Elle
Jemma's eyes widen, and the next thing I know shes pulling her hair and pacing in circles.
"That's impossible!" She says.
"You two know each other?" I ask.
"Yes, we've been roommates for a few years." He answers, before looking back at Jemma. "Everything you've learned so far today is considerably impossible." He says.
"Yeah, but you're supposed to be a normal person! I've lived with you, four, maybe five years? How long have you known about this stuff? Wait, didn't you say 'Prince Noah'? What- what does that mean?" She asks.
"You already know about the Seven, correct?" He asks.
"Yeah, the four queens and the three- princes. You're one of the Seven? Since when?" She asks.
"Ever since even before I knew you. I inherited it from my father. Though usually in order to become one of the Seven, you have to kill one of the queens or princes. No one killed him in a duel before he died of natural causes. I've been a a prince since age eleven." He says.
"So, wait a minute. This guy's a fricking prince?! Like, a prince of thousands of different dimensions? You can create and destroy a whole multiverse, just cuz?" Laye says.
"Yes, I could, but I will not destroy a whole multiverse 'just cuz'." He says.
"Charlotte, how'd you know that he was a prince?" I ask.
"The Seven each have a diamond engraved into their skin. Some choose to have it in between their collarbones or on their cheekbones, where they can flaunt their royalty. Others choose to hide them, putting them on their shoulders, fingers, or in this case, they make it look like jewelry." Charlotte says, and Noah pushes away his light blonde hair, to reveal a diamond pierced into his ear.
"Well, I have a question, why don't you want us in jail? You know that we can transfer through dimensions. And you also know that's a very bad crime. You also know that Charlotte has, and she's become a well known criminal. Why her and not us?" I ask.
"I'm not very big on that rule of not changing dimensions. Your minds think your assigned dimension isn't suitable, I think you should be able to change if you'd like. Especially in Laye's case. The only reason Charlotte is a criminal is that she got caught. The king of Jaylemm was reported to, so he thinks it's his civil duty as a king to bring these emigrants to justice." He answers.
"Than why don't you tell him to back off? Threaten to destroy the world or something?" Laye asks.
"I mustn't interfere with the governments of my dimensions. It's a rule." He says.
"Well clearly you don't care about the other rules, why follow this one?" Laye says.
"Because, it'll disturb the balance. You threaten to take away one's existence, they become fearful. Everyone does. They start to treat  you differently. They run around like chickens with their heads chopped off."
"That's bull crap! Everything you say is pure bull crap. Hey, I have a question. Why are we here? All five of us. Me, Laye, Elle, Serenity, and Charlotte. Why did we come here? We obviously didn't come here on purpose. So how, Prince Noah, are we here? Why? Why not letting us live out the rest of our miserable lives?" Jemma says, eyes starting to water.
"One, there's six of you. And two, because I brought you here." Noah answers, putting his hands into the pockets of his jeans.
"What? Wait, I don't care right now. Why bring us here?" She asks.
Noah, despite the tension in the room, smiles. "Well. I'm going to have to choose my words carefully with this one." He says, sitting down on the desk while letting his legs dangle off.
"Answer. Me. Now." Jemma says.
"The higher government consists of the Seven. Not only is the Seven a system of a government to balance the world out, but it is also a ranking. I am the sixth, since I am not that strong or powerful, but among the first through fifth of the Seven there has become quite the flaw. The ranking system. Everyone wants to be in a higher rank, everyone fighting all the time. That's not how the Seven are supposed to be, supposed to act. The Seven are supposed to be equal in power. But recently some of the Seven have been hiring assassins and murderers to try to strengthen their rank, because as you know whoever kills one of the Seven takes their role and rank. If this keeps going on, the whole world could end up in war." He answers, cracking his knuckles.
"What does this have to do with us?" Charlotte asks.
Noah smiles again, "Well, as I had explained, I'm sixth in ranking. No one really cares that much for my ranking, so I don't have to deal with assassinations. But this whole deal has one; made me very paranoid, and two; made me realize I can't save the world from war on my own." He answers.
"You still didn't answer her question." I say.
"Oh, well, what I'm asking is if you five would each be a member of my court. Each of the Seven has one, and so far I only have one member of mine. So would you be so kind?" He asks.
"Why?" I ask.
"Why?" He asks, sounding baffled, "Because, Ellianna, you are all very powerful people that I need in order to keep peace. Can't you understand that?" He asks.
Laye, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, raises an eyebrow. "The five of us? There's only four of us here right now. You can't ask a life threatening question that involves Serenity without her even being here."
Noah shrugs. "This whole thing is being broadcasted to her right now. Would you like to see her as well? It'll be like on Jemma's dimension where they FaceTime each other with their smartphones, except through air." He says, and before anyone can say anything, something that looked kind of like a window pops up on the wall with Serenity's face in it.
"Absolutely not." She says through the window.
"Oh, but why not?" He asks.
"I'll be murdered. Worse, probably." She says.
"We'll do it!" Laye says, suddenly perky.
"If you join my court, I'll guarantee your safety." He says, ignoring Laye.
"How do I know you aren't bullshitting? All this could just be a prank." She says.
"You want to know if this is just a prank?" He asks.
Slowly, Serenity nods. Noah snaps his fingers, and there in the middle of the room stands Serenity, with flannel pajamas.
Her eyes widen, "I'm dreaming." Charlotte smiles, and pinches her in the arm.
"Ow! Charlotte? Oh my god Charlotte I'm sorry.."
"Okay, we're all here now." Noah says, swinging his legs back and forth. "Make your decision."