The sensation of being there, but no being her; of being just a mass of water. It wasn´t a joyful memory.
"Are you okay, Irma?" asked Miss Vandom, interrupting her thoughts; for good, the young lady noted.
"Uhm? Oh yeah, I´m fine. Just a little lost in my own head. So… where are the others?"
"I don't know." answered the grown woman. "But they should be coming now. The match is about to start"
"Ah, relax Miss Vandom…" said Irma at the same time that an image of a giant snake being completely dehydrated by the kiss of a water nymph flashed through her mind. "Just relax…"
While the two women waited to the remaining parts of the party, other three young ladies walked in the Sports Centre´s direction. One was a brown woman with dark hair, and wearing a pair of glasses. Dressed in a white T-shirt under an orange jacket and a pair of jeans; also wearing a brown coat, she was named Taranee Cook; current Guardian of Fire.
Accompanying her was a long haired blonde. Of white skin and blue eyes, her name was Cornelia Hale, current Guardian of Earth. Always so feminine, she was dressed in a long skirt, and a purple and white stripped jersey. Above them she wore a light green jacket.
And holding the blond haired Guardian´s hand was a little girl of eight years old, a blonde too. After all they were sisters. This little girl´s name was Lillian Hale, a cute pre-scholar with sort hair and dressed almost every time in pink. Her outfit today was of that color too. A pinky dress, pinky boots, and a pinky coat. She was holding her big sister´s hand tightly. Albeit in the eyes of the normal men this child was just a child; she was in reality the bearer of the Hearth of Earth, although its power was now redistributed between the Three Regents of Earth, the aforementioned Matt Olsen, the dormouse Mr. Juggles, and her own pet cat, Napoleon.
"Cornelia!" she said pulling the hand of the older Hale. "Come on, we are gonna be late!"
"You know, your sister is right." said Taranee. "I exited my house later than you two and I was able to catch with you. I could be there already if I hadn´t decided to accompany you"
"It´s not my fault" retorted Cornelia "This new model of winter boots are killing me!"
"Then maybe you shouldn´t have bought them, or wear them today" said the Fire Guardian.
"Or maybe you just could threw them away!" proposed Lillian.
Cornelia looked at her sister, waiting a mock smile or a commentary. But there was only innocence in her eyes. She really meant to throw the boots away.
"I cannot do that Lillian"
"Why?"
"Because" Cornelia dazed her long blond hair with her free hand "there are too expensive and too beautiful."
Taranee chuckled at this. Cornelia was still Cornelia.
Little Lillian just forgot about her advice and keep pulling Cornelia from her hand. And at the expense of Cornelia´s feet´s well being, they ended reaching Miss Vandom and Irma.
"You are almost late!" shouted to them the Water Guardian. "What did Corny do to make you slower?"
"Wait, why do you assume that it was my fault?" asked Cornelia, offended. "It could have been something completely out of my control!"
"But, big sister, your boots…" started Lillian, just for her to receive a stern look of her sister.
"Ah! So it was you, after all!" mocked Irma, with a smug smile on her face.
"You idiot!" shouted Cornelia, and releasing her little sister´s hand, she jumped straight into an argument with Irma, about fashion, modals, punctuality and, for some reason; what was better between Mexican or Italian food.
While the two teens were arguing, Susan kneeled to look little Lillian directly in the face. "Hello Lillian, you are very pretty dressed today"
"I know!" said the pre-scholar smiling. "Mom chose this one for me! She is the best!"
"Oh, you are just too adorable!" said Susan, tickling the little kid´s cheeks and making her jiggle. These actions made Taranee smile too. She really had a soft spot for kids.
"Well, she is really adorable. I hope that she doesn´t turn into the same as that goofy pair" said the brown girl signaling to Cornelia and Irma.
"Who is a goofy?" asked simultaneously the two teens, looking scorned at Taranee.
"The two gals that are discussing about tacos and pizza" answered the Fire Guardian, adjusting her glasses.
"Well, maybe is that you are not as passionate as we are" retorted Cornelia, whose commentary was reinforced by a "Yeah" from Irma.
