04. Oregon, a week after that, 07:00

"Reey!!"

Under the pink My Lil Pony blanket, someone still breathed calmly even when a threatening voice thundered for the fourth time over the blaring alarm. The curtain slightly ajar, and the raising sun drew patches of light over the wooden floor.

When nothing happened, a series of impatient footsteps ran to the second story.

"REY! YOU'RE LATE!"

The door slammed open and then the curtain opened with a loud sudden screech. The sweet smell of white roses rushed in, brought by the fresh morning breeze. The sunlight flooded all over the exposed red brick wall that has a really big Rainbow Dash poster.

"Damn it the Rose on the window scratch my finger."

Slapping the alarm off, the man cursed as he rubbed his finger and pulled the blanket. But a couple of pale, skinny hands, pulled it back.

"Fibe morn menet pa,"

A girl's voice mumbled under the blanket.

Her Pa sighed but then grinned when he collected power inside his hand, and suddenly a small crackle of lightning gathered inside his hovering fingers.

"OW! PA!"

The blanket flew open and a fourteen years old girl sat down and squinted her eyes in anger. Her electric blue eyes met with a stern face. Without words, her father pointed the alarm with his muscular hand. It was 7.00.

"Oh shit."

Her bob hair sway as the skinny pale girl scrambled to the small shower room beside the bed, pushing her father in the process.

"Watch it, and THE SWEAR WORD!"

The blue haired girl kicked off her 'my little pony' PJ and threw them everywhere as she rushed to enter the shower.

Her brown-headed father strode outside the room, closed the door at the upper part of the stairs and shook his head at her daughter's carelessness. He stroked his hair as he lay his eyes on the room below. The red brick exposed small kitchen-dining room with wooden floor.

Walking down, his feet thud rhythmically as he stepped down the wooden stairs. Stopping in the middle of the flight, Pa suddenly absorbed in the picture over the exposed brick wall. His finger traced the picture of that beautiful young woman and sighed, his eyes full of longing.

"It's ten years already...I still miss you. Maybe ... our child would be different if you were still around."

His curly brown head spun to the door downstairs. A woman just entered, bringing a big paper bag full of freshly baked bread, her super curly hair bounced as she entered.

The thirty-year-oldish woman said cheerfully, "Hi Ronnie!"

She breathed in to calmed down her thumping heart, as she saw the man. He surely a bit older than her, but even when sadness has molded his eyes in wrinkles, he still as handsome as hell for her.

"Wow, it smells so good" Ronnie raked his brown hair and jumped out from the stairs to help Jenna with her bag.

Jenna smiled, a bit blush appeared on her heavily tanned cheek as she gave the sweet smelling paper bag to two Ronnie's bronze hand. His electrical blue eyes warmed as he smiled back and put the bag on the wooden kitchen table when a sound of thumping feet stormed down the stairs.

"Oy Rey, careful, you could bring the house down!" His dad grinned.

"Ooh it smells soo good here" Rey sniffed the air as she ran down and slid at the railing at the middle of the flight.

"I bet you're hungry" Jenna laughed.

"Wait.." Ronnie sliced the loaf, throw some ham and cheese and put the mug of choco milk beside it. "There! Breakfast!"

Stopping the bottom of the stairs Rey pulled a pair of aggressive inline skates. Her light blue hair draped down as she fastened the pink boots. Pulling her white small alpine backpack on the floor, she grabbed her light blue hoodie cardigan and put it on over her white cropped t-shirt which complemented well with her light blue Nike pants.

"Aww thanks, Pa! You're the best!" She hugged him hard while he tackled her and messed her hair.

She pouted at him and combed it carelessly with her hand. "You messed it!"

"Punishment for dyeing it blue, and that hair never really tidy anyway." Ronnie grinned and Rey flashing a glare.

"See ya Jenna, Pa!" In no time the breakfast destroyed, and the girl slid out from the door.

"Have fun" Ronnie waved back, his eyes twinkled, and smiled.

"What, is there a chance that you holding back tears?" Jenna nudged him, grinned widely.

"WHAT? ME?" Ronnie faked a gasp.

