December 12, 2008 2:13 PM
Santa Barbra, California: Earth
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▫️Stella

The light flashed, my entire vision went white. I felt a rush of air, then I felt nothing. Suddenly as my vision returned I could only see one color... green. I suddenly hit the green and rolled for a bit in the green. I sat up, rubbing my arm from the fall. I moaned softly as I took a look at my surroundings. Where was I? It looked like Malison, but did not feel like home. The sky was blue, as usual, the grass was green, as usual, and the ground was hard, as usual. I stood up as I studied my surroundings. My eyes caught another figure in the grass, ten feet away. Zavier...

"Oh pitty," Zavier stood up. "You survived the journey." He held his sword in his hand. "Sucks that I'm just gonna have to kill you now." He smirks before starting to run towards me.

I try and reach for my sword, but its not there. Nothing is there. I am in new clothes, with zero armor, and no weapons. He swings at me, I duck and roll to the side. I hope Aron is in better shape then I am currently. My shoulder hits some random log in the field as I roll, stopping my escape plan.

"You can't dodge me forever," Zavier snaps. I watch as he quickly swings his sword, trying to bring it down on me as I lay there on my back.

The only problem with his genius execution is that he underestimated me. I quickly roll to the side and get on my feet. His sword is stuck in a log of wood that was beside me. I grab only his wrist as he struggled to free himself. In one swift movement, I kick his forearm, causing him to let go. Then I quickly push him away before pulling out the sword and jabbing it straight into his stomach.

"Turns out... you underestimate the power I possess." I watch as he falls to his knees with the sword still inside him.

He chocks for air as he looks up at me, falling over onto his side. "Long live... the rebellion." He stummbles with each of his last words he says. "Long live the walls we will bring tumbling to the ground. Long life... love... long live Seven." I hear his breath wheeze, he is dying slowly... perfect.

I turn to leave him die, not caring to bury the body of my enemy. I walk through the fields, the tall grass tickles my legs. I am wearing grey high heel ankle boots. I don't know how I managed to fight in these things, I could barely walk in them now. I am also wearing light jeans with a purple shirt and a golden necklace. I notice around my wrist I have a charm bracelet with three charms on it. The charms all look the same, just little circles with colors inside them, nothing special. My brown hair blew in my face as the wind picked up, I quickly tie it into a ponytail with a piece of grass to keep it out of my face as I search for my brother.

"Aron!!" I yell out into the field. I doubt he can even hear me, even if he is here. But I don't even know if he is here? Did he get teleported with me and Zavier? Or is he still with Seven?

"Aron!" I scream as loudly as I could. The only reply I get is squawking from some random birds. I roll my eyes and continue on. In the distance I see a building, a brick building on a beach. I take off walking as fast as I can towards that building, maybe Aron went there. If not, someone there can help me find my brother, or help me figure out where the crap I am.

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▫️Aron

I open my eyes from the blinding light and look around. Where the freak am I? The first instinct I have is to quickly look around. I am alone. Wherever I am, Seven is not here. But neither is my sister. I blink slowly as I take in my surroundings. I am in a gym. I sports gym. A school gym.

"Stella?" I look around, my voice echoes off of the gym walls. I start walking to the doors when I hear a bell. A school bell. I look at the clock, which reads 2:15 PM. This school must just be getting out. I quickly move into the hallway where there are kids everywhere, all holding backpacks and each other's hands as they exit the school. "Stella!" I yell into the crowd. I get some weird looks, but I don't care. I need to find my sister. I take off running down the hall way in the direction all the people are coming from. "Stella!!" I yell again, this time running. I dart around the corner and I imediatly run into a boy.

He falls to the ground when I hit him, and so do all his books.

"I am SO sorry." I quickly say. Shoot! How could I already hurt someone? Man, I hope he is okay.

"It's fine." He grumbles. "I'm use to it."

"Let me help you." I moved to the ground and start helping him pick up his books and papers into a pile. He doesn't appear to be hurt. Thats good. I take small glances at him as I help him clean up the mess I made.

The boy is a lot shorter then I am, he only reaches about to my shoulder, he is probably the same height as Stella. He has the brightest blond hair I have ever seen and these blue eyes that look like the ocean to me. His skin is pretty pale as well, making him look like he was a doll. I smiled softly when I looked at him, I must of been paying too much attention to him, because his eyes meet mine... making the moment even more awkward. But his eyes... something was up with them. They looked normal. He was Malison.