"Well, that's the point. Someone has to maintain her head cooled" mocked Taranee, arms folded and eyes crossed.
"Taranee!" again the unison voice of the two other girls. This time Susan and Lillian laughed. Especially Lillian, who, at Taranee´s commentary, had imagined her sister dressed in a Goofy disguise.
Then Taranee felt a little inch in her head, product of her telepathy. Like some sort of clock alarm. Her smile intensified, because it meant that the final part was arrived. "There she is" she though.
A Chinese teen, her long haired raven hair combed in two braids, a pair of leotards under a skirt; a pullover and a purple jacket as her clothing; was now approaching the group. That was Hay Lin, current Guardian of Air; and granddaughter of the previous one. And so, the actual heir of a sort of family tradition of being the Guardian of Air; that remounts itself to the first woman bearing that power.
Hay Lin had always been what it´s usually called "genki girl". A dreaming girl, always with her head in the clouds, always happy and free-spirited. You could say that this was the form that the universe had to say "This child is destined to be the Air Guardian" and you possibly won´t be wrong.
But today´s Hay Lin was not exactly happy. If you talked with her or ask for help, she surely will help you, or talk to you in a very good natured way that would make you think "What a bright and good child".
But her childish demeanor and her out of earth nature were gone. And if a stranger didn´t notice the difference; her friends sure did. After all, what are friends for? They even know the reason of Hay been down.
Because, even if Hay Lin insisted in downplaying it; everyone knew that the fact that Eric Lindon, her (now) former boyfriend´s departure to another city have left her quite depressed. They even have "broke up" (if what they did could be called break up) quite nicely. But in her friends' eyes, that was precisely the problem. You can´t just end a relationship at that age and settle down that good. Even someone as cheered up as Hay Lin should shout to the skies in anger sometimes. But, instead of doing that, she just fell depressed. That was the reason behind "the plan".
The swimming match? Just the perfect excuse. Everyone would gather to cheer up for Will, she would swim, and winning or not, they would then depart to the Silver Dragon, Hay Lin´s Grandma´s restaurant, and threw a party. And they will try their best to make Hay Lin smile like her used to be again. And make her curse to Eric too. But that last one was just Irma´s idea.
So there she was, finally getting to her friends. Cornelia and Irma were discussing about something stupid, as always. Taranee was just there, maintaining the composure. And there was Miss Vandom and so was Cornelia´s little sister Lillian. They were, playing? She didn´t know.
Taranee bolted, as sensing her presence, and smiled at her. "There you are" said her fellow Guardian. Hay Lin answered with the best smile that she could put. But it was just not her smile.
"Well, I think that there are no ones left to arrive" said Irma, broking her discussion with Cornelia like it was nothing. "So" she put her arm around Hay Lin, "what are we waiting for?"
The group got inside the building and, after a few minutes of seeking, they found Matt and Mr. Collins, who were guarding a bunch of seats and still speaking of the series.
"Oh God, still with that Dean?" asked Miss Vandom, now she holding Lillian's hand.
"Well, you see" it was Matt that answered, trying to avoid the woman´s glare "it actually sounds a little cool"
Dean gave the Susan a look that expressed nothing but "Victory!" and Susan reprised the urge to facepalm herself. She took the seat next to her man and leaved Lillian to go to her sister´s side. "With men like these… we really are mother and daughter, aren´t we Will?" thought Susan. It was really funny for her to admit how much similar were Will and her to each other.
Everyone in their seats, the group waited in the grades for the participants of the match to appear in the pool zone. Lillian got up in her seat to watch better. The she signaled a group of people that started to appear around the pool.
"There she is!" she shouted. And there she was. "Will!"
In the pool zone, a lot of girls between 14 and 16 years old casted in swimsuits were appearing. Will Vandom was among them. She then heard her name spoken of in a childish voice. She turned and spotted Lillian waving strongly at her. She waved back and then her friends and her parents waved to her, shouting cheers of animosity. She spotted Hay Lin among them and then headed to her starting spot. All according to plan.
Until she saw her competition, that´s it. She looked around and the thought that maybe winning was not so possible. This was not like any other competition. Not even like the past one from October. There were a lot of participants. Some girls younger than her, some girls older. But they meant business.
