Sera, a strong-willed karate instructor, is living the ordinary life as a human when all hell breaks out. Apocalypse. A ravenous substance emerges through the ground and threatens the human race. Sera, a magical being, has always hidden who she was, living a normal life as an ordinary woman. But in a matter of minutes, she loses everyone she loves and is forced to leave her suburbia home, following the mental callings of her psychic sister, Sybil.
Sera, Sybil, and Sam were not just siblings but a trio born special with different abilities. Sera, being the oldest and furthest away, remembered her mother's dying words as she traveled from North Carolina to Florida. "You alone will be the one who can stop it. I don't know when this will happen or how, but I do know that you're the one who saves us all."
At the time, Sera didn't know what her mother meant, but now, she pushes on in search of the only family she has left to save the world.
Sera
“Eric?”
“In here.”
Sera closed the front door of their little bungalow, locking it behind her. She dropped her keys in the bowl by the front door and entered her bedroom.
“Hey.”
Eric nodded and licked his middle finger before flipping the page of his book. He looked up, meeting Sera’s gaze with a playful smirk.
“What?”
“Nothing. You look sexy when you’re grumpy.”
“I’m not grumpy.”
Eric’s creased brows peeked over his book as he lowered it. “Really, girl. I know when my wifey is grumpy and has something on her mind.”
Sera dropped on the bed beside her husband, looking down at her hands. “It’s nothing.”
Eric leaned forward, gently lifting Sera’s chin, and pressed his lips against hers. He slowly pulled back, and Sera opened her eyes. She met his gaze and felt a heaviness in her heart.
She looked away, and Eric whispered, “It’s okay to miss her, you know? She was your mom, and in her own way, she loved you.”
Sera turned, meeting his gaze. “It’s been three months, and I still can’t stop thinking about—”
Sera—
Sera looked towards the window, facing the road, and cocked her head to the side. Sybil? Is that you—
“Hey, are you okay?” Eric touched Sera’s cheek.
She turned back to him and forced a smile, nodding. “Yeah, I’m just…I’m tired.”
Sera stood up and stared at the window as she walked over to her vanity.
Eric didn’t know that Sera was…different. She’d never told him. It was forbidden. Her mother had adamantly said If you marry an ordinary, then you can never tell him the truth. He would never understand, and it can put you and your family in danger. So Sera never did.
Sybil and Sera, along with the rest of her family, could communicate mentally, but since Sera’s mother died, there had only been silence.
Sera stared at her reflection, hoping to hear her sister’s voice again. She rubbed her face, squeezing her eyes shut. I guess I’m just imagining things.
Sera wearily undressed, removed her street clothes, and grabbed her uniform hanging from her mirror. It was a karate uniform, or as her husband called it, a Gi. She slipped her arms in first, then pants, and as she wrapped the black belt around her waist, a deep sense of dread settled in her stomach. Her head swam with dizziness, and the room began spinning. She slowly turned, looking back at her husband and then towards the window again.
What the hell is going on? Sybil, are you okay? Goosepimples rose, trickling up her forearms and shivering down her spine. She reached back to stroke the hairs on the back of her neck.
Sera.
Sybil? I feel it. What’s wrong? Are you okay? Answer me!
Sera stared at her reflection, expecting to see her sister looking back at her. She squeezed her eyes shut and breathed deeply. Sybil, please answer me. Please? A lump formed in Sera’s throat as she tried to reach out to her sister but only heard silence. She pulled her long, straight, fiery hair into a ponytail and turned to Eric. “It’s almost three, so we need to get going before the kids start showing up for practice.”
Sera, run. Run. Run. Run!
Just as Sera heard her sister’s voice, a blood-curdling scream howled in the front yard of her house. She spun around and stared at the window. Her stomach dropped, and fear raced through her veins. Trembling, she slowly walked toward the window and felt a quiver under her feet. She looked down, and before she could take another step, she was knocked back, landing hard on her rump. The ground began to quake, rocking the floor back and forth as if something was trying to push through.
“Eric!” Sera screamed, but her house’s groan swallowed her words. The walls started shaking, and the structure of her home crumbled as pieces of debris crashed down around them.
Sera rolled onto her knees and jumped when she felt Eric’s hands cup her waist. She looked back, meeting his ghostly stare.
“What’s—”
A blast against the front of the house shuttered the walls. The structure growled, and the frame collapsed, melting into the ground. Dirt and rubble polluted the air, filling the room with a haze. Sunlight peeked through the fog, and screams from her neighborhood echoed down the street.
Eric pushed the rubble off Sera and himself, pulling her to her feet. They walked to where the wall used to stand and froze, staring out at pure chaos. People were hysterically running along the sidewalk, screaming. Wrecked cars and demolished houses polluted the sky with clouds of thick black smoke.
A wave of sickness pinged Sera’s gut, alerting her that evil was lurking. She knew if they stepped out of their home, it would be a death sentence. She tugged Eric’s hand back and shook her head. “Eric, no, wait. Please. Let’s just stay in here and wait it out. We don’t know what’s out there.”
Eric shook his head and tried to pull her further outside. “No, the house is about to fully collapse, and we need to know what’s happening.”
“Eric. Please, wait—”
