Rainbow Time Dancers: The Legacy Collection

by JordynTaylor13

The legend of the Rainbow Time Dancers has been around before the Great War began, but with the strong use of color added by Roy G. Biv, this legend became a strong symbol of individualism, expressionism, and unity. These were the core aspects of those who opposed the tyranny that started the largest war ever held. One must remember though, legends are just stories lost in time.

1. Rebirth

"In death, it is red that takes our souls away, but one must remember, it is through death that we are reborn and in red that we are given a new life." - Roy G. Biv

Inside a deluxe gated off community in the city of Fabula, which was located in the Kingdom of Vale, there was a gorgeous two story home with a full basement and attic. It had four bathrooms, two of which had a shower, six bedrooms, each with a walk in closet, an industrial size kitchen, a dining room which might as well been called a hall, and a living room the size of a personal theatre.

The grass outside of this prestigious home was always cut to exactly one inch. Not a fraction higher nor a fraction shorter. The siding on the walls were glowing white they had been cleaned and polished so much. Windows were crystal clear, even fooling those who passed by that there wasn't any glass there.

Flower beds hung from each window, inside them dozens of colors roared to life in a mixture of beauty and grace. Near the front porch there were rose bushes, each perfectly trimmed to allow view of the others behind and beside it. Small plastic white columns stood on either side of where the walkway met the concrete on the porch, going up until it touch the roof just overhead. Connecting the columns to the sides of the house was a small fence, just as clean as everything else.

The door knob was clearly handcrafted, such a beautiful item could not have been made by machine. In the center of the door was a large brass door knocker with the letter B written in script on it. While the letter stood for Buds, the owners of the home, many others had far different opinions on what it meant.

Inside, a thirteen year old redhead with hair just above her shoulders neatly patted her bangs flat before pushing them left across her forehead and pinning them up with two hair pins. "Perfect." She stated in a soft voice, buttoning up the white polo shirt she had on before fixing the collar. She had on a black skirt which went down to her knees and a pair of black socks which went to her shins.

She knelt down, hunching her body forward as she grabbed her shoelaces and went to tying her black dress shoes it what was a perfect fashion. She smiled to herself at her flawless knots, standing back up and kneeling down once more to get her other shoe.

Moments later, she came down a flight of steps with a black leather handbag in her grip. Though this bag had a shoulder strap, she prefered to carry it by the hand straps which were also on it leaving the longer one to hang down and sway as she walked.

"Mother!" She called out, stepping off the stairs and turning as she walked into the kitchen. She sighed a little at the sight of no one. Taking a few steps, she gently set her bag on the floor and leaning against a wall. She reached up onto the counter, pulling a spotless metal lunch box to her. On top was a sticky note reading:

Sorry Rosa, got called into work for an emergency early this morning. A man was seriously wounded by a Beowolf. Your father is most likely resting from his night shift at the hospital, try not to wake him. I'm sorry I wasn't able to say good morning, but I made sure to make your favorite lunch. Have a great day, sweetie!

Love, Mother

Rosa couldn't help but gently smile, pulling off the note carefully. She crouched down, setting her lunch box beside her with a small clank. She then reached into her bag, pulling out a notebook. She flipped to a random page and laid the note down before closing it and putting it away.

"Love you too, mother." She said in a hushed tone as she stood up and grabbed her things. She went straight towards the front door, not missing a beat in her steps. When she made it there, she set her things down and grabbed a red sweater off a coat rack. She slipped it on, fixing her white collar out of neck with a smile. "Alright. Now you're ready." She nodded reassuringly to herself.

In a rural area just at the rim of the city limits, there was a small wooden house in need of serious repair. The lawn was unkempt and had several bare spots from improper care. To the right of the house was a small awning, just big enough to hide underneath it during the rain. Under it was a couple old barrels, a rusty orange BMX bicycle, the rims of the wheels turned black, an orange helmet with paint flaking off, a yellow helmet in much nicer conditions, several bright green tennis balls, and a side door which had a broken lock that if didn't have something leaning against it would swing open.

In front of the structure and right next to a dirt road was a medium sized oak tree. Even though it seemed like it was years away from dying or falling over, it stood strong and sturdy and even gave the perfect amount of shade to take a nap under its branches.

There wasn't much to the inside of the home. It was a small two bedroom house with one bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen that also had to function as the dining room with a table in the center. It had hardwood floors with a couple scattered rugs across them to make it softer for barefeet and several box fans all throughout each room to keep the air circulating since there wasn't any air conditioning.

"Uuuggghhh! It's so hot and the sun has barely even risen yet!" A girl with wavy orange hair that was cut into layers and in a ponytail that laid across her right shoulder complained while laying on the floor next to a fan. She rolled over onto her stomach, letting out a heavy huff of air. "And to make it worse today is my second to last day before school starts again! I don't want to go to seventh grade! What am I going to do with my two days left, Goldie?"

Laying in front of the girl, a Golden Retriever with long a beautiful fur was panting away. His tongue was hanging out, saliva forming at his cheeks. When she spoke, he tilted his head a bit. A moment later, he snapped his tongue inside his mouth and laid his head down on the floor, his snout and her nose centimeters from each other.

"Oh, I know what you should do, Jack!" She lowered her voice and reached over, cupping her hands under the dog's face. "You should make it so it's not burning hot in here!"

Jack then sat up, crossing her arms with a smile. "I dunno, buddy. I'm sure mom and dad wouldn't even notice when they came back home, but I don't know what to do."

"Oh please! Oh please! Oh please!" Goldie brought his head up again letting his tongue fall out as he went back to panting. "I know you're smart enough to think of something!" Jack said in her low voice with a smile.

"Okay, okay." She stood up, waving her hands in defense as she glanced around. "I'll think of something then head off the find the others. Since it's Rosa's last day of summer classes..." She said the word with utter disgust, shaking her head a bit. "Who knows why she would WANT to take those, but it's her last day and we're all going to meet up and head to The Treehouse."

"Oh that's so cool!" Her voice was low again as Goldie jumped to his feet, his tail wagging as he spun around. "I wish I had dog friends like that! But all I got is you..."

"Hey!" She pouted and crossed her arms. "You know you love me! I buy you millions of tennis balls! Plus I'm going to make it cooler in here. Just give me a minute..." She trailed off before running off.

Less than twenty minutes later, Jack had a long wooden stick and was mixing a plastic bucket halfway full of ice, water, and a whole lot of salt. She grunted softly as she moved the stick around, making sure the contents inside were well blended.

"I sure wouldn't want to touch what's inside there." She muttered to herself, placing the wooden stick in the sink. She stared at the three holes she had cut in the side of the bucket for a second before she picked up a box fan that was off and laid it across the top with the blades blowing downward. "Hope this works." She glanced back at her dog, flipping the switch and turning the fan on.

Goldie's ears twitched a bit as a rush of cold air shot from the holes in the bucket. He slowly crawled across the floor, his tail wagging as he stopped in front of it. Her perked his head up, shutting his eyes as he let his tongue fall out as the cool breeze blew across his face and flopped his ears.

Jack chuckled with a smile, reaching down and rubbing his head. "You be good, love ya." She winked while pulling her hand away.

Outside, the oranged haired girl stretched her arms. She had on an orange baseball sleeved shirt that was black on the sleeves and collar and a pair of brown baggy cargo pants with multiple pockets. They were two sizes too big for her so she had to wear a brown leather belt which she allowed to be free from the belt loop. The ankles of the pants were also hanging down over the orange and white converse she had on, the bottom edges of them rubbing against the ground.

"Be good, Goldie! I'm heading off to get Lem!" She shouted, throwing on her helmet as she jumped onto her bicycle and took off down the dirt yellow helmet moving back and forth as it hung from her handle bars.

Earlier in the morning, just as the sun lifted up across the horizon, its golden rays fell across the countryside of Fabula. There, a cozy home was brought out of the darkness and into the early morning light. It wasn't awfully big but neither was it small. Its size was perfect, welcoming to all who passed by in fact.

The place was built like a log cabin, large tree trunks stacked up one by one. Though, this place was rather well insulated. It may have looked classic on the outside, but on the inside it had a top notch air conditioning and heating system.

The house had three bedrooms, one of which was used to hold a very large assortment of hunting gear. From all types of guns to bows and arrows to large combat and survival knives, no one dared to attempt to break into this home. With the usual bathroom, living room, and kitchen, it also had a basement underneath which had been converted into a walk in freezer for all sorts of farm raised meats.

