Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures
img img Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures img Chapter 4 3: Letter, Lie & the Lock
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Chapter 6 5: Five Castles, Five Strains & the Fifth Unknown img
Chapter 7 6: Fears, Fucks, and The Four img
Chapter 8 7: Aetherborn, Aetherhall & Aethercurrent img
Chapter 9 8: Read, Room, and Rest img
Chapter 10 9: Chatter, Crushes & Craziest things img
Chapter 11 10: Lessons, Learning & Loving img
Chapter 12 11: Boy, Bite and Bloody img
Chapter 13 12: Diva, Dream, and Darkness img
Chapter 14 13:  Seraphine, Second Skin & Silver Sparks img
Chapter 15 14: Lucien, Liability and Lost girl img
Chapter 16 15: Shadows, Sinking, and Suffocating img
Chapter 17 16: Flowers, fairness & Forgetting Everything img
Chapter 18 17: Sorry, Sadness, and Sorrows img
Chapter 19 18: Mate, Monster, & The Messiah img
Chapter 20 19: Accusation, Assumption, & Alignment img
Chapter 21 20: Dragon, Danger and Damien img
Chapter 22 22: Food, Feelings & First time img
Chapter 23 23: Wind, Whispers, and Warmth img
Chapter 24 24: Steady, Sparks, Storm img
Chapter 25 25: Annoyed, Aroused and Angry img
Chapter 26 26: Cleaning, Chores, and a Cleaner img
Chapter 27 27: Curiosity, Confusion & Confession img
Chapter 28 28: Binding oaths, Blood pacts & Buzzing Bees img
Chapter 29 29: Persevere, Purpose & Pertinacity img
Chapter 30 30: Fail, Failing, and a Failure img
Chapter 31 31: Spill, Splat, and Slide img
Chapter 32 32: Her, His, and Hunger img
Chapter 33 33: Her name, Her proof, Her first victory img
Chapter 34 34: Entrance,  Essence and Enchantments img
Chapter 35 35: Fiery Five, Fake Friends & Fuck ups img
Chapter 36 36: Moon, Mood and a Maybe img
Chapter 37 37: Wolf night, Wolf bite & the War img
Chapter 38 38: Alaric, Attack & A bite img
Chapter 39 39: Caleb, Cloud & Cloudborn Djinn img
Chapter 40 40: Tangled, Twisted & Tempest step img
Chapter 41 41: Seraphine, Suspicious & Surprised img
Chapter 42 42: Consciousness, Confusion & the Cure img
Chapter 43 43: Dangerous, Dragon fire & Damen img
Chapter 44 44: Jealousy, Jaundiced & Jammed img
Chapter 45 45: Five Faces, Five girls & Fiery Five img
Chapter 46 46: Kade, Kiss & Kissing her img
Chapter 47 47: Dream, Dread & Dangerous img
Chapter 48 48: Lucien, Love & Letter img
Chapter 49 49: Shapes, Shadows & Spirit img
Chapter 50 50: Worthless, Weak & Wistful img
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Chapter 4 3: Letter, Lie & the Lock

The sterile scent of antiseptic hung heavily in the air, an unrelenting reminder of judgment.

Seraphine sat rigidly in a cracked leather chair, her hands clasped tightly in her lap to quell their trembling. Only ten minutes had passed since the fire alarm blared, yet the principal's office radiated the tension of a courtroom awaiting a verdict. Across from her, the principal sat with her lips pressed into a thin line, as if she'd just swallowed something bitter. Beside her, the school nurse tended to a small cut on Seraphine's temple, one she couldn't even recall acquiring.

"We're still investigating the incident," the principal declared slowly, each word dragging like splinters across the surface of her composure. "But the evidence suggests... You were at the center of the blast radius."

Silence enveloped Seraphine.

What could she possibly say?

Apologies for accidentally freezing time and detonating the lab? Not to mention glowing and potentially teleporting?

Instead, she offered a single nod, mechanical, rehearsed.

"We've been trying to reach your guardians," the principal continued, adjusting her glasses with deliberate precision. "But so far, your uncle and his wife haven't responded."

As if she expected them to.

"How you emerged unscathed is... baffling," the principal pressed on, her voice almost incredulous. "But the specialist from our partner clinic suggested your glow might be a chemical reaction. You'll need a full checkup. Head to the sickbay now; our nurse will meet you there."

Stunned, Seraphine stood and navigated the eerily quiet hallway.

The sickbay was dim, shadows draping across the room with half of it cordoned off by a heavy curtain. A woman stood near a tray of instruments that seemed oddly out of place more antique than medical. Her presence felt too sharp, too watchful, and her eyes gleamed with an unsettling darkness, reminiscent of polished obsidian.

"Sit," she instructed gently.

Seraphine obeyed, her heart racing.

The woman's instruments glimmered as she checked Seraphine's vitals, an unrecognizable blend of the old and the new.

