Tears' Curse

Chapter 4

"Third one. No more time to waste," Kingsley said as they roamed the streets.

Blue eddies surfaced around Lyn's spearpoint blade, forming a spiritual connection with the fiery presence of his Timeless Flare. His skin was topped with rime, and the blood in his veins was starting to freeze. But he sensed no pain. Right then, an intense wave of heat swam throughout his body. A hint of blue flicked across his eyes for a brief second before the heat surged over in a hurry to mingle well with the icy energy.

Created by the same swordsmith, these swords opposed one another if one lived for a different purpose. Because of the thick stains of blood and tears, Deathless Ice and Timeless Flare had been painted with a strong will to obey their owners till death did them part.

Kingsley led the way through the bushes, up the trees, and down into the tunnels. He scanned the surroundings. Eerily darker. Most of the shops were closed, and the only lights that brightened up the whole area were the ones from twenty-four hours.

He was about to call it a night when fine hairs at the back of his neck rose, triggering the summon to awaken his sword.

"You felt it too?" Lyn nudged his elbow, suppressing the increasing power of Deathless Ice to be freed from her grip.

Kingsley nodded and raised a brow, signaling her to act normally. They continued walking. The mysterious presence continued to tail them, getting closer as time ticked away. When the twins reached the entrance of a remote alley, they sped up and slid to the sidewall at once. The moment the mystical shadow came into their view, Kingsley pulled out his fiery blade and lunged toward the opponent.

With her icy sword gripped tight, Lyn stepped onto an isolated broken wooden box and leaped high to back her brother up. The aggressive strikes scratched hard against the ground.

But there was nothing.

It was only smoke. A greenish smoke.

"W-What?" Lyn was stunned.

Kingsley was puzzled too. But it wasn't the time for them to think.

"Let's get back first," he said, grabbing hold of his sister. "We need to tell them about this."

***

Miracle almost lost her footing the moment she entered 5 Lilium. Lyn was shoved behind. Kingsley tripped, stepping on his own loosened shoelaces that he hesitated to tie before entering the class. He straightened his tie and shot a glance at his sister.

She didn't look any better than him. Her maroon hair was disheveled, and her face was puffy from all the unnecessary pushes by her excited classmates.

"Wow, Kingsley!" Peter smirked and dropped his elbow on his shoulder. "You have a day like this too."

"Shut up if you don't want me to spill the tea." He gave a rough shrug to drop his hand.

Everyone was crowding around Miracle to get to know her, to feel like they were close to her. These were humans. They only cared about one another if the other party was pretty, rich, or dying.

"Hey, hey, Miracle! Have you heard of the dark secret in our school?" The voice overtook the rest.

Dark secret? Miracle shook her head though she could foresee what it was going to be.

The girl was about to start when Rex interrupted.

"Oh, come on, Jessamine! Don't scare our new classmate! Who knows if it's valid?" he said, putting a knee on his chair as he turned his head around to check attendance.