A Clue

[Fineon’s POV]

I watch my younger self leave the room and begin to move, following him into the living room, where both my parents are standing with looks of shock on their faces.

"Mommy?" young me calls. "Daddy, what’s wrong?"

"You have to hide," my mother responds quickly. "You and Andria both."

"Hide?"

My mother doesn’t respond as she gathers me into her arms and races up the stairs towards Andria’s room.

When we arrive, Andria is already awake and on high alert.

"They’ve arrived?" she asks, indicating that she was aware of what was going on. "So soon?"

"No time for questions," my mother responds. "Come on."

Reaching out, she takes Andria’s hand and begins to move just as the sound of glass shattering drifts towards us, followed by howls and an intense aura that I immediately recognize as Parker’s.

"Where are we going?" Andria asks, "Shouldn’t we help dad and the others?"

"You’re both still too young. You have to leave immediately and find the others."

Find the others... Those wor