The boy gave me this look, raising one of his eyebrows. I quickly start talking to avoid explaining why I was staring at him just then. "Wow you have a lot a books," I say. "I bet your super smart, having all these books, you must be a genius."

"Something like that," He mumbles.

"Seriously, if I had this many books." I keep taking as I finish staking his papers. "I wouldn't know what to do with it all. Do you really read all of these?"

"Yeah," He says, emotionless.

"That's amazing! Do you bring them back with you too? That must be insane, but you love it right?" I keep rambling on, trying to keep the conversation going as far away to that weird moment from earlier. "Reading adventures, I don't enjoy reading as much as I do writing, but still, to read this much in one day, amazing."

"Yeah."

"Let me help you carry these out to your bus," I offer. I still felt bad about running into him and I wanted to make it up.

"No I'm fine."

"I insist. It's the least I can do."

"Fine." He rolls his blue eyes at me before walking ahead. I try to talk to him, but he doesn't respond. He must be antisocial or something. I walk onto his bus and put all his books on his seat. "Enjoy your reading." I say as I walked off the stairs of the bus. I glance at him over my shoulder one final time through the bus window as I walk away.

Maybe... just maybe. Yes. He could help me. He could help me and Stella. He is Malison, he must of gotten here somehow, maybe he can help us get home! First though, I need to find my sister.

After an hour of running up and down hallways I am finally on the climb to the third floor when something catches my eyes outside the window. It's my sister!! It is Stella! She is walking out of the field behind the school and heading my way. I quickly run down the stairs as fast as my legs could carry me and outside to her. When she sees me running, she starts running to me as well. I engulf her in a hug when we meet.

"Aron! Are you hurt? Are you alright?" She asks.

"I am fine. You?"

"Fine as well. Don't worry, Zavier isn't going to be bothering us anymore. How did you get here?" She looks up at me. "And where exactly is here?"

"That light thing that took you, there was another, that took me... and Seven. Except I have no clue where Seven is. I haven't seen him since I arrived here," I explain. "But I did meet someone."

Stella gave me a look. "Like a special someone?"

"No!" I shook my head. "A Malison. Everyone here, they don't... well they kinda do look like us, but they aren't Malison. We are on another planet. It all looks so similar, but not--"

"I get it." Stella nods. "Everyone looks slightly off here... but it looks like home." Stella says. "Wait! I read about this place in a book once!! It's... oh no.... Aron... we can't get home!"

"Where are we?"

"Earth." Stella looks at me, her eyes drop, so does my heart. Nobody ever escapes from Earth. Nobody except Seven ever had. "But... back to what you were saying?"

"Oh yeah." I nod. "I meet this boy. He is Malison. He is nice, but very anti-social. I was thinking, if we can get him to trust us he might help us leave and get back home."

"And how exactly were you planning on becoming BFF's with his guy?" Stella crossed her arms and looked at me.

"I was thinking you could flirt with him, get him to like you--"

"Woah Woah Woah there!" Stella interrupts. "Do you see who you are talking to? I am sixteen and have never been on a date in my life. I have never been kissed. And better yet, no guy has ever liked me. Guys like skinny girls, not girls like me."

"But Stella, you are beautiful." I look at her. "And why would you ever want to be skinny? You are curvy, tan, and perfect in every way. I have told you before, Malison guys are dumb. They want an easy catch, and you are more then just a one night stand. Thats why you think nobody likes you."

"All because I have all my crap together? That's why no guys like me?" Stella glares softly. "No. Aron. You don't understand. Everyone likes you as soon as they see you. You are popular, you are handsome, you are everything a Malison boy is suppose to be." She sighs as she turns from me. "I've always been a smart girl. I have always gotten the bed scores on every test, I have always been the show off. I never played dumb or kissed up like all the other girls did, I always worked hard to get my life in order. More or less in order. But either way, I am not the Malison girl any boy wants."

"You just haven't meet the right one Stella." I try and cheer her up, I can tell she is starting to feel bad about herself. "There is a soul mate for everyone out there. You will find him someday my sister. Don't worry, you are definitely not the Malison girl everyone wants. You are the Malison girl everyone needs."

"Really? Who needs me? I literally signed up the war because I have nobody but you," Stella says as she turns to look at me. "Smart girls they don't get married. Smart girls they don't go on dates. Curvy girls have a challenge, mainly when it comes to shopping. Skinny dumb Malison girls get all the boy. While girls like me are left with nothing. Soon enough... you will have moved on too, with a Malison girl."

