Chapter 1:
*No One's POV*
Tanitha leaves her home with food in her hands. A beautiful dark green rosary sits on top of her head as usual as her bare, soft gray feet walks along the way towards a familiar household.
Her big, emerald eyes look to see the all too familiar fighting of the Mun siblings. A sigh of annoyance escapes her pale gray lips.
"Not this again," she mumbles to herself.
Mantis, her best friend ever since she can remember, finally makes her appearance, escaping from the abuse and torture. The moment when her complete black eyes see the familiar sight of the blueish gray haired Tanitha, tears begin to build in them as she runs to her welcoming arm. The two best friends/sisters hug each other broth physical and emotional support.
"Why do family have to be cruel?" Mantis asked Tanith tearfully looking at her scared.
"We may never know the answer," Tanitha answers sadly, her heart breaks at the sight of her best friend. "Come now," she says softly, turning towards the location of their school. "Once our education finishes within the two and a half years, you and I will find a realm to call home."
Mantis smiles softly, nodding her head. Tanitha smiles back at their hope of escaping this life.
She offers her sister the food which he knew that she's going to need since Mantis hardly eats at home.
Both of them have very similar styles in terms of fashion and many others. Tanitha wears the same black and green outfit as Mantis, but the top is in a dress form, similar to a Chinese dress and with black pants underneath and of course barefoot.
A red rose bloomed by Tanitha from the ground. She smiles, kneeling down to take it, immune to the thorns. It gets gently place one side of Mantis's head.
Mantis gaps happily when she feels the flower. A huge smile appears on her face, making Tanitha really happy.
Hopefully today will be a good day.
The God of Mischief and the God of Thunder are walking towards their new high school. Loki has mixed emotions about this.
"I can't believe that Father send us here," Loki growls under his breath.
"At least, we will not worry about them," Thor grins, referring about the gods from their previous school in Asgard.
"True," he sighs sadly.
"Brother," Thor speaks up, getting front of him, making him stop. "I know you don't like changes ever since we found out about your adoption," Loki glares at him, "but I promised Mother before she passed that I will protect you."
"Yes I know," he sighs. "But why did it transfer us to this realm?"
"There's only one schooling education in each realm except for Midgard, but we couldn't continue on with our education there so this is what the principal recommended for us."
"But why again?"
"Because this realm accepts all realms like us," Thor sighs before smiling again. "Maybe this one can help us gratefully."
"I suppose so."