Candice sat by herself, in the resort living room. Reading one of the many books from the library. The other people in the house, where playing monopoly. In the dining room, most of the Red Cloak Girls and their guardians, where out on a mission of some sort. Laughter drifted into the living room, as Candice finished reading the book. She set it down on the coffee table. Then looked around the room, for something to do. She had been invited to the monopoly game, but had turned it down, in favor of the book she had just finished. Just then Jean walked in and took a seat, on the couch across from Candice.
“Good book?”
Jean pointed to the book, she had just finished, with her glass of apple juice.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Huh...You didn’t like it or something?”
“No it was good, but also confusing.”
“How so?”
“It kept talking, about the council war?”
“Oh yeah you weren't here, when that happened. Huh.”
“What was the council war?”
“The council was the third villain, for all the Red Cloak Girl. There rain of terror started in Jenny’s timeline, and lasted till Meg’s timeline. They were powerful, and had people working for them, all over the place. They even had people in the other two multiverses. it took all we had and even some help from the other travelers, to put a end to them.”
“Other travelers?”
“Yeah there’s other people, who travel through the multiverses and time.”
“How come I’ve never heard of them?”
“Sometime we talk to each other, but mostly we keep to ourselves.”
“OK, so who was the council?”
“The most powerful of different races, like the multi-kin.”
“You said it was your guys third villian, why are they so famous?”
“Because the last battle was filmed by the news. And they kind of helped, start this whole mess.”
Jean waved her glass around.
“How did they help?”
“They helped make the cloak, but that’s a different story altogether.”
“Uh, Wait you said, the last battle was filmed.”
“Yeah, and it doesn't help that the cloak broke, half way through.”
“What?!?”
“Yeah, and because of that people know who we are.”
“Stop picking on her Jean.”
Candice turned to see Whistler, leaning against the doorway.
“Fine.”
Jean got up, and exited the room. As Whistler took her seat on the couch.
“It’s more complicated than that.”
“How?”
“Timelines and universes. But it doesn’t matter. If you want to know more, you can probably find a book in the library.”
Candice nodded, as Whistler got up left to the dining room, where a screaming match had broken out. Candice sat back in her chair. There was a lot she didn’t know, and it was only getting more complicated, as she learned more.
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