Aron laughs. "But hey, no girls on Malison have to wear two sports bras like you do when they are kicking butt like you do. Remember, when we took our final to see if we were ready for Zodiac powers, who was the first one to pass?"

"I was," Stella smiles.

"Who scored a perfect score on the planetary exam?"

"I did," Stella blushes softly.

"And who killed Seven's little friend?"

"I did," Stella laughs. "Okay. I see where you are going with this. I am not saying he will fall in love with me, because he probably won't, but I have never gave up in anything. I don't plan on giving up now."

"That's my sister," I smile and ruffle her hair. "Now, get him to like you, then we can take advantage of him and get home."

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December 13, 2008 6:30 PM
Santa Barbra, California: Earth
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▫️Soren

I meet this girl..... she is pretty... Malison Pretty.

I can tell both of them are.

I attended a stupid dance with them, I could not take my eyes off of her. I didn't have the guts to ask her to dance, but I was thinking about it. I was also thinking about something else.

I've been a tough boy. I have never run from a fight. When I was in war, everyone around me was dying but I pressed on and used ever bit of my strength I had left in me to win. On Malison, you don't win anything by being nice. You must fight for what you want, and I don't want to be here on this stupid planet prison. I want to go back to my home. I want to go back to Malison.

I will not give into this girl, I can tell she likes me. But honestly, who doesn't have a crush on me. I am freaking beautiful. My plan is to get these Malison siblings to trust me enough to help me figure out a way to get off of this planet and back home. I will use Aron and Stella to my advantage. The boy would follow his sister anywhere. If I get her to fall in love with me... she will do anything for me. Including sacrificing themselves so I can get back to Malison.

Besides, I have always been a boy that never gives up when he wants something.

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December 14, 2008 8:00 AM
Santa Barbra, California: Earth
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▫️Stella

"So I signed us both up for this school." Aron tells me as we walk from the field we camped out in over to the school early that morning. "I gave us some similar classes with that boy Soren. You have drama with him, so hopefully lots of physical contact."

"Thats disgusting brother," I tease. "Have you ever touched a boy? Those creatures are nasty."

He laugh, "Very funny sister."

I look at the door he walks me to; it was marked as the auditorium. "See you later." I wave him away as he goes to his own class. The room is huge, it had hundreds of seats and a giant beautiful stage. It was filled with many people too. I walk over to a spot in the third row and take a seat, the rest of the class fills in around me.

"Mind if I sit there." A voice that sounds like velvet says behind me. I turned around. It was Soren. I feel my cheeks turn pink. Aron was right, his eyes were very beautiful, and they were an abnormal color of blue. It was a blue that didn't exist anywhere int he universe. Those were the eyes of a Malison.

"Umm." I stammer. "No I don't mind." He took the seat right next to me.

"I love this class." He tells me. "I live for it!"

"Ok class!" A girl teacher came out onto the tiny stage. "Today we are learning about villains as we study for our Pirates of the Caribbean show. Now who can tell me something they know about playing a villain in a previous show."

"All villains have a weakness!" A girl in the back calls out. I huffed, I was going to say that. I probably know more about villains then anyone else in this class, I took a class just to study Seven's life so I would know his every move and be prepared to fight him.

"Why yes." The teacher says. "That can drive the villain to do something."

"Every villain thinks he is the hero." Soren calls out suddenly. The class goes silent as everyone stares at the cute blond boy beside me. "In his own way."

"No." The teacher says. "I'm sorry but that's wrong."

"No it is not." Soren argues. First he was antisocial and didn't talk to me the entire dance and now he is the bad boy questioning the teacher? Is this the same Soren I meet yesterday?

"Tell us why I am wrong." The teacher commands.

"Every villain does have a weakness." Soren explains. "That weakness can make a villain think that he is doing the right thing or the wrong thing for the right reason. A villain will stop at nothing to accomplish his task, in his mind he is doing the right thing. Others cannot see how it is right to him. Like a sociopath, they realize right and wrong applies to others, but they don't see it for themselves. While a psychopath sees no right and wrong." He left the class and myself speechless.

"Let's move on then class." The teacher wrote a tongue twister on the board.

"Ok class, say this in different accents." She told us.

