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Andrew slowly opened his eyes, irritated by the beeping sound that has woken him from the weird dream. Without bothering to look, he reached out to the source of the annoying sound next to him and slammed his hand on it, ending the noise.
'Weird dream and I'm still feeling tired. Yup, I stayed up too long gaming again,' he thought as he grabbed the source of the noise; his phone.
'September 28, 2016; 6:32 A.M.' Andrew read from his phone. Sitting up, the eighth-grader rubbed his eyes.
'Just one more week until Fall Break. Might as well get ready now before mom gets mad.'
Getting off his bed, he walked out of his bedroom, being careful to not trip on any of the toys scattered across the room. 'Why do I even still have these anyways? Aren't I getting a bit too old?' Andrew thought as he left his room, with one simple turn, entered the bathroom that is conveniently next door. He took a look at himself in the mirror over the sink.
Black, short, and usually neat hair that is suffering a bad case of bed hair. Brown eyes. Olive skin color. That's what Andrew saw when he looked at himself through the mirror.
He began his usual morning routine of brushing his teeth, combing his hair, and changing his clothes. Once he finished, Andrew's hair had been neatly groomed and he now wore a black t-shirt underneath a red hoodie, dark-blue jeans, white socks, and grey sneakers.
Andrew headed down the stairs, finding his mother already downstairs getting ready to leave. His mother had dark-brown hair and slightly lighter skin than Andrew's. She has always been pushing him to get good grades, and it's showing from the all A's the eighth-grader would get on his report cards from both this year and last year. However, it did take a toll on Andrew's patience and temper, which caused him to break down at times.
The boy's sisters, Cathy and Ashley, are also already downstairs waiting to leave with the mother. They both had short, black hair that reached their shoulders and slightly darker skin than Andrew's. And yes, they're twins. Andrew and the girls would often fight at times but overall they love each other very much. It tends to show when they play video games together.
Andrew's sisters have their shoes on and are about to leave soon, Andrew's mother first dropping off his sisters at elementary school and then heading off to work as an engineer for a commercial airline company.
As for the boy's father, he is a soldier for the military. He has already left an hour earlier so he wouldn't be late for work.
"Morning, Mom. Morning, girls," the eighth-grader greeted as he reached the end of the staircase.
"Good morning, Andrew," his mother greeted back. "Come on, girls. We're leaving now. Andrew, make sure the door is locked when you leave."
"Got it," Andrew replied as he watched his mom user his sisters out through the door to the garage. He could hear the garage door open and her mom's car startup, driving out of the house. The garage door closed afterward, signifying that Andrew is now alone. He sighed. "Too bad I still have to go to school."
Andrew headed out of the house through the front door, where his bike, colored green, waited in the front yard. The yard is surrounded by white picket fencing and has grass covering most of the area. The outside corners of the yard have numerous different plants that helped to liven up the place.
Despite the month being September, the temperature is still fairly warm due to the tropical climate of Hawaii.
Putting on his helmet, Andrew grabbed his bike by the handlebars and pushed it out through the gate. He hopped on, kicking the bike's stand up before riding away from the house and towards his school. Little did he realize, though, that he's being watched.
A drone, powered by four propeller rotors, is watching the boy from above. A camera has been attached to the bottom of the drone. Its cloaking device is activated, obscuring it from sight from civilian eyes. It seems to have spotted Andrew as a person of interest.
"[Are you sure this is one of the people in the prophecy?]" A robotic voice in a garbled, unknown language asked as he looked at the live feed of the drone.
"[We've been monitoring his brain waves for the last twenty-four hours through the drone]" another voice, much more organic but still speaking in the same language, replied. "[They were tampered with by an outside force. Readings indicate that macros were used to tamper with the waves.]"
"[I see,]" the robotic voice said. "[Follow the boy. We must find the rest of the prophecized.]"
"[Yes sir.]"
The drone followed Andrew, the boy unaware of it following him as he rode his bike over to his school.
Armando Orduno sighed as he put his pencil down, satisfied with the finished homework that he's done at the last second. He is in the school cafeteria, a big room with tables and chairs lining the length of it. The stage is next to the entrance of the hallway that the classroom wings are connected to. The cafeteria itself is buzzing with student activity as many teens socialize and prepare for the beginning of the school day.
Armando is wearing an orange t-shirt, blue jeans, white socks, and black running shoes. Nothing special, since it's just another school day.
As the boy put his homework away into his bag, he is greeted by a friendly voice.
"Hey, Armando."
The boy in question turned around, realizing that the voice came from Andrew. The two may not have adequately met until the beginning of middle school, but they quickly became good friends once they did.
"Oh, hi Andrew," Armando greeted back as Andrew took a seat next to him. "So, what are you doing during Fall Break?"
"Eh, probably not much. Just stay at home and play games, I guess." A typical answer from Andrew. It's a surprise to a lot of people that he managed to keep a skinny frame despite his current lifestyle. "You?"
"I heard that the school is gonna do a campus cleaning event during the break. Figured I might help out with that."
"Seriously, on break? Armando, you need to hang loose now and then. I don't want to see you overworking yourself," Andrew replied.
