The Breakers: The Iceling Crystal

This will contain:

- Blood

- Death

- Violence

- Romance

## Prologue

Two people stood in an alleyway, cloaked, and hunched over a small object. “Orah,” came the voice of a man from the taller figure. “You shouldn’t have that.”

“They asked for it!” the young girl, Orah, retorted indignantly. “Iston, I can’t control what they want!”

“But you can control yourself, Orah,” Iston replied wisely.

“Iston! Stop it! We are Breakers now! You have been with them even longer than I have!” Orah hissed.

“Orah. I know, but—” Iston began.

“Oh, stop it! I’m going back there and bringing the Iceling Crystal with me! We need all four to stop Dezmond!”

“Orah—” Iston began again but he closed his mouth before speaking again. “Just… don’t run off and get yourself killed. Go straight to Lizza and Avian,” Iston ordered.

“I know.” was all Orah said in return.

Orah turned on her heel, her cloak swishing, and held up a bright silver box. It glowed as Orah shimmered and disappeared into thin air. The last thing Iston saw of Orah was a disembodied hand tucking an ice-blue crystal into an invisible pocket.

## Chapter One - Cierra

Cierra Neblie woke up early that morning. Seven in the morning, to be exact. Cierra woke up at this exact time every morning that she had to go to school. Even on the weekends though, Cierra was quite the early bird, waking up at times like 6:30 a.m. Cierra took in her surroundings. Her twin sister Vyah was sitting at her vanity, brushing her hair. The two sisters may have been twins but they didn’t look it. They were both beautiful fifteen-year-old girls, of course, but their looks differed drastically. Cierra had short, mousy brown hair that only just reached the bottom of her neck, dark brown eyes, and white skin. Vyah, on the other hand, had long, blonde hair that flooded down her back, big, crystal-blue eyes, and smooth, pale skin.

As Cierra sat up, she took a closer look at her sister. Vyah was already in her emerald-green uniform and she was now twisting her hair in some sort of complex braid. Cierra stretched, stood up, and walked into their shared bathroom that was connected to their bedroom. Cierra quickly brushed her hair before walking back into her bedroom and over to her dresser. She grasped the golden handles and felt the cool metal wake her up even further. She rifled through the draws and grabbed her lavender-colored uniform. Though Cierra and Vyah went to the same school— Grimaldi Reaching Academy— they had different uniform colors depending on which homeroom teacher they had. Cierra’s teacher, Mrs. Kepler, had chosen her class’ uniforms to be a pale lavender color. Vyah’s teacher, Mrs. Mackwee, had chosen emerald-green as her homeroom color.

Cierra had her three closest friends in her homeroom class: Grey Nope, Salani Monak, and Leslie Grenn. Cierra and Vyah were both a friend group with a few other girls at school including Salani, Leslie, and Grey. Cierra went back into the bathroom, slipped on her uniform, tied on the gold sash, and walked back into her bedroom. Cierra grabbed her phone and went onto Techie; the app that all of the teenagers used to talk in group chats these days.

**Grey, you gonna be back at school today? You’ve been gone for two days!** Cierra texted.

**Yeah. Had a bad case of the flu,** Grey responded.

**Aww, no!** Salani jumped in.

**Oof,** Cierra typed. **Well, Vee has something very important to tell me, so, gtg. Byeee!**

Cierra turned to face Vyah who was tapping Cierra on the shoulder. “What, Vee?” Cierra asked.

“Can I do your hair? Pleeeeease?” Vyah pleaded.

Cierra sighed. Vyah was always saying that Cierra should do more things with her hair. *Well, there isn’t much I know how to do with my hair, now is there?* Cierra thought.  “Fiiiine,” Cierra said reluctantly.

“Yes!” Vyah exclaimed excitedly. Vyah dragged Cierra over to her vanity and Cierra sat down on the stool tentatively.

“Umm—” Cierra began, but Vyah was already pulling out a curling iron and a hairbrush.

Vyah brushed Cierra’s hair gently, and to be honest, Cierra began to feel… relaxed. Then, Vyah grabbed the hot curling iron and curled the tips of Cierra’s hair. Cierra looked at her reflection as Vyah stepped back.

“This is adorable, Vee!” Cierra smiled.

“I know!” Vyah grinned.

Cierra giggled. Mrs. Neblie, the girls’ mother, called from the bottom of the stairs, “Girls, breakfast is ready! Come eat!”

“Coming, Mom!” Cierra called back. “C’mon,” She said to Vyah.

They both walked downstairs to see their mother and father sitting at the large dining table. It was only 7:45 so today, they were able to make breakfast and eat with their beautiful daughters. Mrs. Neblie had a thin, pale structure with long blonde hair and beautiful hazel-brown eyes. Mr. Neble had thick, chocolate-brown hair and blue eyes that twinkled with mischief.

“Lovely hairstyle, Cierra!” Mrs. Neblie said sweetly.