"Is this the first time something like this has happened?" the woman inquired, her voice as smooth as satin.

Seraphine blinked, confusion knotting in her stomach. "What do you mean? Chemicals? Explosions?"

The woman smiled, but it wasn't an entirely reassuring gesture. "No. I mean... glowing. Freezing time. Moving outside of it."

Seraphine's heart skipped. Staring in disbelief, she asked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's okay. You can talk to me," the woman replied, her tone soothing. "I know you possess powers. Magic. I'm here to help you uncover your true self."

A tightness gripped Seraphine's throat. "Who are you? How do you know about me?"

In response, the woman reached into her coat and produced an envelope.

Thick and heavy, it bore an elaborate wax seal. Seraphine's name was written across the front in ink that shimmered like breathing light.

"Miss Seraphine Vale,

You are formally invited to enroll at Aetherborn Academy.

Time is fragile. Magic is dangerous. You are both. Your powers and identity are what make you. Learn them. Master them. Become more.

Come on the night of the Full Green Moon and the door shall open to you.

~ Vice-Principal Nyx Thorneveil of Aetherborn Academy".

Seraphine flipped the envelope over, examining each detail. There was no return address, no postage, only a single, silver key tied to the back with a blood-red ribbon.

As her fingers brushed the key, an electric thrill coursed through her, pulling her toward it as if something inside her recognized its presence, magnetic, heavy, familiar.

The woman continued, her voice calm and steady. "Tonight is the Full Green Moon. If you truly come, we'll provide answers. About your powers. Your origins. Everything."

Seraphine's brow furrowed. "Come where? There's no address! I can't just teleport to a magic school... I..."

"You don't need an address," the woman interrupted. "Use the key. Any door. At midnight. Insert it and turn. The path will reveal itself."

Seraphine leaped to her feet. "This is insane! What is Aetherborn Academy? What's a Full Green Moon? I can't just change schools mid-semester!"

The woman tilted her head slightly. "You don't belong here. You never have. Aetherborn is where your people are. Where the gifted go. This world was never meant to contain you."

With that, she glided toward the curtain.

"Wait!" Seraphine shouted, reaching out.

But the woman slipped behind the fabric and vanished, leaving no trace behind.

Seraphine yanked the curtain aside, finding the sickbay empty, no sign of the woman, and not even a lingering footprint.

On the ride home, she read the letter again and again, absorbing every word in silence.

Her cousin Callister sat beside her, earbuds in, absorbed in his phone, oblivious to the storm brewing within her.

As they pulled up to the mansion, dusk draped the windows in an orange glow.

Juna, the housemaid, waited in the hallway, her arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"You got in trouble, huh?" she asked, a half-smile dancing on her lips.

Seraphine didn't respond; instead, she handed over the letter.

Juna's expression turned pale as she read the name. She recoiled as though the page might burn her. "What... is that?"

Seraphine met her gaze. "You tell me."

"It's like something out of a legend," Juna murmured, her eyes wide with wonder. "My abuela used to tell tales of cursed letters and magic schools that only revealed themselves to witches and wildbloods. This... this is exactly that feeling."

A strange thrill buzzed inside Seraphine, igniting something deep within her.

"Juna, you won't believe what I witnessed," Seraphine said, her voice quaking with a mix of excitement and fear. "Time... it froze. I was in it, yet also outside of it. I don't even know how to describe it. I moved faster than the explosion. I felt no pain. And I... I was glowing."

Juna's gaze bore into her, assessing, probing. She rubbed her temples, muttering softly in her native tongue, as if seeking an answer from the shadows.

Finally, she sighed. "I believe you. But be careful. If anyone overhears you talking like this, they'll think you're lost in madness."

"Am I mad?" Seraphine whispered, the question hanging heavy between them.

Juna's expression softened as she gently cupped Seraphine's cheek. "Even if you are... you're not alone. That counts for something, doesn't it?"

Seraphine nodded, her heart calming slightly.

That night, she didn't touch her dinner. Sleep eluded her as she perched by her window, her fingers clutching the key tightly, eyes fixed on the moon as it ascended, casting an eerie green glow across the night sky.

At the stroke of midnight, something inside her snapped into action.

Without a moment's hesitation, she grabbed only the key and the mysterious letter, leaving everything else behind.

She needed answers, no matter how fantastical or impossible they seemed.

Silently, she crept down the back stairs, moving past the stillness of the kitchen, towards the forgotten old cellar door that had been untouched for years.

A moment of doubt flickered within her.

But then she steeled herself, sliding the silver key into the lock.

With a sharp click, the air around her changed.

A warm glow enveloped her, shimmering as the doorway transformed before her eyes.

Stone walls materialized, adorned with floating lanterns that danced in the air. A green carpet stretched out like veins pulsing beneath polished marble.

This wasn't her world any longer.

But perhaps it was where she truly belonged.

Seraphine inhaled sharply, her heart racing.

And with a determined step, she crossed the threshold.

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