Reagan- I stare hard at the wintry white mountains that lie ahead. Clay and Kaleb stand on either side of me. Perry is next to Clay and Damon next to Kaleb… It's been almost two years since I discovered that I'm the un-aged witch child. I found out that I will be the destroyer of either the human world, or the night world. My name is Reagan West. I'm seventeen years old and I'm constantly guarded by three beings of the Night World, and a human.
Damon is an aristocratic vampire with midnight black hair. It's not black like cat fur or a raven's feathers. Damon's hair is a shade of black that it seems if you tried, you could fall into its depths and never surface… Damon has scary bright blue eyes that shift color with his mood; usually he keeps his composure and is very flirty. There are times though, when Damon loses his composure, and is a beast in human form…
Clay is a tall muscular sand blond haired boy. Clay is the model citizen, and I think of him as the older brother type in our group. He certainly is the most serious of the five of us. Clay is a shape shifter, meaning he can transform himself into a certain animal. Clay was lucky enough to be born with the ability to transform himself into a fearsome lion. IT comes in handy at times, when we come across rouge night worlders…
Perry is what you call a werewolf. He is really tall and very muscular and thought of as an all American boy. He has yellow fluffy hair and brown eyes. Though Perry can be possessive and is obsessive. The object of his possessiveness and obsessions, well of course is me. Odds are, he's not working on all four cylinders. Though Perry is seemingly lovable and a jokester. He tries to keep his un-healthy habits hidden, and has taught me survival skills that most likely will end up mandatory. Yes, that includes being able to pee standing up. For all you sissys in the back saying "eww", let me say this. When you really have to pee and it's dark out, you don't want to risk sitting down in poison ivy. That was not a fun experience for the five of us…
Finally Kaleb… Kaleb Farley is the reason I'm an orphan. The former leader of my old town's gang burned my home and parents to the ground in a revenge attempt at me. It obviously didn't work out to well, considering I'm still alive. I was saved from the flames by Damon. When I met up with Kaleb again, I had full intentions to kill him. Then I decided against it... Kaleb has pitch black hair and blue eyes like Damon. Except Kaleb has a tan to him, and Damon is snow white… Kaleb and I have put aside the pain he caused me, and have moved on with our lives… Now the five of us travel together, waiting for my eighteenth birthday and for me to commit mass genocide…
Clay- Reagan hangs back; I keep a steady eye on her. She's bundled up in all white, which is kind of stupid considering that were hiking through snow… She insisted, and by insisted I mean pitched a fit from here to Belgium on how if she was going to be hiking through the barren winter mountains that she was going to look fashionable as she wanted. I smile at that memory. "What are you laughing at, Clay"? She asks, obviously bemused. Behind her white sunglasses, her green orbs hold an icy stare. I'm laughing at the fact you pitched a fit because you wanted to be snow princess. That's all. She folds her arms over her chest. Then a devious smile plays out on her lips.
I had a perfectly good reason to fear for my life. I mean, Reagan is single handedly the most powerful being on the planet, and she's wearing THAT smile. I was under the impression, that she wasn't able to use her powers until she turned eighteen. I was wrong baby wrong. She began developing them when she turned sixteen years old, when we all met her, and she learned of her real identity. Ever since then, she experiments with her powers. She trains and looks for opportunities to use them, like now for example. She closes her eyes and cups her hands. The rest of the group takes a major step back. For one, Kaleb, Damn, Perry and I have mostly learned that Reagan has a short temper and will not hold back her revenge. A chilly blue orb begins to form in her hands and I gulp.
WHAT IS THIS 'CHILLY BLUE ORB'? Will Clay be forgiven? Why are they in the mountain? Find out in the next chapter of I'VE GOT THE WHOLE WORLD'S FATE, IN MY HANDS!