ALISON BROWN… Alison Brown woke up early as usual. The sun had not yet risen and the sky was covered with a gray fog. The wind blowing from the window of the room shook the curtains slightly, passing like a whisper in the silence. His eyes were red; He had been having the same nightmare all night. He was standing on the edge of the cliff, in the middle of the darkness.
The moonlight illuminated an endless void. A voice coming from that void, neither entirely female nor entirely male, echoed in his mind. "Your time has come… Accept your power." Even though he was awake, the sound wouldn't leave him. He felt a warmth in his heart that he could not describe, and then emptiness; It was as if a power that did not belong to him wanted to get out. He looked at every corner of the room: The books next to the bed were overturned, old notebook pages were full of half-erased notes, a faded painting hung on the wall... Everything was familiar but so faded; the colors seemed to slowly disappear.
The world seemed to stop for a moment. Silence was squeezing the heart of time. And then… the shadow in the room moved. A shape… a darkness that took on a human form. Red eyes flashed through the darkness and Alison held her breath. This was the figure he saw in his dream. Same dark aura, same sense of presence. But this time it wasn't a dream. He took a step, his heart beating like crazy in his chest. The air grew cold and his breath turned into steam. The shadow moved towards Alison as if it were floating off the walls. "Your power… found you." This time the voice echoed directly in his mind. It wasn't a whisper, it was like a verdict. Alison wanted to scream but no sound came out.
His eyes suddenly burned; A red glow appeared in his reflection. And then… everything went black. Alison opened her eyes quickly. He was lying on the ground with the morning light falling on his face. He was out of breath and had sweat on his forehead. He put his hand on his heart; The nightmare was still fresh. But something had changed. He wiped his face, his hands trembling as if he was scared. He looked around; There was a faint glow to everything—the edges of the books, the walls of the room, his own hands… The image remained constant. Fear gave way to surprise. The thick book in the corner full of old magic symbols that he had kept since his childhood was no longer there. His heart tightened. He started searching and at that moment an energy gushed out of him. His pupils turned completely red, an invisible power emanating from his body. At this moment, the world around Alison began to reshape.
WILLIAM DAMIEN…
At the other end of the city, William Damien stood on the balcony of a dark mansion. His eyes were fixed on the foggy morning view of where Alison lived. At that moment he felt: the echo of the power… he had finally awakened. William had been waiting for this moment for years. The secret sorceress he was looking for, the woman carrying the "sign of light", had finally appeared. But this power was not pure; It had an essence that mixed darkness and light. Just like his. From the outside, everyone thought he was a rich CEO and a powerful businessman. But in reality, William Damien was a half-demon.
The darkness sealed within him occasionally appeared as a red glow in his eyes—a sign of a curse. If Alison's power were awakened… the balance of the worlds could change. According to the prophecy he discovered: "The heir of the light and the guardian of the shadow" would be born together, each of them would bring about the end of the other. And he knew: Alison was that heiress. He had to find her, protect her, and stop his own darkness. He pulled his hood up. "It's time," he whispered. "I must find him before the darkness finds him." Alison stood in the room, holding her breath. Not only did he notice the red-eyed shadow; The small details in the room had also changed.
The books were displaced, the pages of the old notebook were flying in the air, and the curtains were fluttering without the wind. His heart was beating like crazy; He took a step back, not knowing what to do. He heard a faint voice… far away but clear: "You… you will notice…" The whisper was coming from the corner of the room, but its source was not visible. Alison narrowed her eyes; For a moment the room went completely dark. He was out of breath. Time stopped for a moment, then everything quickly returned to normal. But something had changed — he wasn't the same person anymore. His instincts were constantly whispering of an approaching danger.
Alison slowly sat on the edge of the bed, placing her hands on her knees. "What is happening to me?" There was no answer. And at that moment, somewhere in the city, a pair of eyes was fixed on Alison. William Damien stood on his dark balcony. On the foggy morning, Alison had felt what was happening, too. He was supposed to protect. But at the same time, a danger that he was unaware of was approaching step by step.
He pulled back his hood and whispered to himself: "I have to find her… or it will be too late." Alison stood in the middle of the room, shaking slightly. He wanted to take a step, but there was an invisible obstacle in the middle of the room. A few books fell over on their own, pages flew through the air, and a figure appeared in the corner — but quickly disappeared. His heart was beating like it was about to stop. At that moment, the window opened, the wind created a little chaos in the room. Papers flew, curtains fluttered. Alison stumbled back but didn't fall. An eerie feeling enveloped his entire body. His eyes widened. But all this… was just the beginning.
Do you think this shadow is real, or is it a warning? Will Alison be able to control her power? I'm waiting for your comments! ❤🥰