In their hidden lab beneath Helion’s neon-lit skyline, sister witches Metric and Data accidentally unlocked an ancient spell buried deep within the city’s forgotten core—its full power beyond their understanding.

As they chanted, flames curled around Metric’s dark skin, flickering like wildfire, while icy frost spread over Data’s limbs, chilling the sterile air.

Their eyes ignited—one blazing fire, the other shimmering ice.

Power surged through them, alive with the city’s pulsing heart.

Then, from the core’s depths, a voice only they could hear rasped—
“You have awoken me. Now, I will awaken you.”

Suddenly, the city’s neon lights flickered—and died.

Helion plunged into darkness.

They didn’t choose this fate.
But now, they were the city’s only hope.

Metric Data

Flames curled in Metric’s hair.
Frost crept along Data’s fingers.

They stared at each other—
Fear. Awe.
What had they become?

Then the planet shook.
A cry rose from deep below—
Low. Ancient. Hungry.

Outside, the city screamed.
Sirens. Shattered glass. Smoke.

Metric stepped back—eyes wide, breath shallow.
Then she turned—
and flew out the door.

Up the stairs.
Out of the building.
Into the sky.

Jets of fire lit the clouds above.
Below, the citizens looked up—
and saw fire tear across the sky.

Data stood frozen on the rooftop,
alone now,
and still unsure.

They were the chosen ones—
but chosen for what?

Metric Data

Eliyah Roberts

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