I don't know whether the students here know what is truly happening right now. I have to help run this school to provide what may be the most important safe spot in the entire known universe at this point in time. But there are four facts that I do know:

One, basically the god of the entire universe is going insane and we have no idea how to stop it. It's been slowly deteriorating for who-knows-how-long, but the tipping point is coming soon

Two, everyone is at risk to lose everything they know to the god. Their very own thoughts, memories, intentions, dreams, and even personality? Right on the edge. The exact effects depend on a bunch of stuff like chemical makeup, but the details are unknown.

Three, there are some people. An android, a liar, those dudes are in a relationship, a clone, an immortal, a bunch of magic users... Yeah. It sounds like the plot of a bad kids show, but bear with me/

Four, someone'll die at some point.

Fun prophecy, right?

...

8:13

Jade Mountain Academy

Pyrrhia

Hermes II

...

Rei highly doubted that her younger cousin actually cared about getting an education.

The very minute they had arrived at the spaceport outside of the school, Desmond had sprinted off to look at all of the artifacts lined up by the walls. Rei understood why he was doing so- she had spotted items such as a blue thing marked POLICE BOX and a bright red, side-prong-equipped sword that kinda glowed- but she didn't understand why he had to shout at her about every. Single. Thing.

"Rei! Come here!" he shouted excitedly. "This mirror is showing me something really cool!"

Rei shot a glance at the mirror in question. All she saw was the crowd filling the large hall and her reflection.

"I'm with my whole family in it! And you're there, too... But up here,not down on the ground like you are now..."

Rei rolled her eyes. "Oh, right. Next you're going to be saying this place has a device that lets you see into people's dreams."

"Actually,there's one right there!" Desmond yelled, pointing to another one of the glass cases.. "I'm going to go look at it... Hold on..."

Someone tapped Rei on the shoulder. "Are you Rei from the Malachite Winglet here?" Their voice had subtle undertones of a Scottish accent, and was clearly masculine.

She turned on her heels. A man, perhaps in his early twenties, was comparing Rei's face with a picture of her. He had solid blue eyes (though they had pupils and whites), and his hair was up in a style that was similar to liberty spikes, though the tips sagged a bit. But there was something about him that seemed odd. His appearance seemed to be like a mask, almost as if he was hiding something. And from the way his eyes looked... well, that just added to how nervous he seemed.

"I'm talking to you," he pointed out.

"That's me." Rei didn't want this conversation to become awkward. She just hoped that Desmond wouldn't-

"HEY, WHO'S THAT YOU'RE TALKING TO?"

-interrupt her.

"Name's Tyler," the man said. "Nice swords."

"Thanks," Rei replied. "I'm assuming you're not a teacher here, since you didn't give me your last name."

"Student."

Out of the corner of her eye, Rei observed Desmond rushing over to her. And there was another figure, but she wasn't likely in the same winglet as her. However, she could recognize her facial features, gait, and their species. She was with two humans and a dragon...

"OhyRei! S'rry about the th'ng..."

It was Rhodi, Rei's least favorite TechWing-dragon-from-the-land-of-Pyrrhia in all of existence. (Her least favorite dragon was another story.)

"'Sorry?' I really, really doubt that." Rei did absolutely nothing to hide her hatred for the dragon, who was actually a somewhat likable figure if you didn't have a history with her.

"Hey, y'make a lt'f dumb 'cishuns when y're p'tenshlly 'n MORTAL DANGER," Rhodi snapped. She could get really stubborn if provoked. "'nyway, s I'ws GOWING t'sy, ths're th' thr'y OTHER kids in yer wngl't."

Rhodi flapped one of her prosthetic wings, and the metal of it shined in the sun coming in through the skylights.

"What sort of accent IS that, anyway?" Rei wondered.

Rhodi yelled, "I C'N STILL HE'R YOU!"

"So, I guess we should get going? I have our house number right here." One of the people spoke up. He had navy blue eyes and short dirty orange hair, and was carrying two huge guns on his back but nothing else. Rei could see his sharp canine teeth.

"That is an actual good idea," Rei remarked. "Who's with me and him?"

"I'm a girl, near-total lack of breasts and short hair does not mark one as a boy,s" the person with orange hair pointed out.

"I am," Tyler said. "I mean, I'm with you-"

"You don't look like a girl!" Desmond had somehow managed to appear out of nowhere. Rei was, yet again, reminded of the Gasman of the Maximum Ride series. They even had the same eye color.

"Who are you talking to?" Tyler inquired.

"Both of you," Desmond said.

"I'm leaving." The orange-haired girl started walking out of the spaceport and down the path to the school.

"Great," a girl with a waist-length braid snided. "One person in this winglet has a super annoying gargle-y voice-" she gestured to the girl with the orange hair- "and now we have a Scottish dude. It's going to be so much fun trying to understand everyone!"

"I have a normal voice!" Desmond protested.

"It's not you." She pointed at Tyler. "It's the dude with the black hair."

"There are these things called feelings," Tyler said. "I'd recommend you learn to use them and learn when you've hurt those that belong to another person. Most people can understand my voice just fine, but since you're so uneducated-"

"STOP," Sasha commanded.

"Why should I?"

The argument continued for what seemed to be forever to Rei. She ran after the orange-haired girl (Rei made a mental note to learn her name.)

And opened the grand door.

...

"AUGH!"

Moonwatcher could feel another prophecy coming on. The images of possession, destruction, and brutal violence seemed like too much to handle. She wished it wasn't true, but the amount of visions was increasing at an alarming rate. She wanted it to be OVER.

"Are you fine?" Kinkajou asked, the concern in her voice very genuine. PLEASE don't die on me. I'll cuss a bunch and SCREAM and go all Peril on everyone I meet if that happens but it's probably not going to and Moon are you reading my mind right now-

"I'm NOT!" Moon wanted the images to stop, for this nightmare to end. And then...

She grabbed the ink pot and scroll on her desk and began to write.