100 Trials in Alternate Universes
Trial 1: From human 2 MIGHTY PROTECTER OF ALL UNIVERSES? WHAT?
Prologue
It all started at a funeral, my grandparents, to be exact. And a meeting with 3 people I haven't seen since I left for college.
Tears streamed down my chalk white face. Hearing how my favorite family members just up and died tore my already broken heart even more. Especially after the way I heard.
FLASHBACK
A 17 year old girl sat on the edge of a couch, her porcelain white skin glowing with heath. She was tall as some of the senior boys at 5'10 She was dressed in white tank top with an orange flower on the bottom, an orange cover on top with a black heart on it. A black set of jeans hid smooth, pale legs. Black high heels with a white butterfly on each strap covered her feet. Black hair flowed around here in thick curls. Silver eyes stared at a Bloody Mary in her hand. Her best friend sat next to her, with a disapproving stare.
"What I don't understand, is how, even though you're only 17, how on earth can drink 75 strong alcoholic beverages, in a row, and STILL not get drunk, Arrow."
"If you don't like it, you shouldn't sneak 'em too me, Lunara. Besides, you can drink 72 strong alcoholic beverages, in a row, and not get drunk, and your only 21." I replied.
"That's different Arrow Kasai Ryuu, and you know it, I'm allowed to have alcohol, you aren't."
"You're just mad 'cause I can drink more than you, Lunara Eclipse Kaminari. And I still cannot believe we changed our names to that."
The only reply was a 'hmmpf'. I looked over at my best friend in the universe. Her curly, golden hair sparkled, reaching mid-thigh, which is pretty long since she was 5'8. Her amber pools were flecked with brown. She was wearing a black tank-top and a gold jacket. Her black miniskirt gave all of the college boys a too sweet view. (I tried to tell her NOT to get it, BUT NO she just had to get it.) A set of gold sandals were on her feet.
The sound of a cell phone ringing caught my attention. My silver Blackberry Curve on my bedside table in our small dorm room was the center of the noise. I made a lunge for it at the same time as Lunara. But my smaller size (and the fact that I actually qualified for track team) helped my get there first.
"Yello?" No reply. "Yello?" No reply. "YELLO?"
"Your grandparents are dead."
END FLASHBACK
Then they just hung up after that. I don't even know who called (don't believe in caller IDs). All I remember is crying on Lunara's shoulder, her crying with my when I managed to tell her (they became really close when I introduced them during spring break), and during my graduation thinking 'they would have been so proud to know I'm the youngest person to graduate from Harvard with a law degree'. The rest is just a blur. Fragments of boarding a plane to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with Lunara; meeting my family again; and confirming my worst fear: my beloved grandparents no longer resided in this world.