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Luna Windsor — [December 21st, 2028]

She stops, looking side to side before whispering quietly, "I hate to break it to you two, but you two are witches."

Witches. What the heck? I stare at her, in awe. Did she expect me to believe her? Paranormal junk is so outdated. Technological and scientific advances have proven that this kind of crap wasn't real and almost everybody has gotten over it. I thought she was going to threaten my family, not tell me what she thinks is real. Whatever, maybe if I keep asking and acting like I believe her I'll find the source of her insanity.

"You have got to be kidding me," Solis chuckles, "What is this? Some kind of sick birthday present?" Her eyes pierce, staring at Destiny.

Snickering, she replies with a witty comment, "Oh, does it look like I'm messing with you 'Miss Brave?' 'Cause I'm not, not at all."

I watch them like an eagle, slowly sinking into my seat. "How is that possible?" I mumble, barely articulating my words.

"Now, you, on the other hand are the complete opposite of Solis. Get a spine. Speak up," Destiny retorts, "But fine... If you must know, you two are what I call 'embodiments.' You were born with a special set of gifts."

Gawking at her, I reply quietly, "What—"

"I said 'speak up,'" Destiny says with a tone of frustration. Solis looks at me, jerking her head forward, causing her shoulder length hair to bob a little, signaling me to be louder.

Nodding back to Solis, I look back at Destiny, asking louder, but still not as articulate, "What 'special set of gifts' were we born with?"

A basket of wedge cut fries is plopped in front of me and I look up and thank Donna. She gives me another smile before gently putting a vanilla milkshake in front of Lis. Donna speeds away and I peer back at Destiny.

"Well?" I respond, clearer than before.

"You two can control the Sun and Moon. Solis, you control the Sun. Luna, you control the Moon. There's other embodiments who control the planets, but I won't talk about that."

She has got to be kidding me. Magicians don't "levitate" the planets. "Sure, and I can read minds."

"Maybe you can. Along with the ability to raise the Sun or Moon, you also are born with some other gifts. I have the ability to teleport, see the destinies of others, change someone's life, and sometimes, I can manipulate thoughts and actions."

Now she's just lost it. I stare at Solis, mouthing to her, 'What is wrong with her?'

Solis mouths back, 'Who knows?' rolling her eyes, taking a long sip of her milkshake. Destiny catches us and grows enraged.

"Oh, so you don't believe me? When weird things start to happen, you better beg for me to tell you what's happening," she states, getting up after throwing a crumpled up ten dollar and note onto the table. Walking out of the door, Donna waves at her.

"Well, I'm glad that psycho is out of my life. You might've figured it out, but I'm Solis, but just call me Lis," she adds. I smile back, adorning my coat before carefully getting up and picking up the note, heading towards the door. I shove the note into my pocket. "Where are you going? Wait up!" Chasing after me, I turn around to see her smiling, draping on her coat. "Want to hang out?" Lis asks and I respond with a nod. Maybe I can talk to her about what the hell just happened.

Walking out, I pull my phone out of my pocket, quickly typing my password into it. Donna gives me a wave and smile before returning to the customers. Ringing my mom, I tell her, "Hey, Mom! I went to Vinny's Diner after I got done studying. I know it's been an hour. I didn't need to study too much. But, hey, I made a new friend. Can she come over? Ok, thanks, I love you."

"So, I guess you're stuck with me," she laughs, smiling, "Tell me about yourself."

"We don't have to make small talk..." The traffic lights blink and a cold breeze rushes through the air, nipping at my nose. As I pull my scarf farther up to cover the lower-half of my face, Lis looks at me, squinting her eyes at me.

"Luna, I actually want to know more about you. Who do you think I am, a cold hearted she devil? Don't believe all the rumors and gossips you hear,"  Hiding a little grin, I look back down at my phone.

"I don't really know what to say. I mean, I'm an only child. There's also—" A honk interrupts me and I peer over to locate it. Noticing a white Escapade parked across the street, I tap Lis's arm, alerting her. The Escapade's window rolls down and a hand waves energetically. "Well, my mom's here. Let's hurry up and go." Looking side to side, checking for cars, I rush over with Lis following suit. Carefully stepping into the hovering car, I slide over to the left leather seat. Gesturing for her to step in, she mimics me and slips the seatbelt on.

"So, you're Luna's new friend?" my mom asks, clicking on auto-pilot. The car maneuvers onto the street and slowly makes its way down the bumpy road.

"Yeah, I'm Lis," she explains, shifting in her seat. I prop up my arm on the car's windowsill and stare outside. The towering skyscrapers flash by as the car starts to accelerate.

"Well, I'm glad that she's made a friend. When do you need to get home?" Familiar sights zoom by as we near home. Thoughts race around as I think about what happened. Almost everyone thinks paranormal stuff is fake. She had to know that. Why'd she even tell us all of that? More things to talk about with Lis.

"Oh, I don't think my parents will mind too much if I get home a little late..."

"Oh, okay. You can call me Sylvia," my mom replies, her caring chocolate eyes look up at the rear-view window, giving her a faint smile, "Well, we're here."

Turning the car's engine off, she opens the car door. Unlocking the car door and stepping out, I gesture for Lis. Scooching slowly out, she grabs her purse and steps out, causing the car to shift a little. Lis slams the car door loudly. The winter zephyr is a contrast to the warm heat that radiated out of the car. Shivering, I walk towards the house on the paved sidewalk.

A modern white house stands tall on top of a lawn with a thin layer of snow. My mom reaches the door, grabbing her keys out of her jean pocket. Lis and I speed up, reaching the door. The keys jingle and the locks click. Stepping inside, I remove my shoes, leave my socks on, hang my coat on a hook, and rush up the carpeted staircases.

Doing the same thing, Lis comes up the stairs too. Grabbing the golden knob, I turn it and push inwards. Placing my backpack down, I pace to my wooden desk I've had since I was eleven to turn on my lamp. Sprawling myself on my bed, I let out a long sigh before propping myself back up. Lis joins me on the bed, sitting awkwardly with her hands in her lap.

"So, that happened," Lis chuckles.

"Yeah, I mean, paranormal stuff has been proven fake by scientists... but I don't know. I have this lurking feeling."

"Luna, there's nothing backing up what Destiny said."

"I don't know... But, what if it was true? I mean, why would she be so cryptic?" A thought pops up in my mind as I connect two dots, wait, no. "I had this thing in class. I don't know what it was. I heard someone in a dream."

"Wait, what? Why didn't you mention this before?" Lis blurts, smacking my arm.

"I forgot, okay? If she isn't lying about that, she isn't lying about the other thing," I affirm, scrambling around in my pocket. Please, please, have something to help me out. Pulling out the note, I read the neat handwriting outloud, "If you're reading this, I guess it means you realized you screwed up bad. Well, luckily for you guys, I'll give you one last chance, but after this, you guys can't screw up. Call this number (605) 475-6968."

Frantically, I pull out my phone, dialing quickly. It rings for a while before I click the speaker phone and a voice projects from the phone, breaking the silence.

"I thought you'd call earlier than this, but whatever. Are you ready to beg for my forgiveness?"

Looking over at Lis, she nods her head, scrunching her face, saying, "Get more information."

"Fine. Just tell us more," I state carelessly and quickly, desperate for more information.