To the right was a well for getting water and to the left of the house there was a large red barn, fully loaded with bales of hay, farming tools, and a couple cats who found their way inside but never quite left the place. All around the barn and the house was field after field. Some were fenced off for animals such as cows and horses, and smaller pens for chickens and pigs. Other fields had crops as tall as a man and trees blossoming with apples and other fruits and berries. Here, someone could live alone without ever go to town for food. Well, if they wanted at least.

Just as the sun peered through the cracks of a set of curtains in one of the bedrooms, a large lump underneath a thick, handmade white blanket shifted around with a very soft groan. After a moment of silence, there was a soft sigh. A second later, a young blonde girl popped out from underneath the blanket with a teddy bear in her right hand.

She sat up, her bangs gently falling down across her forehead. With her eyes still shut, she moved her head around with her back length hair moving softly back and forth. She had on a handmade white cotton nightgown with eyelet ruffles on the sleeves and collar.

A split second later, the young blonde was skipping around her bedroom floor in a yellow overall skirt the went down to her knees and a white long sleeve shirt underneath. Her straight hair was now neatly brushed as it bounced around. "It's morning! It's morning! The sun has risen! It's morning! Time to wake up!" She cheered, jumping all around with her bare feet on the wooden floor.

In the blink of an eye, she was standing over her now perfectly made bed and was even tucking in her teddy bear that she was holding onto when she woke up. "Rest well Mr. Snuggles. Thanks for protecting me all night from the monsters." She smiled, leaning over her bed and kissing the bear on the forehead.

She spun around, jumping into a pair of light brown boots that went up to her ankles before she swung open the door and began to skip down the hallway. "Mommy! I'm awake!" She shouted, her shoes tapping underneath.

"I hear, I hear!" Her adoptive mother chuckled from inside the kitchen as she started to get out some plates, bowls, and pans for cooking. The metal hitting each other as she pulled them out. "Dad's cutting up some bacon and getting some sausage freshly ready. Mind getting us eight eggs and enough milk for breakfast, Lem?" She was middle aged with a long light brown ponytail loosely hanging down. She was currently wearing an apron along with a regular shirt and a pair of jean shorts.

"Already on it!" She shouted back as she headed towards the front door. "Pancakes or waffles this morning?" She asked while opening the front door.

"Dad wanted pancakes." She sighed. "Waffles are so much nicer... they don't fall apart with too much syrup..."

"Yeeeeesh!" Lem held her fist near her face. "I can make my famous breakfast taco!" She smiled, holding her hands down at her side. "I'll be back real quick, mommy! Can we have biscuits and gravy with bacon and sausage with the leftovers from today tommorrow morning?"

"Of course! Of course!" Lem's adoptive mother shouted back just as the front door shut.

Inside the barn, Lem had an easy time milking a cow while filling up a bucket as she sat on another which was upside down. "You know, Margaret, you're really sweet letting us do this so much." She stood up, brushing the cows back softly.

"I'm sure you like the open air and bright green grass and no Grimm slaughtering you though." She smiled with a faint laugh. "I guess you don't live such a bad life. Daddy takes real good care of you too."

The cow shook her head a bit while giving her foot a faint stomp. To this, the blonde chuckled more as she bent down and picked up the bucket of milk. "Now I gotta take this to mom so she can boil it and have it cooled in time for breakfast. You be good." She smiled from ear to ear, struggling a bit to carry the bucket out and back into the house.

Minutes later in the chicken's coop, Lem groaned as she held a basket with seven chicken eggs. "Come on, Fluffy." She complained, staring at a female chicken who was refusing to get up and off her egg. "I know that's not a baby! There are no boys here! Give. Me. The. Egg."

She moved her hand forward, going gently underneath the chicken before yelping and jerking her hand away. "FLUFFY!" She shouted, her hand huge and throbbing red from where the domesticated bird had pecked her.

The chicken let out a loud cluck, flapping her wings as feathers flew all around.

This only made Lem groan more before a lightbulb flicked on above her head as she held up a finger. "Oh! I got it!" She blinked, looking up at the light. "Huh." She tapped it. "That light hasn't worked for some time now. Wonder why it just now decided to turn on."

She shook her head, reaching into the basket as she pulled out one of the eggs she had already picked up. "Oh hey, look at that, I got your egg."

Fluffy blinked, her head tilting to the side before it tilted the other way. With a confused and puzzled look, she began to shift around before standing up. She took a few steps away before she turned back around to look where she had been sitting. Her eyes then shot wide as she shook her head, watching as Lem snatched away the egg she had been on.

"Haha! Victory!" The blonde shouted.

Though, that glory didn't last for long. As she started to walk out. Fluffy gave a low cluck as she flailed her wings and dove after her. Lem's eyes went wide as she glanced back. She screeched, holding the handle of the basket while the other was placed over the eggs to keep them steady. "Fluffy's gonna kill me!" She shouted.

Panting as she stepped into her house and walked into the kitchen, she set the basket of eggs down next to the sink. "I... hate... Fluffy..." She muttered between breaths.

Shaking her head, Lem's adoptive mother gently picked up two of the eggs. "How about you go tell dad that I'm preparing the pancakes now. I need that bacon and sausage."

"Okay, mommy!" The young blonde jumped up and down on her feet a bit before spinning and skipping away.

Outside, she pulled open the doors to the basement with a heavy grunt before she slowly started to descend into the chilly underground below. "Daddy..." Lem quietly whispered. "Where are you? Mommy wants her meat?"

She stopped at the bottom of the stairs, glancing in both directions before freezing. She blinked once, her eyes catching the glimpse of a butcher knife coming down on a large chunk of pig, the shadow falling over her.

She blinked once more, suddenly screaming as she ran back up the stairs as fast as she could. "Daddy wasn't done cutting the meat! DADDY WASN'T DONE CUTTING THE MEAT!"

"Oh... boy." Lem's adoptive father sighed, lowering his butcher knife as he reached up and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He was a short but muscular man with black hair in a heavyweight jeans and boots along with a white jacket which he wore when he was butchering. He shook his head, giving a heavy sigh.

In a suburban neighborhood in Fabula, there was a medium sized house with two full bedrooms, a bathroom, kitchen, living room, and dining room sitting on a street corner. It was a fair house, not perfect but decent. The windows only had faint smudging and the siding of the home only had a little bit of dirt staining it. The lawn had somewhat been sloppily mowed but the small flower pots with beautiful blooming roses made one forget all about that. There wasn't much else around it besides a few other houses and maybe a couple trees.

Dragging a black trash can behind her, a young thirteen year old girl with wavy green hair that went down to her back yawned. She had on a pair of loose black jeans and a short sleeve green hoodie, the hood pulled up over her head as her hair fell down across her chest, as well as a pair of black and green tennis shoes.

As she set the trash can on the side of the street, she gave off another yawn, lifting up her arms as she leaned backwards to stretch. "Why does the trash have to come so early..." She sighed, her hood falling off her head as her hair fell back.

"Good morning, Pi!" A familiar voice called out to the young girl.

"Oh!" The green haired girl's eyes perked up a bit as she looked across the street. "Morning, Jenkins." She gave a nod with a kind smile. "Beautiful day, isn't it?"

"Sure is." Across the street, on the porch of his house, an elderly man sat in the shadow of a tree. Everyday as the sun rose, the shadow would move, and old man Jenkins would shift across his front porch following suit so he wouldn't be in direct sunlight. "It would be better with some clouds though."

"Eh, it seems just right to me." Pi shrugged, sticking her hands on her pullover hoodie pockets. "You enjoy the rest of you day though!" She smiled brightly before turning around as she started to head back inside.

"You too, youngster!" He shouted back before he started to faintly cough. Eventually, it died down as he relaxed in his seat with a smile.

Inside the house, once Pi had closed the door, she instinctively took off her shoes and placed them neatly next to a couple other pairs by the door. She reached up, yawning again as she reached up and rubbed her green eyes which showed her lack of sleep.

She took a deep breath, twisting around on her heels as she walked into the kitchen. On the counter, a small rice cooker was making a fresh pot of steamed white rice. Pi glanched at it, tilting her head some before shaking her head. "Not done yet." She muttered as she stepped over towards the stove.

On the left top burner, a pot of miso soup was in the making. The soybean paste and broth were boiling together perfectly. To this, she reached over, turning down the heat just a bit. "Alright, let's see..." She picked up a plate with several different ingredients. "Tofu, green onions, mushrooms, clams, and seaweed." She dropped them inside the pot, letting it cook down.