We went around the room; everyone said 'three free frogs think friendly thoughts' in a different accent. Finally I became my turn I performed a perfect British accent, since that's one of the only Earth accents I know. Next was Soren's turn, he busted the sentence out in full French, with the accent and everything. He once again left the class silent. Man, he was amazing. But it's not like I like him or anything, because I don't. I am using him to get me and my brother home. But, if he wanted to get ice cream with me and walk on the beach and kiss in the sunset. I would totally be up for that. Just saying. It's for the mission... I'm not in love with this kid I just meet yesterday.

After two more boring classes with no one to talk to, the bell rang for us to go to lunch. I am excited to see what we were eating. I rush out the door and outside; there was a big sign that marked the lunch line. I grab a tray and go sit at the table my brother told me to sit at. He was already there when I arrive, and with him was Soren.

"Hey Stella," Aron smiles when he sees me. "Mind if Soren sits with us?"

"Not at all," I say with a smile. I sit down and begin to eat my french fries. Aron is eating a burger, and Soren somehow has pasta, even though I did not see that anywhere in the lunch line.

"Hi." A boy came over to us. "Mind if I sit by you and your girlfriend Aron?"

"This is my sister," Aron explains.

"Really?" The boy looks us both over. "You two look nothing alike." Hudson is right, my skin is pale, and Aron's is golden. My hair is brown and his is blond. My eyes are purple and his are golden brown. He is filled with muscles down to his core and I had more curves. We look nothing alike. It a wonder why we are even related, let alone twins.

"Come sit," Aron says. "Guys, this is Hudson. We meet in first hour."

"Pleasure to meet you." Soren rolls his eyes when Hudson sat down.

"So if she is your sister." Hudson tries to put together the pieces. "That means she is available?" He winked at me.

"Sure I guess." Aron says, looking at Soren, who reacted to none of that.

I sigh, this is going to be a long week of flirting with a guy who has no interest in me... and it's only Wednesday!

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My final class of the day was managing for the basketball team, which both Aron, Hudson and Soren were on. I walk into the gym and take a seat on one of the bleachers and take out a math page and start working on it.

"Stella isn't it?" I heard a voice behind me, a voice as smooth as silk. I heard the voice of Soren Sagittarius.

"Hey," I says. I turned around so we were face to face; he wore a basketball jersey with shorts. His arms had small thin muscles. Soren's muscles were like noodles with curves compared to Aron's arms, but still Soren looked like he had the body of a fifteen year old boy who hasn't gone through manhood yet.

"So we need to discuss our teams financial situation." Soren walks with me over to me and opens a door which leads to the team office. We walked in; there was a small desk in the center of the room with papers on it.

"Financial stuff," I say. "Yeah, numbers and money." Man... I am terrible at flirting with guys! What was Aron thinking!? He would of had more luck dresses in a sundress with lipstick then I will ever have!

"Yes," Soren looks at me weird. "That's finance." We were silent for a few awkward moments. "So anyways." He picks up a paper from the desk. "These are the numbers, you need to make sure they are correct."

"Okay." I didn't know what any of these numbers meant.

"And if they are, that means we have enough to sent the team to state." Soren smiles. "So now let's talk about us."

"Us?" I ask. I barely knew the guy. What was he doing? No guys like me. No guys want to talk about me and them together. What is happening?

"Yes, us." He walks closer to me. "If I want to have a date with you this weekend and I need to know about you."

"Ok." I guess that was ok, I didn't know him, he didn't know me. What could go wrong? Besides, he was talking about dating. Dating the fabulous Soren Sagittarius. It's for the mission. My brother would want me to say yes. "I would probably accept a date."

"Where you from?" He asks. He grabs my arm and slides my sleeve up and looked on my arm, like he was searching for something. I pull my arm back as he touches my skin.

"Far away." I say. "You wouldn't know the place, it's not around here." If I told him I was from a different planet, he'd freak! But he is Malison too, but he probably doesn't know I am Malison.

"I think I would know the place." He looks me straight in the eyes; his eyes glow like blue fireflies in his face, lighting up my heart. I don't know what he was doing, but I was feeling feelings for him.

"I don't think you do." I say.

"Try me." He challenges me. "I know a lot of places."

"Umm." I stammer. What do I say? The only place I really knew on earth was Canada, the USA and Australia! "I'm from northern Canada." Fail! My life is ruined! I am never going to ever go on a date with anyone now. I can barely talk to boys!

"That must be why you are so sickly pale. I was wondering why someone here in Southern California looked so white."

