1 The Birth of Supernaturals

<p>Chapter 1: THE BIRTH OF SUPERNATURALS<br/>In the distant tapestry of history, an age enveloped in the mystique of the unknown unfolds. People barter their goods in bustling marketplaces, while horse riders traverse cobbled streets, casting shadows against the ancient walls. Life unfolds at its own unhurried pace, the rhythm of existence echoing through time.<br/><br/>Then, a celestial anomaly disrupts the tranquility—a stone materializes in the vast expanse of the sky. Its arrival is a cosmic spectacle, capturing the attention of those below. The radiant sun, momentarily eclipsed, casts an eerie glow over the land. Panic ensues as the stone, suspended in the heavens, emanates an enigmatic energy, causing the air to shimmer with anticipation.<br/><br/>The stone, a celestial emissary, releases a wave that ripples through the fabric of reality. It is a transformative force, touching everything in its path with an otherworldly essence. As the wave dissipates, the stone crumbles into iridescent dust, descending gently to the earth.<br/><br/>A random individual, perhaps chosen by fate, raises a humble basket without the slightest touch. The crowd, a tapestry of fear and awe, witnesses the birth of supernatural abilities. Whispers of disbelief spread like wildfire, mingling with the dust of the celestial stone. More join the chorus of the gifted, showcasing powers that defy the laws of nature. Thus, in that moment of cosmic intervention, the Supernatural is born—a phenomenon that will echo through time, shaping destinies and sparking conflicts in the centuries to come.<br/><br/>PRESENT TIME<br/><br/>Gordon steps off the bus, his world cocooned in the solace of indifference. The chaos surrounding him is an orchestra of discord, yet he remains unaffected, navigating the tumult with the ease of someone detached from the cacophony.<br/><br/>Bel Academy, a sanctuary of diversity, welcomes Gordon. The school echoes with the vibrant mosaic of personalities, a microcosm of the chaos beyond its walls. Unbeknownst to Gordon, the news resounds with the declaration of "THE END OF SUPERNATURAL ERA," a stark reminder of the societal upheaval that shadows him.<br/><br/>As he weaves through the chatter, Gordon's tranquility is shattered by Stacy, a relentless force of curiosity and disruption. Uninvited, she invades his world with incessant questions, unraveling the threads of his indifference. The noise around him amplifies as she persists, an unwelcome intrusion in his realm of calm.<br/><br/>"Hey, Gordon! Mind if I sit here?" Stacy's voice pierces through his headphones, demanding attention. Gordon, the epitome of unbothered, nods in acquiescence, allowing her to disrupt the fortress of his solitude. Stacy plops down beside Gordon, her presence an unwelcome intrusion into his fortress of solitude. "So, Gordon, anything exciting happening in your world?" she asks, a relentless curiosity emanating from her like a buzzing mosquito.<br/><br/>Gordon, eyes still fixed on the distant horizon, responds with a nonchalant shrug. "Same old, same old," he mumbles, attempting to shield himself from the encroaching disruption.<br/><br/>Undeterred, Stacy leans in, her eyes sparkling with persistent inquisitiveness. "Come on, spill the beans. I've heard rumors that there's more to your story than the calm exterior."<br/><br/>Gordon finally turns to look at her, an arched eyebrow revealing a hint of annoyance. "Rumors, huh? People talk too much," he retorts, the cool detachment in his voice an attempt to quell her insatiable curiosity.<br/><br/>Stacy, seemingly fueled by an unquenchable thirst for information, presses on. "Well, I'm here to separate fact from fiction. What's the real deal, Gordon?"<br/><br/>With a sigh, Gordon removes his headphones, finally acknowledging her presence. "Look, Stacy, I'm just trying to survive this chaos. Nothing special about my story," he replies, his words carrying an air of mystery that only seems to intensify Stacy's interest.<br/><br/>The classroom buzzes with the energy of a thousand stories, each student lost in their own narrative. As Stacy continues her relentless quest for information, Gordon navigates the conversation with an air of indifference, unknowingly becoming a central figure in a tale that transcends the ordinary.<br/><br/>As Mr. Noah strides into the classroom, an air of authority and knowledge accompanies him, instantly quelling the buzz of chatter. Stacy, momentarily distracted, turns her attention to the front of the class. Gordon, however, breathes a sigh of relief as the substitute teacher's entrance marks the end of Stacy's relentless questioning.<br/><br/>The classroom, once a chaotic symphony of conversations, falls into an anticipatory hush as Mr. Noah takes command. With a commanding presence, he introduces himself, his voice carrying a melodic resonance that demands attention. "Good morning, class. I'm Mr. Noah, and I'll be your substitute for today. We'll be delving into the intricacies of Calculus," he announces, setting the stage for the day's lesson.<br/><br/>Gordon, normally an island of indifference in the sea of classroom dynamics, remains inattentive. The subject matter, well-versed and routine for him, fails to capture his interest. As Mr. Noah delves into the lesson, Gordon sinks into the comfort of his own thoughts, a realm where the complexities of calculus become mere background noise.<br/><br/>However, the tranquility of Gordon's detachment is shattered when Mr. Noah, sensing the disengagement, calls him out. Reluctantly, Gordon rises from his seat, a subtle eye roll betraying his irritation. As he approaches the board, he feels the weight of the class's collective gaze upon him.<br/><br/>With a flick of the marker, Gordon solves the problem effortlessly, the equations flowing from him like a well-rehearsed dance. The class watches in silence as he hands the board marker back to Mr. Noah, a muted acknowledgment of his mathematical prowess.<br/><br/>Yet, as the exchange concludes, an unusual sensation grips Gordon. A momentary connection, like an unseen thread tying him to Mr. Noah, leaves him puzzled. It's a fleeting yet powerful feeling, a magnetic force that sparks questions in Gordon's mind. Is Mr. Noah more than just a substitute teacher? Could he, too, be one of the enigmatic Supernaturals?<br/><br/>Photo credit: Google(Freepik and Vecteezy)<br/>Supernatural<br/><br/></p>