On the back right burner, there was a much smaller pot with boiling water had several fresh green beans cooking. Pi pulled out a pair of chopsticks, picking up one of the beans. "Yep. Tender enough." She nodded, turning off the heat as she picked up the pot. She brought it over to the sink, draining the beans before quickly rinsing them. She then dumped the beans into a bowl which had sesame seeds, soy sauce, sugar, and a little bit of salt. She quickly tossed them before going back to the stove.

She hovered her hand over a frying pan on the bottom right burner, seeing how hot it was before nodding. "Perfect." She muttered, grabbing a plate which had two salmon fillets on them. She placed them both in the pan, hearing them sizzle as they began to sprinkled on just a faint bit of salt, leaving it be as she stepped to the side again.

She grabbed five medium sized bowls and two small bowls from a cabinet, placing them gently onto the counter as she eyed a teapot sitting on the left bottom burner. She opened another cabinet, pulling out two small cups for tea.

A couple minutes later, after the salmon had finished cooking, Pi put a small scoop of rice into three of the medium sized bowls, as well as miso soup into the other two. Two of the small bowls were used for the green beans and the others were used for the fish which she had cut up into small bite sized pieces. She placed one of each on a tray, leaving out the third rice bowl. Placing a cup on each tray as well, she poured green tea into both, watching as the steamed rolled off them before adding a pair of chopsticks to each.

She shoved pair of chopsticks into the rice bowl, picking it up as she picked up one of the trays and stepped out of the kitchen. "Okasan." She quietly called out, walking towards the living room.

Sitting on the couch and watching a screen with a local news report, an elderly woman sat with her right hand gently holding onto her left arm. "Yes, Pi?" She asked, her voice hushed. She had on a long black robe, her feet covered by soft looking slippers. She had short gray hair that was just slightly messy and uneven.

"Breakfast is done." The young girl smiled, moving a stand with her foot in front of her mother. She set the tray down on it, and while holding the bowl of rice in her left hand, she helped her mother sit up and move forward. "Is otosan awake yet?" She asked while stepping up onto the couch and crossing her legs as she sat down on top of them.

"Not yet, he's still asleep." She reached over, picking up her chopsticks with slow movements that Pi carefully watched. "What is it today?"

"It's um..." She rubbed her nose a bit before pointing with the chopsticks she had. "It's hakumai, miso shiru, yaki... yaki... yakizakana, and goma-ae green beans." She smiled brightly. "Oh and green tea as usual!" She smiled some more, stuffing her face with rice.

Her mother gave a soft chuckle, gently placing her hand over her mouth. "It's ocha, Pi."

"Uh, bless you?" Her eyebrows rose a bit in confusion.

"No, no, no." She shook her head softly. "Green tea. It's called ocha." She smiled, picking up her green beans and placing them in the rice.

"Oh." She blinked a few times before lifting up her bowl of rice and eating some more.

Glancing at her, the elder gave a sigh and shook her head. With her chopsticks she grabbed a few of her beans, placing them in her daughter's bowl. "You need more than just rice."

"What? No, no. That's for you, okasan." Pi pulled her bowl back a little. "You need all the nutrients you can get."

"And so do you." She smiled as she picked up her bowl of rice. "You're growing."

"And you're dy-..." She stopped herself, trailing off as she looked down.

"I'm old, I know, I know." She waved her chopsticks at her. "You don't need to tell me." She balled up some rice, picking it up as she stuck it in her mouth. She eyed the news, seeing how Grimm raids were becoming more and more common. "So what do you and your friends have planned today?"

"Well after I helped otosan eat, I was going to go and sort through the bills we need to pay and have them in order from which due date is closest and-"

"Pi Kelz." Her mother set her bowl and chopsticks down as she slowly crossed her arms. She glared back at her daughter, her eyes narrowed.

"Yeaaah...?" She sighed with a faint smile.

"What are your friends planning?" She asked again.

"Well, we were all going to go meet Rosa after she finishes her classes. Today's her last day of summer school, and we were going to hang out afterwards." She gave a small shrug as she took a bite of food. "But-"

"Go hang out with them." She reached over, picking up her cup of green tea with both hands. "After you help otosan eat, go hang out with them, okay?"

"Are you sure?" Pi asked quietly, lowering her bowl a bit.

"Yes, I'm sure." She nodded, inhaling the fumes from the tea before she took a sip. She shut her eyes, removing the rim of the cup from her lips. "Also, you don't say bless you in our heritage when someone sneezes." Hearing her daughter groan, she chuckled softly while taking another sip of tea.

An hour before the sun had risen, in the middle of the woods, there was a small two story hand built brick house with a chimney. The bottom floor was simple, it had a full bathroom, living room, and kitchen which had a table in it for eating. The upper floor had three small bedrooms, so if you were sleeping in the middle of the night and had a sudden urge to go to the bathroom, you better hope you could make it downstairs.

It was a nice home, the smoke was always rising from the top of the chimney and it was insulated enough to stay cool in the summer. Behind it there was a garden, fenced of with sticks and wires, which had all the vegetables you could imagine. Plus a few berry bushes and an apple tree just to the right of the garden. More importantly though, to the left of the house, about thirty meters away, in a large oak tree, there was a treehouse. But it wasn't any ordinary treehouse, it was The Tree House, home to the world's best six friends. Plus one. Sometimes.

There was a stone path leading up to the door, which was on the left of the house. Once inside, the stairs were straight ahead. To the right was the living room, and behind that the kitchen. The bathroom was snug underneath the stairs, small but perfect for those that lived there.

Up the stairs and to the right was the main bedroom, and on the wall behind there was two smaller but fitting bedrooms. There was also a backwards L shaped hallway from the stairs which turned and went down to the doors of the three bedrooms. It was nice, and perfect for those who wanted to live off the grid.

On the bottom of the stairs at the moment, there was a blue haired girl, one everyone in Fabula knew. Everyone in surrounding cities knew her too. Her name was Sky Bird, and she was the finest soccer star most would ever meet.

She laced up her blue and white sneakers, double knotting them so the wouldn't come undone. Once done, she strapped on a pair of five pound ankle weights to both of her legs before strapping three pound ones to her wrist.

Sky stood up, interlocking her fingers as she raised them above her head and stretched. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten." She let out a huff of air, letting her arms hang limp for a moment, she swung them back and forth before she interlocked her fingers again and leaned to the left and counted. She did this again for her right side, then bending straight down and touching the floor as well as side lunges.

Once she was finished, she zipped up the tight fitting hoodie she had and took a deep breath of air. Along with her hoodie, she had on a pair of athletic shorts that went to the middle of her thighs. She reached up, pulling her ponytail as tight as she could. "Let's get to this." She smiled, opening the door.

Outside, in the darkness of the early morning, she bent down into the starting position for a race. She was smiling as she waited, remaining still as the birds began to chirp in the tree tops. Then, the sun just barely appeared over the horizon, and she took off with a burst of energy. The ground in which her feet were had dirt tossed up, gently falling back to the ground like a cloud of dust. This was what she lived for.

Sky sprinted between the trees, fallen branches and leaves crunching underneath her powerful feet with each step she took. Dust kicked up behind her as did small pebbles. She jumped from one rock to another sometimes, only one foot touching each stone as she launched her way through the woods and up the side of a small hill.

Air came in and out of her lungs are a steady pace, her heart never going out of her control as the darkened area slowly became brighter and brighter with each step she took. Her blue eyes narrowed at a small ditch as her leg muscles flexed from running as did her arm muscles from swinging them back and forth. She took a deeper breath than usual, letting it out slowly as she neared the dip in the land.

Her right foot made contact with the ledge, and all seemed to slow for a moment. Pushing off, the leg muscles tightened as she flew through the air. She landed on her left foot landed on the other side, the leg flexing as it was forced to slow her down. She gave off a soft grunt, her running slowing for only a second before she took off again and up the hill.

It didn't take her long to reach the top, only about fifteen minutes and it was a two and a half mile run if she followed the path she wore down from years of being ran on.

Sky slowed down to a walk, panting as she made it to the top. She moved her hands behind her head, opening up her lungs up better so she could breathe easier. She stepped towards the edge which was a cliff that overlook all of Fabula. She smiled, moving her hands down as she lowered herself onto the edge of the cliff and sat with her feet dangling.

