** POV Clovis **
I burst through the wind; my breathing ragged not from exhaustion but from the fear of what awaits me when I arrive at my destination. My heart trembled, angered, grieving and sorrowful as I knew what I would see when I got there, but I did not have the strength to accept it.
As I got closer to home, the reality grew ever more so realistic, and the moment I arrived there, It hit me like a truck. I knew this day would come, but I never anticipated it getting here so quick as I had continuously told myself that it would not happen so soon.
They were gone!
There was no trace of them ever being here, other than the houses and other crafted items around. Even the barrier hiding us from the outside world had gone down.
I took off the mask ever so slowly, my hands trembling with grief and sorrow. I thought to myself, 'just why?!!'. Why did they have to leave me all alone in this world? Why did they have to go so soon? Why did they not let me know prior?
But I knew it was hopeless to ask myself these questions. They had lived for over a millennium, and keeping themselves alive with their limited amounts of aether was not something they could do forever, as even the fact that they lived this long was already defying on its own.
Whishmae came out of my inner dimension as she slowly went from her owl-like form into her full-fledged white phoenix appearance towering over me. Naet arrived just a moment after, her head downcast and her look dejected.
Four other beasts appeared, the contracted companions of my masters. They cast their looks to the grounds as if to pay their respects before they took off, vanishing out of sight.
I laid there kneeling with a feeling of loneliness, a teardrop making its way out of my eye, slowly gliding down my cheeks, then to my chin before it dropped slowly, falling to the ground. As it hit the ground, everything around me slowly vanished as five cubes came out of the floor in front of me.
I looked at them with a solemn look, knowing who they belonged to as it was not my first time encountering them.
They belonged to my parents.
The cubes were storage spaces for items and also the highest grades of their kind. Everything that my parents treasured and created was kept in them, and only them alone could access their cubes, causing me to be at a loss as to why they were still here.
I slowly brought them up to eye level as curiosity got the better of me; then I realized that my parents had transferred ownership to me as I could now see their contents.
"My old folks sure are sly, huh." I chuckled as I said that they would not want me to cry for extended periods of time, knowing the people they are.
A thought came across my mind realizing the timing of this was all too perfect to be coincidental, their disappearance, the ruin and then me turning 16 right before a college admission.
By now, everything else had turned to ashes and faded away, leaving only myself, Whishmae and the cubes, so I called out to my soul bond.
"Whishmae!"
"Yes, Clovis?"
"Let us see what the outside world has to offer, don't you think?"
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Saying this with an excited voice, she went into her original form, towering over me and tilted her head for me to climb on her back, to which I obliged and hopped on, and she took to the skies headed for the city.
POV Chell
I laid in my room, my mind in disarray from the events that happened yesterday, as multiple questions kept going into my mind.
"Who exactly was that boy? How did he become that powerful? What did he mean when he said he would see us all soon?"
Unfortunately, I had no one to answer my questions as I could only hope I can meet him again and ask him myself... but who's to say he will even answer me and say he does? Will it be the truth?
"Ahhhh..." I screamed out in frustration.
'All I have is a name that I can't even say. The only thing I can do now is to train and hopefully get stronger... maybe someday I'll be able to surpass that level of strength.'
My room door got swung wide open the next second as my father and mother rushed into the room asking, "What happened Chell, we heard you screaming."
"I'm fine, dad. I was a little frustrated trying to figure out a spell, but it's ok now." I said as he visibly calmed down from his panic.
"Ah, so you were practicing! Then keep at it, my dear. Let us know if you need anything, Chell." My mother said, dragging my father out of the room before closing the door behind her.
I sighed as they left as the thought resurfaced once again in my mind.
'Who in the world are you?'