Armando has always been known in their small group of friends to be the yes man. He would often accept every task that people ask him to do to the point of exhaustion. It bothered his friends, including Andrew.
Armando sighed. "You're right. I just don't have any plans for Fall Break."
"We can always hang out when neither of us is busy," Andrew suggested.
"Sounds good," Armando smiled.
A few minutes of silence occurs between the two friends. Nothing else is on Armando's mind at the moment besides the weird dream that he had last night.
I have to know, Armando thought, turning to Andrew to ask him only to be interrupted.
"Armando, did you have a weird dream last night?" Andrew asked, unintentionally questioning the same thing Armando was thinking of.
"...Yeah, I did," Armando responded, taken back by the question.
"Did it involve this being called a Mythran and how it said that we're in danger?" Andrew questioned again, trying to get more information.
"Yeah it did," Armando replied as the pieces clicked together inside his mind. "Oh my God..."
"So it wasn't just a dream..."
"You had it too?"
"Yeah, it was so weird. Wait, our friends were with us as well."
"We have to tell the others," Armando stated. "We need to know if they had the dream as well."
As the two friends stood up to meet up with the others, the bell ring, signaling the start of the school day.
"Recess?"
"Recess."
Hours passed before recess began. While some students opted to stay inside the building, others went outside to wait for the next period to begin.
Jacob Perez sat on his bag, his back leaning against a wall as he worked on finishing his homework; homework that isn't due until a few days later.
Jacob is wearing a yellow t-shirt, grey shorts, grey sneakers, and white socks. He also has his eyeglasses on.
While Jacob tends to prefer working on his homework as soon as possible, it's not the whole reason why he was working right now.
Why can't I get that stupid dream out of my head? Jacob thought. He was hoping that working on his homework now would help him forget about the weird occurrence last night. It wasn't working. His dream was too vivid for him to just easily put to the side.
"You do realize that assignment isn't due until Thursday, right?" A voice asked Jacob, interrupting his train of thought. He looked up to see the voice belonging to his friend Tynan Tanaka.
Tynan is wearing a blue t-shirt, black shorts, black sneakers, and white socks.
Tynan is known as the jokester of the group, always making quips and jokes with his friends. However, there are times when he ends up offending some of his friends accidentally when he jokes around.
"Shut up, Tynan. At least I'm doing something useful," Jacob replied with some irritation in his voice.
Jacob is the hardest-working of the group, often found working on any assignment he has during his free time, working to finish them as fast and efficiently as possible. However, like Andrew, Jacob has a short temper, but not as short as the former's.
"Besides, you should help your brother out over there," Jacob pointed to another student sitting next to them, visually confused from the notes he's studying.
"This doesn't even make any sense," the student muttered to himself.
"What are you studying for, Aidan?" Tynan asked the student.
Aidan is wearing a black t-shirt, beige shorts that's knee-long, black sneakers, and white socks.
Aidan is oftentimes very anxious, usually self-doubting himself when he makes choices. It's a far cry from his brother's joking personality, but the two still manage to keep a good bond with each other.
"I've got this math test today for period six and these notes the teacher told us to write down makes absolutely no sense at all!"
Tynan sat down next to Aidan. "Here, let me see those notes," He said, starting to help his brother cram for the test
As Aidan gave the notes to his brother, a fourth student, who is also sitting next to the group, said, "Wait, we have a test today?"
"Seriously, Christian? Our teacher gave us the entire week to study!" Aidan replied in disbelief at his classmate.
Christian is wearing a white-collared, short-sleeved shirt, beige khakis, and white sneakers and socks. It was more formal than what the rest of his friends are wearing since he's trying to look cool.
As a matter of fact, Christian always tries to look good in both looks and personality. However, he tends to try too hard and ends up being embarrassed, which he hates. It didn't help that he also tends to forget important things, like the aforementioned math test.
"Well, um...I just..." the boy stuttered, trying to find a good excuse.
"You forgot?" Jacob deadpanned.
"Of course not! I was just...busy..."
"Sure you were," Jacob replied. rolling his eyes at his friend's failed attempt to still look cool.
Christian sighed. "Can you just help me out with this test?"
"Fine. Give me your notes." Jacob gestured for the student to sit down next to him and hand his notes over, setting aside his homework to do later.
Before Jacob began helping Christian, Armando's voice called out to the four boys. All of them turned their heads from the notebooks to see Armando and Andrew walking over to them.
"Hey guys," Armando casually greeted. "What's up?"
"Mostly studying, or cramming in Christian's case, for tests coming up," Jacob answered for Tynan, Aidan, Christian, and himself. Christian scowled at Jacob, feeling a little offended at the statement.
"Look, we can't talk right now, guys," Aidan said to Andrew and Armando as he and the others shifted their focus back to their notes.
"We do have to talk. It's important," Andrew replied with urgency in his voice.
Hesitantly, the boys brought their attention back to Andrew again.
Jacob sighed. "Alright, just what exactly is it?"
"Did you guys have a weird dream last night?"