"And now, the best part about it all." She leaned back on her hands, smiling as the rising sun overtook the city. She sat there, watching as the sun lit up the darkened sky, changing from black to blue, then pink and yellow.

She sat there for a while, holding up her thumb once the sun had fully risen. She placed it over a small farm house in the distance. "There's Lem." She moved it closer to the city and over a beaten up house. "And Jack." Her thumb went over a large house inside the city. "Rosa." Her hand went deeper into the heart of Fabula, covering a regular home. "And Pi." She moved her thumb over the middle of the city, covering over an apartment building. "And last but not least, Ami." She chuckled to herself, standing back up.

"From here I can see all of you." She interlocked her fingers, stretching her back out as she looked down her worn down path. "Can't wait to see you guys later." She checked to make sure her ponytail was tight before she took off, heading back home.

Back at the Bird household, Sky stepped inside and took off the weights from her arms and legs. She sniffed the air a bit, smiling. "Making oatmeal, mama?" She asked, dropping the weights onto the ground before turning and heading to the kitchen.

"Some milk and a dash of white sugar for you." A woman with long black hair pointed towards a bowl on the table. "I have your sister's extra brown sugar bowl ready but she doesn't seem to be waking up." She shrugged, making herself her own bowl with just milk. At the moment she was in a pair of blue pajama pants and black slippers along with a very large black pullover hoodie.

"I'll get her up." Sky chuckled, turning around as she walked back through the living room. She paused, looking at a picture of a man with red hair cut short sitting on the fireplace. She sighed, shaking her head as she headed up the stairs.

Inside the second small bedroom, a girl two years younger than Sky laid sprawled out across her bed. Her indigo colored hair was in pigtails, though they were messy from being slept in. with one leg out from under her purple blanket and her arms wrapped around her pillow that her head rested on. She was snoring, perhaps even drooling a bit as Sky slowly opened the door and slid inside.

Sky crept up to the side of the bed, a wicked grin forming on her face as she chuckled. She reached down, grabbing underneath the mattress. "Wake up! Indy!" She shouted, flipping the mattress over as the younger girl went flying.

Indy gave off a scream, shooting to her feet as she stumbled around. "WHAT THE HECK!?" She snapped, glaring at her sister. She was in her clothes from yesterday which were an indigo colored shirt with sleeves that went to the middle of her upper arms and a black skirt the went down to her knees as well as indigo colored stockings. "SKY!" She shouted.

The elder sister simply chuckled, wrapping her arm around her sister's neck. "Come on, Indy. Breakfast is ready." She started to drag her behind.

Kicking and groaning, the younger thrashed around. "I was sleeping!" She hissed.

Sky simply shrugged. "Oh well. Now you're awake. Besides, I want to get our chores done early so I can go hang out with my friends."

"Can I come?" She perked up with a smile, walking with her sister down the stairs.

"Ugh, why?" She groaned back as her shoulders dropped.

"Because your friends are so cool!" She bounced up and down before sitting at her seat at the table.

"Mama, help me out here." Sky looked at her mother with pleading eyes as she sat down.

Looking between her two daughters, she pulled her spoon from her mouth and swallowed her bite of oatmeal. "Okay, okay." She waved her hands in defense. "Indy, let your sister play with her friends in peace. You went with them last time."

As the younger groaned back, the older sister smiled with a faint nod as she picked up her spoon. "Thanks, mama." She went to eating, eyeing her sister. Indy wouldn't just give up, she knew that, but at least her mother had her back.

In the heart of the city, in a cheap and poorly managed apartment complex, on the third floor in room twenty-one, a father and daughter lived. It was a small apartment, only one bedroom with a connecting bathroom and then a small kitchen and a living room. There wasn't a table, there was no need for one. There were no family meals here.

The trash can was usually overflowing with empty cans of beer or wrappers from several kinds of snacks. Besides some sandwich meat, bread, and a couple apples brought home from school, there wasn't really anything of nutritional value inside the fridge.

There was cans of soda as well as beer, double checking was important if you wanted to get the right drink, some milk left in a carton and maybe some juice if lucky. The rest of the food was mainly chips, cookies, pickles, and other cheap snacks that could be bought at half price if considered old at the store.

The floors of the bathroom were in need of a desperate washing, same went for the toilette in there and quite possibly the shower as well. There wasn't any shampoo, only large bottles of body wash which were also used for washing hair. There was also a razor sitting on the sink. A single bladed razor, though, it was clear it hadn't been used in a while from the rust spots on the blade. And while there was toothbrushes and toothpaste, it didn't seem like anyone used them.

The bedroom itself reeked of alcohol. The carpet floor was littered with crumbs as a fan circulated the air in the room. The bed was never made, always a mess of scrunched up pillows and blankets with a drunk and quite possibly half dead man laying in it.

Out in the living room, a couple empty cans of soda cans were scattered around the couch which was several years old and beginning to fall apart. Laying on this couch with television screen still on and playing a movie, a young girl with messy violet hair that went across her left shoulder in a loose ponytail slept. She had the remote on her chest as her right arm wrapped around a bag of half eaten cheesy chips. Her left arm was up and over, hanging across the armrest.

Unlike most of her friends, she was a little bit bigger. It wasn't her fault though. With only junk food and soda to eat and drink while at home most of the time, of course she would be adding on a few more extra pounds. Not like she cared though. She would make jokes about her fat all the time. She wasn't going to let something as simple as that bring her down.

Like right now, she would normally wear a pair of black sweatpants along with a double extra large pullover hoodie that was violet colored and had a couple holes in it from age. The neck opening was slightly hanging off her right shoulder, showing her light violet colored bra strap. Along with that while outside, she'd have a pair of black slip on shoes. She was far too lazy to reach down and tie her shoes together.

Behind her head was a small side table which had a lamp that was shaped like a leg with a skirt on top where the lightbulb was. It was currently on, the young girl forgetting to turn it off just the the screen before she had fallen asleep.

More importantly though, on this side table, there were several letters addressed to Mr. Thist. Each either stating he has an overdue bill or that he owes money to someone. Sometimes there were even police tickets that he was given for being so intoxicated and disturbing the peace.

Surprisingly enough though, one of the letters was written to young Ami Thist, the girl sleeping away and snoring on the couch at the moment. It was from Eritque Arcus Academy, and more importantly, their new headmaster Professor Black. In this letter, the new professor was wishing the best of luck to the new and old students returning to the school for the upcoming year. As well as hoping the receiver of the letter had a wonderful break of relaxation and rest and reminding them that the school year was coming up in just two short days, which means they needed to be ready to get back into routine of working harder than ever.

One more thing about Ami, she doesn't wake up till after noon when she doesn't have school

Hours later, at Arcus Academy, as the final bell rang to signal the end of the school day for those taking summer classes, Rosa walked down the halls with a strong suit of confidence and pride. Her spine was straight and her shoulders were rolled back as she held onto her school bag in her right hand and lunch box in her left as she passed several others.

While she did converse with the other students whose parents had them sent here during their break, she wasn't particularly fond of them. Most were either troublemakers that needed to retake a class or kids from her neighborhood. And those classmates, the ones that lived all high and mighty around her, they weren't exactly as kind as she was to others of different social standings. Actually, they weren't nice at all.

Rose Jolie was the worst of them all. She was all you could ever hate in a rich girl. Snobby, impolite, paying students to do her homework, complaining about every small detail that didn't go her way, this girl was the whole set when it came to being a spoiled brat. To make things even worse, since Rose and Rosa were so similar, everyone always thought the two were friends. The two practically grew up together, their houses were right across from each other, so of course everyone thought that. Though, they couldn't be more wrong.

Rosa could not stand Rose.

Continuing her walk down the hall, the young red head stopped at the front doors and pushed her right shoulder up against it. With her hands full, it was the only was she could open it by herself. She let out a small huff as it clicked, opening up to the bright outside. She stepped out of the path of the door, letting it shut with a loud clank followed by a click as the metal latches locked.

"How was your last day of summer classes, Rosa?" Rose asked, her smile as perky as every. Her luscious pink curly locks bounced around as she stood up from the steps she was sitting on, her posse of girls armed to the teeth with a bitter attitudes standing up behind her. She had on a light pink skirt that was way too short for her and a darker pink button up blouse with matching high heels. Not that a thirteen year old needed heels anyway.

"Straight A's as usual." Rosa replied, biting her tongue as she spoke in a soft tone. "Top of the class as well." She moved her hands in front of her, crossing her fingers between her bag strap and the handle to her lunch box.