“Thank you! Vee styled it for me!” Cierra smiled.

Cierra and Vyah both sat down at the table and grinned at each other. The crystal glasses were full of orange juice, the china plates were heaped with hash browns, bacon, scrambled eggs, and buttered toast. Vyah picked up her lacy napkin and delicately laid it on her lap. Cierra tried her best to copy Vyah. Cierra and Vyah ate a hearty meal until Mr. Neblie stood up and placed his coffee cup in the sink, signaling the girls to go finish getting ready. They both put their dishes in the sink, climbed the stairs, and brushed their teeth. Next, Cierra and Vyah went into their bedroom and each grabbed their backpacks. Vyah’s was a shiny bronze color, and Cierra’s was sparkly gold. They slipped them on and grabbed their lunchboxes.

They walked towards the door and Cierra saw Salani at the door, who always walked to school with them. Cierra and Salani immediately began chatting about Grey and her flu bug until Vyah interrupted. “Um, Cece, I need to use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” Vyah said.

“Okay! We’ll wait for you!” Cierra smiled. Vyah smiled back fakely. Then, she speed-walked all the way upstairs. Because truth be told, Vyah wasn’t going to the bathroom. She had somewhere else to be.

## Chapter Two - Vyah

Vyah snuck upstairs, slipped into her bedroom, and walked into her closet. Cierra knew that she was not allowed in there and Cierra didn’t bother trying to sneak in because she didn’t want to see all of her sister’s frilly dresses. Vyah closed the closet door firmly behind her and stared at the small white door hidden by four sundresses. When Vyah’s older sister had gotten sick, she had moved out of the big bedroom to sleep downstairs and Vyah and Cierra had taken the room. Vyah had immediately wanted the large walk-in closet without knowing what was in it. One day, she had been organizing her shoes when she had discovered the little white door that Vyah was currently facing. Vyah opened the door silently and made sure to step over the creaky board that would give her away to Cierra.

Stepping through the door, Vyah looked around the large room filled with books. The room used to belong to her older sister Reyanna before Reyanna had passed away. The last time Vyah had visited Reyanna was two days before she had died.

*“Vee,” Reyanna had said. “Vee, if I don’t make it, you have to find my books, okay?” Reyanna asked.*

*“I-I can’t do this without y-you, Reya,” Vyah sobbed as tears trickled down her cheeks.*

*“Yes, you can, Vee! You can do anything- anything you set your mind to. Vee, we know I probably won’t last much longer. Please, just… find my books. Read every single one, and once you have, show Cece the secret room.” Reyanna smiled.*

*“I-I will,” Ten-year-old Vyah cried.*

*Reyanna hugged Vyah tightly, “I love you, Vee,” she whispered.*

*“I love you too, Reya.”*

Vyah snapped out of the painful memory and looked at the shelves of books. In every single one, was a note to Vyah. Something simple like, *“Butterflies fly, but you soar, Vee.”* Vyah had never understood why Reyanna had wanted *her* to find the passage. After all, Cierra was much smarter and a much quicker reader. Vyah glanced around the beautiful room with a single chandelier, oak flooring, a small lavender-colored chair, and shelves of gently worn books. So far, Vyah’s favorite book had been Anne of Green Gables. Vyah scanned the books and pulled out one called ‘Little Women’. She looked at the cover which had four little girls on it. The one girl looked just like Reyanna with the same brown eyes, long brown hair, and sweet smile. Vyah noticed a small blue sticky note poking out of the book. *Must be my newest message,* Vyah thought.

Vyah kept every message she had ever gotten from her sister and pinned them each to a bulletin board in the little library. Vyah recognized the curly cursive writing immediately as Reyanna’s.

*Dear Vee,* It began.

*This is unlike any of the other notes I have given you. I don’t know how many of my books you have read yet, but this is the most important out of all of them you will ever read. For this book had more information than just a story. Inside Chapter One, there are highlighted letters that will give you information about a secret organization that I had joined to stop an evil man named Dezmond. I cannot say any more for fear that someone else could find this note. Decode the messages, Vee. Tell Cierra because she can decode them. Find the message and go to the Breakers. Join them. Bring your friends too.*

*- Reya*

Vyah gasped as she read the note. Then she ran. She ran to where Cierra and Salani were standing. “Cece, are Mom and Dad still here?” she asked frantically.

“No, they left for work. Why—?” Cierra began but Vyah was already pulling her and Salani up the stairs.

“Salani, call Adela, Winnie, Rihanna, Demi, Kylee, Leslie, Ocia, and Grey. We need them to come over ASAP,” Vyah ordered.

“Um, okay?” Salani answered.

“What is going on, Vee?” Cierra asked worriedly.

“I need your help,” Vyah answered shortly as she pulled both girls into the secret room.

“What is this place?” Cierra asked in awe.

“It’s Reyanna’s secret library.”