There were girls from public schools like her, but there were also girls from private schools; and guest from other states that seemed incredible capable. Will could bet that a lot of them had private trainers. But none of that mattered now. The only thing that mattered was the amount of water in front of her and the young ladies at her sides.
So she prepared herself.
Breathe. Relax. Concentrate.
She stretched her back. The signal was close.
Breathe. Count to three. Relax. Count to three. Concentrate. Count to three.
Te sound of a whistle echoed, and then the competitors hit the water.
Back in the grades, everyone started shouting for Will´s win. She had started pretty good, going ahead of five of her competitors. This only leaved another four between her and the first place.
Everyone was shouting, especially little Lillian. Cornelia had to hold her in order for the kid not to fall from her seat, where she stand proud, cheering for her sister´s friend.
Then something flashed by Lillian´s left side, something that raised herself in her seat just like Lillian and starting shouting with all the power of her lungs.
There was Hay Lin, not the depressed falsely amicable excuse of Hay Lin that hides her pain behind a sere and sad smile; but Hay Lin, airhead, good old Hay Lin.
"Go Will! You can do it!" shouted the young Chinese girl; full of energy. So what if Eric had left the city and her? So what if she had lost her boyfriend? Her friends were here, and one of them was just in one of the biggest moments of her life. She should cheer for her. She had to. She must to.
Back in the pool, Will had arrived to one of the sides of the water field. She was in fourth place now. In a swimming match (or in any other race type match) a second for the viewer can be a very long period of time for the participant. So, in what for their friends looked just like a moment; Will pushed herself against the wall of the pool, and reuniting all her strength in her body, she swam back to the starting point.
When you swim, you have to use all of your body. If you use just the arms or the legs; you are just stupidly losing energy. When you swim with every part of you, the energy can be distributed equally and even preserved for the final spring. And that is exactly what Will did. Just when she was just in the middle of her way back; she gave her body a "boost". Like some sort of energy burst inside of her. It was not very different to when she used Quintessence.
Will was reserving that amount of energy for this moment. The boost served its purpose; because when she ended; she was now the one holding the third place. She had not won; but she was able to touch podium at least. And everything regrettable about her performance was forgotten when she looked up to the grades and saw Hay Lin smiling at her with a real smile.
After the award ceremony, which actually wasn´t so spectacular (after all, this was just a show of between schools and other entities), Will was exiting the Sports Center to join her family and friends. But then she was stopped by a girl of her age, who asked for a minute of her attention.
"Hello, Wilhelmina Vandom, yes?" asked the girl, sort brown hair, almond eyes and white skin. And also well endowed, noted Will. She sighed to herself.
"Yeah; and you are?"
"Irene Stone" answered the girl.
"Oh, you are first place" the other teen looked at Will strangely. "Sorry, I tend to refer to the competitors I am not familiar with by using their poll position"
"Oh; well, I am part of a swimming private academia called Nereid that is located in the outskirts of the town (well actually a few kilometers from town) and my actual trainer had seen potential in you. So" the girl gave Will a target "if you are interested, just call and ask for me or for Miss Schneider." And then the girl got away; leaving a Will that felled both awkward and enthusiastic.
Out in the street, the group, plus Lillian, Susan and Dean were waiting for Will. When she appeared; the first thing that everyone did was hug or congratulate her. Matt reprised the urge to kiss his girlfriend for the fact that her mother was in front of them.
Both Susan and Dean hugged the girl. Irma patted her back, while Taranee opted for a hive five. The little Hale sister hugged her with the help of the big one. And Hay Lin gave her one of the tightest hugs of her life.
Phase one was complete. Now was time for phase two.
Cornelia asked Susan to take Lillian to her home. Susan agreed to make that stop. And then she, Dean and Lillian departed in the woman´s car to the Hale residence; leaving the teenagers alone. When the car had move enough distance, Matt directed himself to Will.
"Now?" asked the young man.
"Now" confirmed the young lady.
And the two of them embraced in a kiss.