"Umm." I stammer. "Because I am a white person?"

"Besides I can't go out with you." Soren snaps. "You have a lot, a lot of beauty to offer, but you also have a lot of ugly."

"Thank you?" I say. I am slightly offended by that comment, but I think punching him right now would ruin Aron's plan.

He gave me a look that kind of said: I'm no longer interested in you. Then he walks out the door. I sat down on the floor and buried myself in myself. I wanted to fade away from this place, even though I had only been here for a day. I had ruined the plan. I couldn't help but let a few tears leak. I ruined Aron's plan and now there is no way we can get home. We will be stuck here forever. I heard the door open. I wipe my face and untuck myself.

"Stella?" Aron's voice echoes in the dark room.

"Aron!" I stand up and run to him. I fall into his arms and he held me tight. "Aron! I ruined everything. I told you he would not like me"

"I'm sure whatever you did is not that bad." He tells me. "What happened?"

"The date!" I pull away from him. "I ruined my maybe date with Soren. He doesn't like me, and he never will. He is just like ever other Malison guy. I told you so."

"I'm sure you didn't ruin it. Come on." Aron takes my hand. "Let's go talk to him."

"Aron, this is a horrible plan. We should change it." He drags me out of the room and into the gym. Soren and the other basketball players were there warming up. Soren still looks fantastic, almost no sweat, the little he had glimmered like sparkles on his forehead like he was covered in diamonds or something perfect like that.

"Soren!" Aron calls out. Soren glances our way and ran over to us.

"Aron." He says with a smile. "Your missing practice."

"Are you and my little sister still going out this weekend? Stella is so excited. But I thought you would ask me first before her." Aron was taking on the roll of protective brother.

"If this the part where you give me the talk?" Soren teases. "I know, I know! I hurt her, you hurt me." Aron looks at me. Well I guess I didn't ruin anything, I was just over reacting. I don't know how Aron did that... he has a way with people.

"She can't wait," Aron says. "Oh and if you do hurt my little sister I will hurt you way more then you wish."

Soren laughs. "I am not going out with her. Let's get back to practice."

"Why not?" He asks.

"She would be the last person I would go out with."

"Hey!" Aron yells. "Don't talk to my sister that way."

"I can talk to her whatever way I want, she is beneath me." Soren put his hands on his hips

"You will talk to my sister with respect. She is the most beautiful, kindest, best person you will ever meet," Aron snaps.

"Ha."

"Why don't you like me?" I demand.

"Yeah Soren!" Aron joined in. "Why don't you like her?"

"She is not pretty enough." Soren snaps.

"I think she is a total three." Hudson dribbles over to us. He tucks he ball under his arm. "On my scale of one to three, cause thats how high I can count."

"Ok." Soren waves his hands, shutting everyone up. "On a scale of one to ten, with one being ugly and ten being pretty. I would give her an eight."

"An eight?" Hudson laughs. "Pretty good. I would say she is pretty enough for your high standards then."

"Fine an 8.5." Soren grumps.

"That's still in the pretty section of your chart." Aron argues. "You're still not proving she is ugly."

"Alrighty!" Soren screams. "A nine. But nothing over a 9.8, because you can always improve."

"Soren I am an idiot and your confusing me." Hudson interrupts. "You said she was ugly but your giving her an almost perfect score on the pretty chart."

"What are you on your pretty chart?" Aron asks. "A 45?"

"No I am a solid ten." Soren snaps. "Because I can only hold that position."

Talk about narcissistic. Man, Soren was a jerk. A pretty jerk, but a jerk all the same. Why do I even want to go out with a guy who acts like that? Oh yeah... Aron is forcing me to.

"Whatever man." Hudson laughs. "You're totally crushing." He ran off dribbling the ball back to the hoop.

"I am not!" Soren argues, running after him.

"I better go." Aron laughs, running after both of them and they all continued to play ball with the team.

I sat down on a bleacher to watch them. I watch Soren and Aron work together with their other teammates; they passed the ball to get it into the hoop. Maybe that's what I needed to do. Luke sent a lot of other people here and they all want to get off this prison as much as I do. If I can unite us all as a team then we can all get back. I play with my charm bracelet on my left wrist. Did Mike and Luke even care that much about us to give us a way back to Malison incase they ever got trapped here? I mean after Seven escape, did they make Earth a greater prison? How did Seven escape Earth to begin with?