• Venom fidgeted in her sleep. Her dreams were getting worse as the days go by. Everytime, the screams echo out. She can remember her father's evil grin. Menacing. Malignant. Despicable. Venom tossed around, as if she was trying to get away from her father's black touch that will throw her into her sister's fate.

    Poor thing, why do you deserve this? whispered a voice. Venom knew no was talking to her, she was alone in the room. So who was talking to her?

    I bet you're wondering who I am? I'm one of your guardians. laughs echoed from nowhere. Venom started to wonder. She thought to herself, Guardian?

    Yes, a guardian. I'm the cobra. I'm you. And you're me. We are one. What? We? Huh? Who?

    There are other guardians who are one with you. And you are one with them. But you lean more to me. So I am the head guardian. You need to learn how to communicate with the rest of the guardians. It will come handy as you live on. I know you'll need it. The last word echoed throughout nothing. Venom got up, sweat covering her face. She breathed in and out. She hurried to the bathroom, her long neon red hair went down to her waist. Her eyebrows were still orange. "Good! It was just a dream." she sighed to herself. But her eyes were changing color as bright as her eyebrows.

    Oh no, it wasn't