Inside the car, Susan was watching her daughter and the Olsen boy making out using the car´s driving mirror. She chuckled and ridded the car in the Hales´ direction.
"Were they kissing?" asked Dean, while looking down at his mobile phone´s screen. Someone had just emailed him.
"Yeah" answered Susan, still chuckling. "I don´t know if feel flattered or insulted by the fact that they waited for us to go to start doing that. I mean, it´s not that I have something against that relationship."
"Maybe it´s just that they feel a little embarrassed making out in front of a pair of adults, one of them her mother"
"Oh, and making out in front of their friends and a bunch of other of people is totally okay?"
"Susan, they are teenagers. How did you behave when you were a teenager?"
Susan felt silent. Dean looked at her and she just looked directly at the road. "I´m not going to answer that"
"Well, now I have to know." Dean mocked. "What do you think Lillian?" asked Dean to the child.
"Are Will and Matt gonna be a mom and dad?"
Dean was speechless. He wasn´t expecting that. Susan just kept looking to the road.
"No."
"But Mom and Dad kiss each other all the time" said Lillian.
"No. Just… no" said Susan in a dry tone.
Dean laughed then, while Susan was just there, her face frozen, and Lillian was not conscious of what she had implied.
The car took a curve, and the unusual trio directed themselves to their goal.
Back with our heroines, the group was now heading to the Silver Dragon. When they were far enough from the mass of people, Hay Lin made a halt.
The others looked strangely at their friend. Maybe the phase one of the plan didn't work out as expected? Well it actually did.
Hay Lin raised a current of air and tied her friends all together, making them levitate a little from the ground. Then she launched herself at t e groupand gave them something that only can be described as an air-hug.
"Thank you!" said Hay Lin.
"Eh… For what exactly?" asked Taranee, a little disoriented.
Hay Lin looked at her friends with an amused grin. "The fact that I´m an airhead doesn´t mean that I am stupid"
"Oh" said Irma "well" and finished Cornelia.
Matt looked at his girlfriend. "Busted" he teased.
And Will just looked at her friend, who was smiling just as she always did. The redhead sighed. "Well, okay, this was my idea. You looked down since that Eric boy left just when you two had starting dating, so…"
"So you came out with a plan to cheer me up", said Hay Lin, the air-hug still maintaining her friends and Matt.
"Basically" answered Taranee to that. "If you are bothered that we did that, then…"
"I think that you are missing the point that I thanked you" said Hay Lin and freed the rest of the group from her elemental grip. "And I will say it again. Thank you; really, I… needed this kind of thing."
"You are welcome" said Will.
The group started to walk the street again. "Oh, and also; Screw Eric!" was Hay Lin´s final statement. Irma looked at the girl with proud eyes and then she put her arm around the Air Guardian like she did before entering the Sports Centre and started to walk alongside her; Will, Matt and Taranee behind the two of them.
"Well, that´s quite the development. Isn´t it Corny? Corny?" Irma looked around but didn´t spot Cornelia. Until she looked back and saw Cornelia trailing behind them.
"Corny! Get faster or we will leave you behind!"
"My poor feet!" was Cornelia´s only response, which was followed for another laugh from her friends.
Unbeknown to them, someone was watching all the conversation. Someone who wasn´t in the streets, but in one of the higher apartments of one of the buildings that were at the side of the road.
It was a man, with a telescoped camera, photographing and recording videos of the group. When he began to gather information, he had thought that Matt Olsen was just a nuisance, but he seemed more sunk into the case than what an initial sight could prove.
He saved the photos and the videos in a laptop at his side; putting them with all the rest of the information gathered in the past weeks. Names, family records, movement routines, school grades, medical history… not only of the girls, but also of their close family and friends. Especial attention went to the Brown family; completely erased from existence in the past year. Apparently, an Interpol investigation had been put in march for the group of the girls; but it was left aside when Miss Brown reappeared.
But the cherry on the top of the cake were the archives of the girls using their powers in the most common of things; like using electric power to turn down the lights of the school, or make the garden flowers grow magically.
"Chist, chist" said the man to himself "too careless of you." He then pull out a phone from his pocket and, adjusting his glasses, used it to make a call.