"Of course, of course. You always were the smart one. Just like your parents." She waved her finger a bit, showing off a sparkling ring. "I came in third on the top ten charts." She sighed and flipped her hair a bit. "I should have been in-"

"A much lower spot since you paid the person in second to do your homework and help you cheat on test?" Pi walked up up from behind the stairs, her hood up as she hid her hands in her pockets. She couldn't help but faintly smile up at Rosa. "We all know it's true."

"Hmph." Rose crossed her arms, glaring over at the green haired girl. Before she could speak though, the sound of tires dragging across the concrete filled the air.

Rosa sighed some, shaking her head as she shut her eyes. "I should have taken a side door..."

Screeching to a halt in front of the stairs, with her bicycle tires leaving black track marks on the ground, Jack smiled as she pushed up on the rim of her helmet. A pair of arms tightly wrapped around her torso as Lem stood on the spokes on the back wheel. "What I'd miss?" She eyed her friends with a sigh. "Darn it, Pi. I was suppose to get here before you. Am I getting slower on this thing?" She glanced down at her tires. "Maybe they need more air."

"Well if it isn't the cavalry." Rose rolled her eyes. "At least I have better fashion than Thrift Shop over there." She scoffed.

"Fashion in what?" The oranged haired girl smirked, leaning across her handle bars. "In being a slut? Ow!" She grimaced and yelped as a hand struck the back of her head.

"That. Is. A. Bad. Word." Lem huffed, jumping off the bicycle and onto the ground as she dusted off her clothes.

"Maybe if I would have walked faster I would have gotten out without being stopped..." Rosa pinched the bridge of her nose, shaking her head.

Rose's face went as red as a tomato at the comment, her chest puffing out as her eye twitched and shoulders squared. "I never did like you, Jacklyne." She spat out the girl's name as harshly as she could.

She simply rolled her eyes in response, leaning forward a little bit more as her back arched. "That feeling is definitely neutral. Trust me."

She scoffed, flipping her hair as she turned around to face Rosa. "I don't even understand why you hang out with these losers." She shivered in disgust. "I mean Skyler I can partially understand." She gave a small shrug.

Like on cue, said soccer star walked up next to Lem with raised eyebrows. "Huh?" She panted softly, obviously from jogging here. "What about me now?"

"Rose is being a jerk again." Lem whispered quietly up to the blue haired girl who heavily sighed and lowered her head.

"I mean at least you are decent." Rose continued while pointing at Sky. "You excel in classroom grades as well as on the field. You would fit right in with us. Just like Rosa." She gave a shrug. "You're not like that fat lazy wannabe Amelia." A soft giggle stirred up behind her.

"What's your problem with Ami?" Lem gulped, her hands held tightly together in front of her. "She's a really sweet and nice person. She just has a rough life."

"Please." She rolled her eyes. "If you want to see a rough life look at my parents. They climbed their way up to get their fortune. Gosh, you're such a stupid and oblivious girl sometimes. No wonder your parents gave you up." A girl behind her held up a hand as she high fived her.

"Hey!" Pi snapped, reaching over and grabbing the pink haired girl's hand as a soft whine came from the blonde. "That's not funny!"

"Neither would be the fines your parents would have to pay for touching me in such a violent way." Rose smirked, watching as the green haired girl retreated. The group of girls behind her snickering. "How far behind are your parents on those bills of yours. Oh, better question. When was the last time your poor old man was able to stand and get out of-"

"How about you shut the heck up!" Jack finally snapped, her bike clattering to the ground just seconds before her fist struck Rose's nose and sent her back into her entourage.

Blinking slowly, Rosa watched as a small stream of blood started to come from the pink haired girl's face, dripping onto her clothes. "Oh... Jack." She sighed, quickly stepping between the group of girls and her friend. "Come on." She gently pushed her down the stairs, feeling how tense her body was. "Back up and calm down."

As the orange haired girl growled softly like a beast, Lem quickly picked up her bicycle with a gulp and a wince. "Why you little witch!" Rose snapped, cupping her nose with her right hand as she flailed her left around like a weapon. "I'll have your parents charged for this!"

"Not like they are ever home to check their mail." Pi smiled, pulling her hood down as she

stepped over to help Lem hold up the bike.

"I would think she would like to keep her mouth shut." Sky flashed a faint smile as she crossed her arms. "She wouldn't want the whole town knowing she got punched in the face by Thrift Shop, would she?" She added air quotes around the nickname Rose had given Jack.

The pink haired girl deeply growled, glaring at the five girls with as much hatred as she possibly could. "Why you..." She trailed off, snarling.

Jack glared back just as coldly before Sky grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back some. "Come on, let's go." She smiled caringly.

It took a second, but he eventually sighed. She stepped back, reaching up and taking off her helmet. "Yeah, you're right. She's not even worth it."

"Not even worth the money she has either." Pi commented, holding onto the bicycle as Lem let go to take off her helmet, placing it on the handlebars next to the orange one.

"Come on, move." Rosa nudged her friends onward, Jack grabbing a hold of her bike as she walked away with it. The other four of her friends following behind. The redhead glanced back, eyeing the pink haired girl who watched them with deadly and threatening eyes. This was surely going to me one crazy school year.

Walking down the sidewalk, the group of girls turned a corner to see Ami yawning as she stretched her arms and walked towards them. "Hey guys, what's up? Thought we were meeting at the school?" She yawned again. "Oh, sorry I'm late. I slept in again."

"Jack punched Rose in the face." Rosa tried to hide her smile as she walked on.

"Square in the nose." Jack smirked, winking at her friend. "Made it bleed and everything. It was a pretty funny sight. Plus with how her rich self reacted." She chuckled. "Priceless."

Ami blinked once, stopping her walk for a second before she turned around and followed the group. "Daaang it!" She sighed with a chuckled. "Aw, I always miss the best things!"

A while later, after heading back to Sky's small house in the middle of the woods, the group of girls were sitting inside their legendary hangout. The Tree House.

This treehouse was rather simple, though it had many features that made it the place of any child's dream. The oak tree itself was well over a hundred years old and it was tall, strong, thick, and sturdy. It had held up through many storms and was definitely going to hold up through many more. Attached to one branch there was a tire swing, hung from a thick rope and big enough for three people to sit in.

The treehouse itself was at least twenty feet in the air. It was a fifteen by fifteen foot wooden crate that seemed a whole lot bigger on the inside than it was on the outside. It had two windows; one facing north and the other facing south from which one could just barely see the city lights. In the middle on the floor was a hatch that could be pushed upward. Next to it was a rope ladder that had been pulled up to not allow entry from anyone else and also a wooden latch which sealed the hatch in from the inside.

The inner walls were decorated with anything a child could imagine. On the east side wall, there was a pair of red and blue hockey sticks hanging in an x shape over some hooks along with several water guns of the same colors on either side. Hanging above the red water guns was a red flag attached to a pole stuck into the wall. The same went for the blue weapons but with a blue flag instead.

Underneath the window that looked over the city, there was a large dark brown chest with gold trim and a lock that was filled with all sorts of thing. Aside from the missing key to lock it, it held a set of large binoculars, a couple pairs of roller blades, plastic swords, fake nunchucks, a wooden katana, several toy cars of all shapes, small sacks filled with either marbles, chocolate gold coins, or small glass gems, and a couple decks of playing cards.

Above the window there was a small shelf, a real and metal throwing star, that Pi's mother had given to her, with ancient writing in point in different colors resting on it. In the left corner the was a telescope, barely fitting with the size of the chest. This window, along with the other, had a set of wooden barred shutters that folded inward and had a wooden plank that could slide down when they were shut to lock them in place.

The west side wall had a couple shelves which were littered with a disorganized mess of slingshots, packs of a hundred water balloons, a couple action figures and superheroes, books, magazines, and poker chips. On the floor there was three buckets. One was filled with acorns, the second with pine cones, and the third with tennis balls. Leaning up against the wall on the floor was a wooden baseball bat and a metal one along with a tennis racket.

The north side had a small table had been placed in before the roof had been put on since all the openings to the inside of the treehouse was too small for it to fit. On the table was several cups holding either pens, pencils, color pencils, markers, crayons, or rulers. There was also a messy stack of plain white paper and a tape dispenser. On the wall around the window, there were several hand drawn and shaky sketches of maps of places around Fabula. Each was labeled with code words or either items of which the group of six girls found there.

