Phoebe Brice was walking back home to her apartment after buying a few groceries from the supermarket.
Phoebe Brice was 19 years old. Long pink hair, which is her natural hair color due to a condition in her family.
She lives with her mother, Pheelon Brice.
Phoebe doesn't work yet. She's been writing a novel for about 4 months. Her mother works for the two of them as a real estate agent for Bemilcon, a real estate agency that sold houses in 8 different towns and 3 cities.
Phoebe Brice was a very smart girl.
When she was in school, she always got straight A's and got many scholarships.
She plans to go to college if her career as an author never takes off.
Phoebe was good at a lot of things.
Cooking, cleaning, knitting, drawing, painting, and more.
Phoebe had one weakness though.
"Hey there Phoebe!"
Phoebe froze and looked behind her.
"Z-Zane!?" Phoebe said blushing.
Phoebe has had a never-ending crush on Zane Malite ever since they were 8 years old.
Zane was the most oblivious person in the world though. Phoebe knew this to some degree, but she was always afraid of telling him.
Zane walked up to her and looked at the groceries. She had 6 bags wrapped around her arms.
"Here! Let me give you a hand!" Zane said.
Zane grabbed one of the bags from Phoebe's hand. This led to his hand touching hers for a couple of seconds.
Phoebe instantly turned as red as a tomato.
"HE TOUCHED MY HAND!" She thought to herself.
"You look red, Phoebe! You sick?" Zane put his hand on her forehead.
Phoebe's heart was beating extremely fast.
"No! I-I'm just kinda hot right n-now!" Phoebe smiled slightly to try and show that she was fine.
"Hmmm.... oh, okay then!" Zane smiled and grabbed two more sacks.
Phoebe sighed after Zane got them.
"You're heading back to your apartment, right?" Zane asked.
"Yes!" Phoebe said.
Zane and Phoebe began walking towards her place.
"So, what did you just come back from doing?" Phoebe asked Zane.
"Just visiting my mom and as usual she's still showing no signs of waking up. I'm used to it now." Zane said, stretching his left-hand fingers.
Phoebe had always felt bad for Zane.
His mom, Kasstia Malite had been asleep for 9 years now.
Kasstia's case was very similar to the other girl who's been asleep for 19 years. Her name is Ami Solitaria. She's been asleep longer than Phoebe and Zane are been alive. That girl hasn't aged a day ever since she fell asleep and neither has Kasstia.
It was none of Phoebe's business so she tended to not talk about the topic with Zane much.
"Why didn't you take your motorcycle?" Phoebe asked.
"I needed to burn some calories because I ended up eating a whole box of cinnamon curls a couple of hours ago," Zane said and laughed.
Phoebe laughed with him.
They were on Phoebe's street now, Gavis Street.
Phoebe's house wasn't big or small.
It held 1 bathroom and 2 bedrooms.
The street only had a few other houses on it.
They walked im. Zoar and Phoebe set the bags on the kitchen table.
"You wanna stay for dinner? My mom is out for work right now." Phoebe said.
Phoebe had a lingering thought after saying that. She realized how sexual her offer sounded but pushed it into the back of her mind.
"I gotta pass tonight, sorry. I can tomorrow night though! I promise!" Zane smiled.
Phoebe smiled and blushed a little.
"Okay, see ya tomorrow then!" Phoebe said and waved.
Zane waved and walked out.
•••
Zane arrived home and sat down on his couch.
Zane lived about 5 minutes away from Phoebe in walking time. He lived in apartment 306 in an apartment complex. He had plenty enough money for a full-size house, but he preferred the simpler living style.
Zane grabbed his cellphone and checked the time.
5:07 PM.
Zane put his phone down, grabbed the tv remote, and turned the tv on.
He turned on his favorite animated show called "HUNTER X". He was on season 6, episode 17.
13 minutes passed by of him watching the show and his phone started ringing.
He looked at it.
Dr. J was calling.
He grabbed his phone and answered.
"Hello..." Zane said.
"You need to watch the news on channel 502 now. Something strange is happening." Dr. J said and instantly hung up.
"What?" Zane didn't realize he hung up.
He looked at his phone.
"Well okay then..." Zane sat up and changed the channel to 502.
"...this is strange. The three objects that arose from the ground were all sphere-shaped. No one at the station knows for sure, but we suspect it's related to the magic so we have called an expert named Daryl Goldenart to see what he thinks about the whole situation." The news reporter said, looking to be in a slight panic.
"Uncle Daryl?..." Zane said.
"Yes, this is related to Syrokinetics in some way. Those three objects looked just like the egg that a powerful being made 19 years ago when fighting against the now-dead ex-president of NEO Earth, Zoar Malite. He decided to call it an egg because when the powerful being named Arthimus Creevon created it he completely changed when coming out. Zoar called it a 'rebirthing'. That's all the information I have right now, so I must be going." Daryl said and hung up.
"Hello? Hello!? Well, we had more questions-" Zane turned off the tv.
"Syrokinetics..." Zane said aloud to himself.
He hadn't heard of Syrokinetics in 7 years. All he knew about it was it was dangerous and powerful. He has always known he had it, but he has a chip in his body that cancels it out.
Suddenly his phone started ringing.
It was Daryl.
Zane instantly picked up.
"Hey! What's going on? I saw the news." Zane asked.
"I'll tell you when I get there. I have a question for you though." Daryl said.
"What is it?" Zane asked.
"Do you want to learn how to use your Syrokinetics?"