Aqasha & Qairah are siblings. They have a lil sis and a lil bro. They also have a mom and a dad. Living in a world where monsters and mystique creatures often interfere with human life; killing, kidnaping and destroying people's heart and souls, human evolving and found a solution. They train people to be heroes and uses spells in order to fight those enemies. These people are called The Warriors. God also help these pathetic humans by giving them powers to those who have been chosen. They are called The Awakened. Back to Aqasha & Qairah, these poor souls tried to be The Warriors. Qairah succeeded but unfortunate for Aqasha. Not enough with that, she almost got killed on her first-ever-date! Turns out, god has chosen her to be one of The Awakened, but her power is not something to be proud of. What could it be? Reading only this will never enough folks!

HOLLOW

It is dark. The sound of my own footsteps comfort me. Knowing that only I in this dark place. Cold breeze accompany me with the stinks of blood which I don't know where it came from. Later, I hear another footsteps. I walk faster to leave it behind, but it seems that the other footsteps also getting faster! I started to panic. I know exactly whom those footsteps belong to. I start to run as I feel the sound of the footsteps are getting louder and louder. That is when he appears right in front of me. His big scary smile with blood dripping from his mouth and the stinks of blood overwhelming me. I gasp because of the shock and stops. He is holding a knife in his right hand. Slowly, he raises his right hand and stabs his neck. I step back, shaking my head a few times and runs away from him. 


I have no idea where to run. It is pitch black and I just run confidently because I'd rather die from stumbling over something I don't know than to be killed by him. 


"You stabbed your neck? Hah! Yeah right! I won't buy that. I know your trick. And this, this is just another damn dream. I just need to wake up. Yes, wake up. Need to wake- " 


I freeze. In front of me now is him. The knife is still stuck in his neck. His shirt is full with blood that the color of his shirt is now red and not white like before. He is still smiling and the smell of dried blood is driving me nuts! 


"Hey..." He said. "Wanna have some fun with me?" 


"Oh, hell no!" After uttering those words, I run as fast as I could. No looking back, no hesitation. Just run for my life. 


He laugh as if it is the end of the world. Not long after, he stops. I smile. Did I escape? Did I finally get away from him? Not even finish thinking and he is already in front of me for the third times! He pulls out the knife from his crushed neck and swing the knife towards me! 


"Nighty night~" He said as he stabs my stomach. 


I see... ceiling. I turn my head to the right. A wall. To the left. A desk. I then realize I am lying on my bed. I sit up and touch my stomach. 


I thought I have overcome the trauma. I look around the room and the bed in front of me is empty. I smile, shakes my head a bit and stands up straight, slaps my face a few times and finally take a deep breath and blow it out slowly and as calm as I can. I walk to the door and opens it. From the entrance of my room, I can hear a sizzling sound and smells a sweet smell of a toast and my big sis's overcooked scramble egg. I chuckle a bit while walking towards her. She senses me and turns around. 


"Morning sleepyhead~". She greets me and hands me a mug of coffee. 


"Mornin' ". I replied short and quickly sips the warm coffee and sit up straight on the dining table like an obedient puppy, waiting for food. 


"Humph. What a big help you do for me". She continues saving her dying scramble egg while mumbling by herself. 


I smile a little. I look at the mug. I slide my thin fingers into the ear of the mug and stare at the coffee inside. It is now approximately two years I have obtained this power. In those two years, a lot happened and that really change the both of us. I drink a little more before I put my other hand under my chin and let my mind fly away from this miserable world.


PROLOUGE