The floorboards were worn smooth after years of pre-plan pacing and with every creak and sound that was given from either a footstep of a shift in weight, The Tree House seemed to remind them that this was the one place that the cruel world could never find them. This place was their safe haven from everything around them.

"Well we haven't gone over that creek yet." Sky sad, sitting on the table as she flipped through a few maps that weren't hanging on the wall. "We could see what's beyond that point?"

"But it rained yesterday." Rosa glanced up, shaking her head as she sat next to the telescope.. "The water will be really high. We would need at least a day to build a bridge. Plus we would have to deal with the ground being extremly wet. And I don't really feel like dealing with that."

"That's a good point." Jack waved her hand, standing next to the table while looking at the maps on the walls. She brought her hand up, biting the knuckle of her right pointer finger. "We could try climbing up the rest of that hill." She pointed at a map marked with Impossible Mountain.

"You mean walk up that whole thing?" Ami groaned softly, leaning ep against the wall with water guns. "It's ALL uphill." She pouted.

"Yeah, so what?" Sky raised and eyebrow.

"I think it would be a cool way to end the summer!" Lem shouted, raising her hand as she bounced up and down. "I'm all in! I just need to be back home before bedtime..."

"If we start now, we should be finished before sundown." Pi spoke up, sitting on the chest as she looked out the window and up at the sun. "We might need to hurry a bit though."

"All in favor?" Rosa glanced around, eyeing Ami.

The violet haired girl sighed, leaning back as she rolled her eyes. "I guess. I have always wanted to know what's at the top."

"Sweet!" Jack grinned, holding up a fist.

Just then, a stick suddenly struck the side off the treehouse. "Can I come up yet, Sky!" Indy groaned, sitting on the grass below. "I'm bored!" She waved her arms around before falling onto her back with a soft grunt.

"Indy..." The elder sister groaned softly, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Hey, listen! I have a super secret mission for you!"

The younger gasped, quickly jumping to her feet with a squeal. "Really?! What is it?!"

Sky smiled. "I need you to hold down the fort. Protect this place from any intruders while we go out real quick, okay?"

"Oh." She blinked slowly, giving a small sigh with a nod, kicking the ground. "Okay..."

"Great." She smiled back at her sister before looking at a wooden sign above the window which said The Tree House in extremely messy letters painted on in white. They had put that sign up years ago, and they were so little they thought treehouse was two words. Sure, they could have fixed that, but the name stuck. And there it shall stay.

Roughly two hours later, after what seemed like an endless walk uphill through the woods, Ami panted heavily with her hands on her knees. Her pants had several stains from dirt on her knees and on her hands as she stumbled a bit. "...why...uphill..." She groaned, shaking her head as sweat dripped down.

"Don't worry, we're almost there." Sky smiled, putting a hand on her shoulder as she gently rubbed it. "I can see the clearing from here." She moved her hand and went to patting her back.

Up in front, Rosa stepped with elegancy despite the rough terrain. "Whoa." Her eyes sparkled as she pushed a branch out of the way and slid past it into a small green opening that overlooked a cliff and several bluffs below that. "It's like you can see the whole world." She stepped closer towards the edge, looking across the distant horizon of land and trees.

"It looks like no one has been up here for years." Jack looked around at the seemingly untouched land. "Maybe even decades..." She trailed off.

"More like centuries..." Pi blinked, kneeling down as she gently ran her hand across the ground. "I don't even think animals have been up here. The dirt is as still as the surface of the untouched moon." She stood back up.

"Does it bother anyone else that our moon is falling apart?" Lem held out her hands with an innocent look in her eyes. "Like, we've never been to space and the moon is falling apart. And the planet we are on is called Remnant. Like remnants of what exactly?"

"Good Gods..." Jack reached up and pinched the bridge of her nose. "You've been reading up on conspiracy theories, haven't you?" She sighed, shaking her head. "You know what, nevermind. Don't answer."

"Need... to catch... breath..." Ami spoke between breaths, sitting down on top of a rock. She leaned back, her eyes shut as her chest rose and fell rapidly. "I don't understand how you play soccer, Sky-YEEP!" She yelped, leaning too far back as she fell over the rock she was sitting on.

"Ami!" Rosa shouted, quickly whipping her head around.

"I'm okay!" The violet haired girl shouted, holding up a hand from behind the rock. She groaned softly. Rubbing the back of her head as she sat up. "Ow, dang that hurt." She shook her head a bit, glancing over to see a small violet stone that was almost crystal like.

"Huh?" She reached over slowly and grabbed it. "What are-" She stopped, the stone glowing as it heated up in her palm. "What?!" Her eyes widened. Suddenly, she was fallen backwards off the rock again. "Agh!" She grunted, moving around.

"Ami!" Rosa shouted before blinking as she looked around. "What...?" SHe blinked some more. "That's some serious deja vu." She shook her head some, before her head snapped away from the horizon and back at Ami who just fell off the rock again. "A...mi..." She blinked slowly, her arms falling down to her sides.

"Ouch! Okay! Stop!" Ami snapped as she hit the ground for the fourth time. She took several deep breaths, shaking her head. She reached up, rubbing it. When she pulled her hand around, she saw a faint bit of red. "Ow..." She stood up slowly, glancing around.

The other five girls were frozen in shock. After a couple seconds, Sky slowly stepped forward. "Are you okay..." She trailed off. She cautiously knelt down next to where Ami had fallen and hit her head. She ran her hand across the ground, finding a blue stone.

She ran her fingers across it before picking it up. She eyed the stone in Ami's hand before bringing the blue one close. "What in the name of..." She trailed off, watching as it began to glow blue. Suddenly, Ami was sitting on the rock again, but this time she was uninjured. "Hey!" Seeing her lean back, Sky caught her with a soft grunt.

Ami blinked slowly, looking around with wide eyes. "What... the heck?"

"Those... stones you guys are holding." Rosa staired before looking around. "Is there more of them? I think they're the cause of whatever was happening."

"I think i found one." Pi knelt down, dusting some debris off a green stone. She glanced around, almost too afraid to touch it. She took a deep breath, slowly reaching out. "Please don't kill me." She murmured while picking it up.

Suddenly, the world around her sped up greatly. Ami and Sky had walked at least three meters in a span of two seconds and Rosa was scratching her head as she walked up next to Pi. Not only that, but Jack had climbed a tree five times her height in the same amount of time, Lem appearing at the bottom of the tree.

With shaky and terrified breathing, the green haired girl dropped the stone as everything went back to normal speed. "What... what the... what?" Her eyes were wide as she quickly fell to her knees to catch her breath.

As Rosa kneeled down next to her, Lem crouched down next to a tree and picked up a yellow stone which was hidden under a few branches. She slowly picked it up with both of her hands, staring at it curiously as she stood. "I found one too." She looked around, blinking slowly as Rosa and Pi stood up extremely slowly. She eyed Sky and Ami, seeing the two walk just as slow towards the other two girls. Up above in the sky, even a bird was flying with its wings and body moving slowly.

"Whoa." Lem shook her head with a soft groan, her world around her regaining normal speed. "Double whoa." She stepped forward, looking up at the top of the tree as Jack popped her head out.

"I found one!" She smiled, holding out an orange colored stone.

"Get down before you fall!" Rosa took a step forward. "We shouldn't be messing around with these things! They seem dangerous!" She called out.

"Pff, I am fine!" The orange haired girl smiled. Her eyes then snapped open wide as a twig broke. She yelped, her body falling as she screamed.

"Jack!" The redhead cried out, sprinting towards her.

Jack shut her eyes tight, her body tensing up. For a moment, it felt like her heart stopped as a chilling numbness fell across her body. The orange stone in her hand began to glow as it became warm. Not even a fraction of a centimeter from the ground, her body stopped. When she opened her eyes, she watched as her body began to go in the opposite direction in which she came. She was... falling upwards. Meanwhile, Rosa ran backwards until she was standing and Jack was back in the tree.

With a pale face, the orange haired girl clung to the tree as she slowly climbed down. "Y-Yeah, okay. Down. I am coming down."

"Okay, everyone needs to calm down for five seconds." Sky held out her hands, taking a few deep breaths as Jack and Lem walked up next to them. "What is going on?"

"I don't think any of us have a clue." Pi gulped, slow grabbing the green stone as she glanced up at Rosa.

"Okay, okay." The redhead shook her hands a bit. "It's obvious these stones are doing something, what, I don't know. But they are doing something." She took a deep breath. "I... I think the violet one loops time. And the blue is like a reset or something." She took a shaky breath. "And from what Pi explained, her's makes time speed up or something."