Jenna smiled. "Aww, papa Rey, you are too sweet!"

Ronnie laughed, flicked his wrist to shoo her, and went to the dishwasher. As Jenna turned to the door and waved him goodbye, he wiped his eyes secretly.

05.On The Way to School

Rolling out from her home, Off to See The World from my lil pony blasting on her earphone.

We run the way /We won't hurry back again

The journey has begun /I love this very moment

We're speeding up not slowing/ We might know we can't win

But we're dumb enough to try

Humming slightly, bright patterns of light playing on her as she passed under the shade of the tree. Her blue hair blew in the wind as the sixteen-year-old sped along the road.

Slowing as she entered the busy section of the town she slithered among the people that walk busily, chat, and trotted around her. The shops in front of the street still closed down as it was too early for them.

All around her, people walked busily, some chat among the other, and some just busily trotted along in front of the closed shops. The street musician hadn't shown up under the stairs this early, neither are several of the food street vendors. At the end of the busy road, there was a beautiful park full of trees. Passing the fancy fountain in the middle of the park, Rey sped up and touched the water. Sliding up to along the handrail of the stairs, doves sprang from the ground as she slid through them, closing her eyes.

"Young man! Stop right there!"

Opening her eyes in surprise, she saw two securities ran nearby chasing a boy that was gracefully moved about. His feet barely touched the roof as he jumped over the obstacle above the building.

Giggling, she sped and yelled.

"His name is Ara sir!"

"Who?"

Hearing that, the securities halted, giving the boy a chance to ran further, slid down the gutter, and add more distance between him and the chaser.

Skated along the road, she spotted Ara ran to the edge of the building above her. His face determined, and at the edge, he jumped. Several microseconds halted, as the teen admired the winged black shirt behind the boy, flapped like raven wings. The boy smiled, as his hand stretched, trying to reach the other end. Rey held her breath.

OMG, he will miss it!

Slipping, Ara's hand managed to grab the next building roof and a bit of spark emitted from his finger. Rey blew her bangs, relieved.

Ara hung for a sec, looked around for support, then spotted a pole nearby, jumped to it, and slid down. In one smooth action, the boy took the skateboard from the strap at his backpack and sped off behind her.

"See who gonna arrived at school first! SLOOOWW!" Stroking Rey's chin with one finger, the teenager passed by.

"HEY!" The girl yelled in annoyance, but the boy chuckled. He sped off, jumped and slid along the low wall. Smiling he did ollie over the trash can, skate backward as his face to Rey, raised his brow.

Pouting, the girl sped and jumped to the wall. As she flew, her light blue hoodie flown behind glinted in the sun. The boy froze, mesmerized. Twirling on air she landed on the wall, her arm opened as if a bird. She slid along the wall for a few second, Ollie above the trash can and jumped down, landed in a cool pose.

Ara clapped. "Wow, nice!"

"HEY, YOU!"

Its the securities.

"Oh, shit" He cursed and sped up his skateboard. He pointed to road in front of them.

Rey descended along the stairs and twirled as she flew down while Ara sped off over the railing and across the pavement, leaving those two securities who later gave up the chase.

Out of breath, both giggled as they slid between the students.

"See ya, pal," Said Ara, as he took the stairs and enter the busy hall, raised one fist.

"Ha, see ya," Rey said, bumped fist with him as she followed behind him, just when the bell rang.

"Miura!" A brunette girl with short pleated skirt and tank top run to him, "You're so cool" She said and hugged his hand. Ara smiled at her.

A blonde girl with shorts and cropped shirt came, and said, "Are you tired?"

"Yeah I am," Said Ara, turned, but seeing her platinum blonde hair, he stopped.

Iceblood?. He took a second look. Uhh not this trend again.

"What happened to your hair?" Ara raised one of his brows, jokingly spread the girl hair and the girl cursed, took the comb and tidied it down.

"I dyed it silly" She smiled and winked.

Ara snorted and smiled, but frowned in his mind.

"You don't understand that dying your hair platinum blonde is wrong right?" Ara said, still smiling.

