Chapter One

At the age of thirteen, Jennavieve Flores was used to the Night of Fantasy. She had to be. For three full years, Jennavieve had to fight and survive. She couldn’t succumb to the weight of all the lives of those that she had taken. As a member of the Blizzard Ghosts, Jennavieve was given the power to make and control the element wind along with her individual ability.

Anyone who was a member of the Blizzard Ghosts received the same power. In Jennavieve’s experience as a Fire Phoenix, she was able to control fire and as an Ice Serpent, she was able to control water. She had never been a Stone Golem nor was she looking forward to being one next year. Over the time period of three years, she discovered that during the first four years, every living human was forced into the Night of Fantasy event that took place at night from the start of 10pm to the end of 6pm the day afterward. Everyone was forced into a different ‘team’ as they called it during the first few years which explained how Jennavieve knew that she was going to be a Stone Golem next year. There seemed to be different levels of power amongst the participants of the event.

The Dark and Light Council, the makers of the event, had stated that what each person’s rank was. The people of the lowest rank were called ‘Elves’ because their ears appeared to be much sharper than everyone else’s. There weren’t many of them left because most of them were killed around the start of the event. The next level was the Warriors but that name had been scrapped in order to replace it with ‘Guardians’. The people of the Guardians have a choker of sorts that was permanently placed on their necks. It covers their entire neck and each one is coloured. It seems that some people have different colours whereas some of them have the same colour.

They are classified as the medium rank. There are two more ranks, the ‘High’ rank and the ‘Top’ rank. These two ranks are different from the ones below them because the marks that symbolises their statuses can change shape to a form that is either theirs or of a lower rank. The high rank is known as Royal. They were each given a staff by the Dark and Light Council. The staff can change into a choker or can turn into extensions of sorts for their ears. The people of the highest rank are rarely seen, they are called the Gods and Goddesses.

They have the ability to fly with their ‘wings of heaven’. Their wings were called that because they are angel wings with the length of their owner’s arms. The reason that they are rarely seen is because if found, most people would try to kill them immediately. Their ability is valuable and if you kill someone of a higher rank, you will take their symbol. I, Jennavieve Flores, started as one of the weakest, an Elf. I had somehow killed many people and realised that I must have killed a Royal because one of the members of The Council had appeared in front of me and had given me a staff. I, of course, still have it but I choose to appear a warrior so that the majority of the world won’t try to take my life. My choker is the colour of a deep purple and my staff is beautiful with its silver and diamonds with a large purple jewel, it is the length of my shoulders to my feet and fits the shape of my hand perfectly.

It seems as though through all of my ranks, the tools I had been given were the colour purple. If I happen to pretend to be a Warrior for a full three hours, I get a really painful feeling that won’t stop until I feel the cool metal of my staff. It seems that it is the only way to ensure that Royals, Gods and Goddesses can’t stay hidden forever. I sometimes laugh to myself when I think that with great strength, also comes great pain.

It reminds me of the time when one of my close friends, Rosemary, she was so nice and considerate of others which lead to her unfortunate accident. She had been a bystander when her team was attacked. I think she was an Ice Serpent back then, she had simply been strolling with her boyfriend Ashten when she was attacked. It was an ambush set up by the Stone Golems and they had manages to trap her in the Earth. She and Ashten had gotten back to their team’s base but they soon discovered that poor Rosemary’s eyes had been severely damaged in the attack. I had been sent to hunt down the attackers soon afterwards and had missed what came next.