"I think mine slows time then." Lem licked her lips, gulping as she looking down at the yellow colored stone in her hands.

"Mines probably makes time flow backwards?" Jack raised an eyebrow. "I'm guessing?"

"Hey." Ami pointed over at a flicker of red on the ground. "I think it's another one."

Rosa glanced around, stepping over towards it. She knelt down, her heart beating inside her chest as she reached down and grabbed it. As it began to glow, she stood back up. "Wonder what-" She stopped herself, looking back at her friends who seemed frozen in time. She nodded slowly, shaking her head. "Of course, stopping time. Obvious." She sighed as her friends began to move again.

"Okay, either we are all crazy, or we stumbled onto magic." Ami grinned a bit.

To this, Lem bounced around with a smile. "Like fairy tales!"

"Yes, yes Lem." Rosa nodded, glancing around at her friends.

"Whatever it is, it's definitely stronger than Dust." Sky spoke up in the silence.

"Should we give them to the authorities?" Pi looked around with raised eyebrows.

"And say what?" Jack held out her hands. "Tell them we found six magical stones?"

"Right." She sighed, shaking her head. "That sounds absolutely crazy."

"So what do we do?" Ami eyed around the group.

"Go back home?" Lem's eyebrows rose.

"I guess so?" Rosa shrugged. When the rest of the group shrugged back, she nodded. When they began to walk, the ground underneath them started to tremble. "What?" Her head shot up, her eyes quickly widening as the ground below them shattered. It began to crumble, falling apart at their feet as the six girls began to fall. The bluffs below coming closer and closer until blackness.

Suddenly, Rosa jerked upwards in her bed. She took several deep breaths, moving her hair behind her ear with her hand. "What in Oum's name..." She shook her head, cold sweat dripping off her body. "It must have been a dream-" She stopped herself, her heart skipping a beat as she looked at the red stone sitting on her nightstand.

At Jack's house, the oranged haired girl was back to back with her dog, Goldie, while laying in bed. Underneath her blanket, she spun her orange stone around in her fingers. "What the heck are you?" Her eyes narrowed.

Meanwhile, as Lem collected eggs for the morning breakfast, she kept looking back inside her basket. She bit her lip, gulping as heavily as she could. Along with a few eggs, there was also the yellow stone she had picked up. And she was beyond confused and scared on how she was alive.

While her mother was eating her breakfast soup, Pi sat in the corner of the couch, fiddling with the green stone in her hoodie pocket. She hadn't even touched her bowl of rice. Feeling her mother nudge her, she glanced up. Slowly, she shook her head and looked back down. She had no clue how to even explain.

Sky was sitting on the third step in her home, her elbows resting on her knees as her hands were folded together. Her chin gently rested on her hands as her brows furrowed at the blue stone at her feet. Even though the sun had risen half an hour ago, she knew she wasn't going to make it for her early morning run.

Ami jerked herself awake from snoring. She rolled her head around, sitting up a bit. "Must... must of been a dream." She yawned, sticking her hand into a chip bag. He froze, blinking slowly. She took a deep breath, her eyes widening as she pulled out a violet stone. "Ohhh... dang."

Walking down the sidewalk, Rosa was shakily breathing as she rubbed her arms. As nervous and as terrified as she was, she couldn't even think straight. She didn't know why, but she had stuck the red stone in her pocket as she left her house. It was like it was telling her to.

She shakily exhaled before taking a deep breath. All she needed to do was find her friends and talk this out. They couldn't have actually fallen off that cliff and died, could they?

The redhead nearly screamed as a hand went over her mouth followed by another hand grabbing her wrist and pulling her back into an alley. She jerked away, her body on high alert until she saw her five friends.

Jack slowly let go of Rosa, pulling her hands back as she stepped away. "We need to talk." She muttered, the rest of them nodding behind her.

After a while, the group of girls were sitting down in the alley. Rosa, Jack, and Lem leaning against one side of the wall while Pi, Sky, and Ami sat on the other side.

"This is crazy." Lem muttered, gulping as she hugged her legs. "I know we've gotten into some crazy situations before, but this is absolutely insane." She took a deep breath.

"We all died." Pi whispered, glancing around as her hands gripped her legs extremely tight. "No one... no one could have survived that cliff collapsing."

"But we did somehow." Ami looked over. "And we woke up at home. Plus those stones followed us."

"Don't forget about the super powers part." Sky mumbled, looking at the ground.

Rosa heavily sighed, shaking her head. "Guess we should have made that bridge across that creek in the mud." She opened her mouth to say more, only to stop as she a siren sounded off in town followed by screaming.

She jumped to her feet, gripping the edge of the building as she looked out into the roads. "What is that about?" She raised an eyebrow, seeing people running away. She stepped out, a few of her friends standing up and following before the others did.

"Grimm!" One woman shouted, carrying an infant while holding a toddler's hand.

"Most of the warriors are out defending the borders!" A man not built for battle cried out. "One must have snuck past!" He gritted he teeth, shoving Rosa out of the way as he ran past. "Run for you lives!"

"Holy cow..." Lem trailed off, her eyes widening at the monstrous beast coming down the streets, looking for any unfortunate soul that couldn't get away.

"It's a Sephet Slayer!" A woman screamed at the top of her lungs, crying bloody murder while sprinting down the middle of the street. Behind her, a demonic Grimm with a snake like body and twin tails with yellow stingers slithered down after her. It was the size of three humans tall and had six arms, each with finger with piercing white claws. Its abdomen had several pieces of armor with just enough missing to allow flexibility along with circular patches of armor on its back, each popping with a poisonous red and yellow ooze. Its head was dragonic, fangs lining all of its jaw bone as tentacles sprang from the top of its head, sharp white spikes at the end of each. It gave off a war cry, its red eyes burning like death itself.

The woman running down the street screamed again, one of the beast's tails sliding underneath her legs and knocking her to the ground. As she rolled over, her eyes widened at the sight of two yellow stinger being raised above her.

The six girls were all frozen in place, their bodies trembling in terror at the Grimm created from nightmares. It was as if their feet had been glued to the ground by fear itself. But as the woman before them screamed, something clicked on inside Rosa's head. It was as if a lightning bolt had just shot through her entire body.

The redhead could suddenly feel her racing heart beat inside her head, listening as it began to slow down. Every muscle in her young body flexed, her jaw tightening as her hands balled up into tight fist. The stone in her pocket began to throb in time with her heart, growing warmer with each passing second.

Without even thinking, her hand went straight to her pocket. She grabbed onto the red stone as tight as she could, her knuckles turning white from the grip. She flashed her teeth, her eyes narrowing as the world around her froze in time.

She bolted forward in the stilled world, skidding to a stop in front of the woman. She held up her hand which held the stone, the world around her regaining motion.

The woman heavily gasped at the sudden appearance of the young redhead girl in front of her. She had came out of thin air from her eyes. She then gasped louder, nearly screaming again as one of the snake tails came down.

Rosa grunted, the stinger striking the red stone in her hand. Her feet were pushed back slightly, the ground underneath her cracking from the force of the blow. Though through the impact, her arm remained straight and unfazed.

The stone began to fade away, the stinger not piercing her palm as it did. A sparkling red aura began to grow across her body, starting with her hand and moving downward. It burned away her current clothes, letting them fall off her body in red glowing ashes that faded while replacing them with a new outfit.

A pair of white gloves formed around her hands, a red rim on the end. A soft smile began to form as a red and white sailor outfit appeared across her body as well as a pair of red knee high boots.

She brought us her other hand just as the glove formed, catching the other stinger with another soft grunt. There was a new found strength burning inside of her, and was ready to use it.

Rosa froze time again, letting the Grimm be as she picked up the woman and took her several feet away. As time resumed, the woman looked up at her with frightened eyes, glancing between her and the beast which was now a distance away. "Wh-Who... who are you?" She gulped, looking back at the young girl.

Smiling, the redhead gave a small shrug with a smile. "I-" She stopped herself, blinking slowly. "I have no idea." She softly shook her head, turning around to face the Grimm. She ran forward, jumping up into the air. In her right hand, a wide broadsword burned into existence like her clothing did. It was red and looked as if it was made of solid energy. Her left hand grabbed the bottom of the handle, her hands both twisted to tighten her grip as she cried out, slashing at the monster before her.

