Book Creator


by Midori Dwy

Pages 2 and 3 of 21

Chapter One Cusps
"Did you hear the news?" Her bittersweet mother asked.
"I sure did! Seven whole Cusps found!" he replied, exclaiming. "They're extreme powers too... One caused a fire flood, a Scorpio-Leo Cusp. Another caused a tsunami, a Cancer-Gemini Cusp. I hear they feel the power not flowing, but bursting through their veins."

Aspen Undergrove had heard her parents discuss the issue-- the Cusps-- every day. The Cusps have become a major issue-- even though it was, it was now amplified-- since rumor of a rebellion had spread. Though the news called it a rebellion, it was better known as The Society. A place where Cusps came to fight back, a place for safety. But the Cusps standing a chance is just some old housewive's story. Nothing could happen . . . could it?

Later on, when Aspen was lying in her bed she remembered her father's words, "I hear they feel the power not flowing, but bursting through their veins." She often felt that even though she hadn't manifested, or made things physically appear, even though she was 13. If she doesn't manifest by the time she turns 14, she goes to the asylum. It's where she will be experimented on, stuck with needles, isolated from everyone but lab coats. There, in the asylum, she would be accused of being a potential cusp.
Chapter Two
Aspen awoke the next morning, drenched in sweat, the remains of her nightmare. She had dreamed a horrible dream. In which, she was going to school like she did every day of her life. She went to gym, like any other normal day, yet it was there where everything went wrong. While everyone else her age was practicing their power, Aspen was still standing in the corner, like always, thinking of how to manifest. But this time, it was different.
She manifested.

When a kid was drawing a flame, something inside her began to feel hot, burning. It startled her at first, like living her whole life in the dark, and then suddenly a blinding light got switched on. Aspen's dream ended when flames drew to her hands. But it felt too real to be a dream, something about it. The power rushing through her veins, it felt strong... much too strong.