"Wrong?" The girl chuckled. "What does that means?"

"That kind of hair owned by the worst people in the world, their heart cold, they commit the most crime in this world, its awful" Ara told her patiently.

"That wouldn't make me them" The girl smiled and puckered her lips, but her eyebrow played.

"Mimicking people who have a bad attitude, would drag you to be them one day" Ara warned her, tilted his head and smiled.

The girl pouted, her attempt to get his attention felt useless now. "What the fuck?" She stomped her feet. "It's my hair, and it cost a fortune you stupid!" She almost cried when she stormed inside.

The other girl looked at Ara and snorted. "You jerk!" She said, turned around and chased her friend.

Ara scratched his head. "What did I just say?" He said, frowned.

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Meanwhile, in the other classroom, someone with a platinum hair shook the other boy's hand and introduced himself "My name is Ryuzan Starlight, I am from Iceland. Nice to meet you"

06 Oregon, two weeks after that 10:00 UCT

The summer sun straining through the quiet classroom when everyone's eyes glued to the teacher, or pretend to. One student stared with empty eyes, one girl painted her nail secretly a person in the back scratched his head and another secretly texting before hiding their phone.

"At the ice age, research suggested that human retreat to a small patch of land nicknamed "the garden of Eden". That strip of land around Africa's southern coast became the only place that remains habitable during the devastating Ice Age." The teacher clicked on her remote and southern Africa's image hovered on the screen.

She pointed the image with the laser and showed another picture. "That's why human all over the world basically has the same gene. But, two known uber human genes survived differently. Lavablood race made lava tunnel down the earth and lived there, near magma that both heat them and their plant." It was a video of a Lavablood person, tweaked lava and an Iceblood person, playing with Ice.

"The Iceblood race in the other hand built Ice fortresses that shield themselves from the harsh climate, melt some of the ice near the ground and built a greenhouse around it."

"Both races escape the harsh cold temperature by using their abilities and thus formed the communal habit of both tribes. They have a unique culture, cuisine and religious beliefs alongside the unique ability."

Ara looked around and saw that everyone watched their teacher intently, while some writing notes or scribbling on their tablets. The topic was too interesting for them. He grinned. They will know what I mean now.

"Nowadays, the closeted Ice people mostly live in their hidden valley at the Antarctic but because of their migration, they spread all around the world. Some of them hid their nature, and some of them use their power to help other people around the world. A handful uses it for criminal, but because of constant strict policy from the Ice Valley, they always under control."

The teacher took a deep breath, looking around and smiled as she found the student watched her with interest.

Wait what? Just that? What about their atrocity and crimes? Ara frowned. It's totally wrong. He went to raise his hand but someone else is faster.

"What about the Lavablood people?" Asked one of her students.

"Well the Lavablood people are very amazing people, their ability is simply overwhelmingly powerful, and their religion rooted in many cultures with great volcanoes around the world. So, it's not surprising when the religious belief gained many followers around the world, and it's a cult of itself."

Ara about to raise his hand but another boy interrupted. "What kind of cult?"

The teacher went to her laptop and clicked something. In an instant, the video showed people march on a mountain of Bromo.

"This is Yadnya Kasada, one of the Volcano-related ritual that originated the Lavablood religious rites. On the day of Yadnya Kasada, the devotee who have journeyed up the mountain, pray together at the top of the mountain and throw their offering into the crater of the volcano, and despite the obvious danger, some of the locals clamber down to the crates, trying to retrieve the fallen offering, believing that it would bring them good luck. Many Lava-cult at many volcano based-place, followed this ritual, usually led by one of the Lavablood people. They scaled the nearest volcano, pray on top of them every Yadnya Kasada day, and throw offering"

Some girl chuckled. "It almost like pagans"

"Yes, but it exists in this modern world. And, unlike pagans, they have morality standard, and they really active as a world-changing agent, or so they thought. So, even when for some media they are just terrorist or maybe brutes, but they have a different opinion that it is a necessary thing to do to make this world a better place"

"What?" Ara stood. His face darkened with anger.

The bell rang.

"Class dismiss"