Blinking slowly, Jack reached into her pocket and pulled out her orange stone. She grinned, flipping it into the air like a coin. She swung her right arm around, snatching up the stone with a swift motion and brought it towards her chest. "Go, go, Power-"

"Jack!" Lem snapped with narrowed eyes. She crossed her arms and pouted with a heavy huff. "Wrong fandom, you silly."

She chuckled, swiping her nose with her thumb. "I know, I know. I thought it would be cool." Her grin didn't even fade as the fear and terror inside of her began to vanish, the same aura and clothing change happening to her as did Rosa, but this time it was orange.

"Come on, guys!" She sprinted forward. "We might actually be able to save this sorry town and do something worth actual wild for once!" She held her arms out, an orange glowing double bladed axe forming in her grip.

Lem gulped pulling out her yellow stone. She took a deep breath, holding it close with both hands as she shut her eyes. "Please don't give me a close range weapon. That thing is disgusting and I don't want to be near it." She took a deep breath, her yellow sailor outfit, gloves, and boots appearing as did a glowing yellow bow in her left hand. She smiled, pulling back the string as an arrowhead formed. "Thank you!" She shut one eye, slowing down time as she fired. The Sephet Slayer not even able to react fast enough as the arrow drove into its left eye. It howled in pain, thrashing around as time regained normal flow.

"I guess we're warriors now?" Pi raised an eyebrow, her breathing slightly shaky as she pulled the green stone from her hoodie pocket. "Okasan and otosan would have a heart attack on the spot if they knew what I was about to do..." She sighed, shaking her head as her normal clothes burned away with the green aura, the green sailor outfit taking its place.

"I mean, just don't tell them." Sky muttered, pulling out her blue stone. "Not like any of our parents would believe us anyway." She rolled her eyes a bit before staring at the stone. She watched as it vanished, blue aura engulfing her body as her blue and white uniform formed across her body.

"Fair point." The green hair girl faintly smirked, lowering her stance as she held up her hands. In them a green energy traditional katana formed. She shook her head, moving the hair from her face before she ran forward, the tip of her blade scratching across the ground.

She faintly chuckled back, shaking her head as she looked back at Ami. "Come on. Might as well put these magical stones to use." She began to charge ahead, her athletic strength from before combined with her new found strength giving her incredible speed. As she held out her hands, a thick staff with a diamond on top formed in blue. She swung it like a lacrosse stick, a ball of blue energy coming from the diamond and striking the Sephet Slayer in the chest.

"Um... I don't wear skirts..." Ami muttered, her hand slightly raised. "Or gloves. Of boots. Or anything like that." Her arm lowered with a heavy sigh. Her eyes then grew wide as the stone in her pocket began to glow violet and warm up. "Wait! No, no, no!" She shook her hands around.

A couple seconds later, she was growling with her hands balled up in tight fist and her head lowered. Her eye twitched slightly as she looked at the ridiculous outfit she was wearing. "I'm killing that thing so I can get out of this." She mumbled, pulling her left arm up. In it, a large mace made of violet energy appeared as she rested it on her shoulder. "I don't like people seeing my arms and legs." She huffed, walking towards the Grimm at a normal pace.

"You know! I've read about these kinds of Grimm!" Rosa shouted, freezing time. She slashed at its armor plated chest, doing some damage before jumping back as time resumed and the Sephet Slayer lashed its hands where she once was standing. "They normally bury themselves underground!"

"I have heard that too!" Pi narrowed her eyes while gritting her teeth. She held the katana up in front of her, taking a deep breath. Suddenly green blurs bolted across the beast, slashing it all across its body. She suddenly skidded back, her feet causing smoke to form across the ground. "Cool." She smiled, twirling the katana around.

"Did you just send yourself forward in time to attack it rapidly in a short amount of time?" Jack raised an eyebrow, bringing her axe down on one of the tails and cutting it off. "Because if so, that's really cool." She winked, jumping back to dodge the Grimm howling in pain.

"You think that this thing was in the cliff we fell off of, Rosa?" Sky sent several balls of energy towards the Sephet Slayer, causing it to stumble back. "You think that's why it crumbled the way it did?"

"That's my only guess." The redhead replied. "That's the only way i think a Grimm of this size could get past the borders."

"Maybe it was looking for these stones!" Lem shouted, taking a step back as she slowed time. She launched six arrows, each hitting the joints on the several gnarly arms the monster had. Unable to move quick enough, the creature was struck by each of them. She jumped away as it began to move fast again, looking around. "Or maybe it was listening to someone and trying to get the stones for them!"

Up above on the rooftop of a building, a figure stood on the ledge. He had on a pair of black combat boots and black pants. A long black jacket covered his torso and arms, it drapping down to the back of his shins. He had a pair of leather gloves, matching the rest of his color scheme, and a hood that shrouded his face in darkness.

"So you found yourselves new hosts before I had the chance to find you." His voice was low as he growled softly, his white teeth flaring up against the shadows of his body and face. His eyes were narrowed as he watched blurs of color attack a darkened creature. "At least one of you weren't reborn. I won't have to deal with the destruction of time anymore." He flung his jacket as he turned around, stepping off the ledge and walking away.

As Pi skidded back from another attack, her eyes widened as a the tail of the Sephet Slayer wrapped around her. "Oh shoot!" She grimaced, feeling it tighten around. She groaned, thankful for the aura protecting her.

"Pi!" Sky shouted, grinding her teeth. Her eyes narrowed as she darted towards her, resetting time before her friend was trapped. She shoved her out of the way, grunting heavily as the Grimm wrapped around her instead. "Gruah!" She jerked around a bit.

"How about, nope!" Jack took a deep breath, sending the flow of time backwards. This time, as Sky shoved Pi out of the way, the oranged haired girl tackled the blue haired girl. Both of them rolling out of the way just in time. Taking a few deep breaths, she reached over and patted Sky's shoulder. "I got your back." She smiled with a wink.

Swaying from side to side, the Sephet Slayer roared with a pained cry. There were several injuries all across its body. It moved its head around, narrowing its one good eye at the violet haired girl stepping up.

"I got this, guys." Ami faintly smiled, grunting as she swung the hefty mace around. She jumped up, giving off a war cry as she brought it down on top of the beast's head. "Let's! Loop! This! You! Freak!" She shouted, with each word she spoke, the moment in time where she struck the Grimm repeated. After five blows, she let time flow correctly as she jumped down, bringing the mace over her shoulder with a grunt.

"Now's your shot!" Lem shouted, looking back at Rosa.

"Gotcha!" The redhead shouted back. She twirled her broadsword into a reverse grip and jumped up. "See you later!" She screamed, spinning around with her weapon out. The dazed and confused Sephet Slayer swayed, slowly moving its head up to look at the young girl. When it did, its whole body jerked. Rosa softly chuckled, a smile on her face as she landed on the ground.

As she stood up, the head of the Grimm fell off, its body disintegrating immediately afterwards. She turned around, looking back at her friends with a smile. "We just killed a Grimm." She chuckled a bit.

Slowly, out from the buildings, men and women, even children and families, started to emerge. They all seemed extremely confused on what had just happened. More importantly, how six girls conquered a creature of darkness.

"Who... are you?" One man finally asked, holding an infant in his arms.

"I... uh, well..." Jack blinked a few times, her weapon disappearing as did the others. She then eyed her friends.

"We kinda look like a rainbow!" Lem smiled, jumping up and down a bit.

"And we control time." Pi added in.

"I mean, we don't exactly have a name." Sky muttered to the crowed.

Ami rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. "You know, all superheroes have names."

"So you guys are superheroes!" A small boy smiled, jumping up and down. "Oh that's so cool! There is superheroes protecting Fabula now!"

"Wait! Guys!" Rosa's eyes went wide. "I'm going to miss dance practice! We should go!"

"Right, right." Jack nodded, saluting the crowd with two fingers. "Later, y'all." She smiled.

"See ya." Pi smiled a bit, holding up a peace sign.

As the group of girls ran off, a whisper in the crowd began to turn into an uproar of talking. The people began to talk about the mysterious heroes that saved the city and how they could use magic, or something that had to be at least related to magic. But through all the rumors, there was one thing that everyone could agree on. One single thing.

Back at The Tree House, on the table where all the makeshift maps were drawn, there was a newspaper cutting with the heading Rainbow Time Dancers Save The Town. Underneath it, there was a map drawn in colored pencils and crayons, showing the way up and around the mysterious cliff that gave these six girls their extraordinary gifts.