Normally, Jacob would scoff at such a question and go right back to work. However, this time the question made him freeze in shock.
"So what? We all have weird dreams once in a while," Christian shrugged at the question.
Jacob turned his head towards his friends. While it seems that Aidan is also in shock, Christian and Tynan don't seem to care too much.
Tynan continued, "Yeah, so what's so important about our dreams?"
"Did your dream involve a being called a Mythran?" Andrew questioned, being more specific this time.
Tynan and Christian's bravado faltered, recalling the lucid dream that they had.
"Y-you can't be serious," Aidan stuttered, slowing coming to understand the situation.
"We're serious, Aidan," Armando grimly said otherwise.
Despite what he's hearing, Jacob still denied that this apparent "vision" is true.
"This is all just one big coincidence," Jacob argues out loud with irritation in his voice. "There's no way that some prophecy would choose us, some very normal and young teenagers, to be saviors of whatever!"
"Uh, guys?" Aidan interrupts Jacob's rant, pointing towards another group of students closeby. Judging by their weirded out expressions, it didn't take a genius for Aidan and his friends to realize that they overheard the conversation.
"Oh...um, don't mind us," Christian said, trying to think of a good explanation. "We're just...practicing for acting class. Right guys?"
"Definitely, we're not actually talking about weird stuff or anything," Andrew replied, playing along with Christian's act.
The rest of the group followed suit, trying to deny the fact that their conversation was serious. Soon enough, the other group of students rolled their eyes and turned back to each other, continuing what they were doing earlier.
Armando sighed. "That was close," he said in a lower tone, trying not to attract any more attention. "Jacob, you need to be more careful."
"I get it," Jacob snapped back, albeit in a similarly quiet tone.
A few moments of silence passed before Aidan said, "Hold on, wasn't Lily also in that dream?"
"You're right," Andrew replied. "Where is she?"
"She's in the library studying for her science test. Apparently her teacher wants her class to take the test today instead of at the end of the week," Christian answered. "I doubt that she would want to be bothered right now, especially with the lunch period ending in a few minutes."
"So we'll just meet up with her after school, then," Armando said.
"Can we do it somewhere less...crowded?" Aidan asked, a nervous look on his face. "I don't want to get any more weird looks from other students."
"What about that coffee shop nearby? Barely anyone going to this school goes there anymore ever since the smoothie bar opened up near it."
"Who's going to tell Lily, though?" Andrew asked.
"I'll do it," Christian volunteered. "You guys go ahead after school."
"Sounds like a plan, then," Tynan replied just as the school bell rung, ending the lunch period.
"Ugh, I still don't get why Mr. Jason decided to have that test today," Liliana groaned, mentally exhausted from both studying for the test and taking the said test.
"I guess he really wants to save that experiment for Friday. Then again, he could've given us the test on Thursday," another girl walking with Liliana theorized.
"Well, at least it wasn't too bad. Thanks again for helping me study, Sophia."
The girl, named Sophia, has curly black hair reaching her shoulders and fair skin color. She is wearing a white t-shirt with a cyan hoodie over it, blue jeans, white socks, and white sneakers. She is also wearing a pair of eyeglasses.
"No problem, Lily."
Liliana, often called "Lily" by her friends, is wearing a white jacket over a green t-shirt, blue jeans, and green trainers shoes. Just like Sophia, she is wearing a pair of eyeglasses.
Liliana cares a lot about those close to her, including her family and her friends. It's to a point where she tends to blame herself too much
"Anyways," Sophia continued, "I need to get home now. My parents are trying to install a new TV and I promised that I'd help them."
"Alright. See you later, Sophia!" Liliana waved, with Sophia replying with another wave before splitting up from her.
"Hey Lily," a voice behind her greeted, making the girl jump a bit before turning around, seeing Christian.
"Oh, Christian it's you. You surprised me a bit."
"Sorry. Didn't really mean to," Christian apologized. "I've been looking for you. We need to talk about last night."
Liliana's eyes widened up, realizing almost immediately what her friend was talking about. "Where's everyone else?"
"At the coffee shop nearby. Come on, the others are waiting."
"Right, okay."
As the two friends departed for the coffee shop, the drone following Andrew earlier this morning watched them leave. It has been watching over the school the entire time, spotting Armando, Tynan, Aidan, and Jacob as well in the process.
"[That's the last of the prophecized, sir,]" the organic-sounding voice notified.
"[Good,]" the robotic voice replied. "[Keep watching them. I'm going to rally the invasion force.]"
"[Yes sir.]"
"[The Darkitect will be pleased with this operation. We will have them all killed before they truly realize their role in this matter.]"
More than a year since this has been updated? I really need to dedicate more time to this. I'm so sorry about the long wait. I'd say that my life was in the way if it wasn't true that I was procrastinating on this. Anyways, this has got to be the longest chapter I've written so far as a fanfiction writer and I'm pretty proud of it. I'm gonna try to update this more often.
Also, I decided to ditch the transitions from the last chapter that signified whose POV the story is following. I saw it as unnecessary since the story itself can just signify the POV.
With that out of the way, see you next chapter!