The ring tone sounded a couple of times before someone picked up. "Yes?'" sounded a male voice in the other side. "Is it you, Raphael?"
"Yes, sir" answered the man. "I have gathered all of the information that you asked for; I´m sending it to you right now. Do you want to me to continue as established or may I lay low for the moment?"
"No, Raphael, you can continue with the final stage of Phase I. I want to record the full capability of those… things´ powers. Use the prototype that I left in the city for it"
"The MK I, sir?"
"Yes that one. Why do you insist in calling it that?"
"I think it sounds good with it"
"…" was the only response of the interlocutor.
"Sir?"
"Whatever… Look, I want you to finish Phase I for when I arrive again in the city this Christmas"
"Understood, sir. When you arrive in Christmas, do you want for me to take you at the airport?"
"It would not be necessary; the other two will ride me to the base"
"Oh, so the complete troupe is going to be at the city at the same time. Well, fair enough, I am a little tired of being alone"
"Ha! THAT one was fun"
"No sir, I mean it. I maybe bought you all Christmas presents. Well, in the case of the good lady and the Doctor, Hanukah presents…"
"I am going to cut the call now, Raphael" and the conversation ended.
"Ñeh, always so serious. It wouldn´t hurt to smile sometimes, sir" said the man while putting the phone again in the pocket. "Or having a friend to talk to." He then looked at the photograph that showed the group of teenagers, all of them happy and laughing in the street. "It seems to work for them" concluded Raphael Sylva; retired soldier, mercenary to the bidder that he decided better; and currently teacher of informatics in the Sheffield Institute.
What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies. Aristotle
Author notes:
And that was the first chapter. Man… So many hugs. And smiles. And Lillian being cute… I actually feel like I am getting diabetes.
Well, that was the intention. That´s why the chapter is called Good and caring people. I wanted to show how the girls had matured after the events of season 2 and how their bond is now stronger than ever.
Will is now a very competent strategist that is capable of putting those qualities to the service of helping a friend. And the others would agree because they see her as a competent and caring leader. Also, she now has a loving boyfriend and her new family seems to be getting more and more functional.
Taranee is more mind calmed than ever, which united with her smartness and new found security, creates a very relievable and courageous person.
And Cornelia, albeit still a fashion obsessive (I hope that you all found the boot joke and her "duel" with Irma funny) she is now a caring and responsible big sister. Her relationship with Caleb, and how good is she going to be for him will be explored in future chapters; when they interact.
In my opinion, Irma and Hay Lin were the ones that get out of the second season less developed than the rest. So I am going to develop them in my own in this fic. Irma is still her sarcastic self, but it is the one that had ended more traumatized from the "elemental mode" thing that went in Z is for Zenith. I will touch this theme in the future.
And Hay Lin has broke up with her boyfriend, Eric Lyndon, who we met in the second season and in the comics (actually he getting out of town happened in the comics, I took the idea from here), and the center of this first chapter was the objective of make her feel better. Because what are friends for? And if you think that she has recovered pretty quickly, do not worry; I am going to deepen in it in the future.
Also, we get a look into Raphael Sylva, the starter villain of this fic; who is just gathering information about the girls until his boss arrives in town. While his boss has his own lieutenants, you could say that Sylva is a mercenary that is playing the role of "boy for everything". Also, if there is any doubt, yes the primal bad guys of the first half of the story are going to be completely human and yes, they are completely aware of the girls' existence and of their powers.
Also, I want to play Sylva as a dangerous and professional mercenary, but that takes his job with a smile on his face and a pretty good demeanor and professional relationship with his employers.
So, next chapter (hope that I update before starting with some things that I have to do and that will keep me away from writing) will be focusing in Meridian; and will be called People in Cages. Why? Well, I am going to focus in the antagonists of the previous seasons for a part of the chapter, and they are in cages. But I will also focus on Elyon, Caleb, some of the members of the former rebellion, Raythor… and some OC that I planned to add. And believe me, them, especially Elyon and Caleb, are going to start this story caged.
Until next chapter then. Have a pleasant day and night.