Does a girl choose the Goth or does the Goth choose the girl
Everyone thought Amanda had chosen Goth as her persona. In reality, Goth had chosen her. It accompanied her everywhere she went—creatures only she could see and hear. A dark world that felt more real to her than the one others inhabited.
At first, Amanda hadn’t understood. She’d believed everyone had secret friends but didn’t talk about them. Until her daily companions informed her that she was special. Amanda belonged to them as they belonged to her. Each inhabited their own world. Each walked with companions, awaiting the call.
To them, they informed her, she appeared as dark and strange as they did to her. As a group, they wore black, honoring this in their lives as well as in their hearts.
One day—no one knew when—they would be called upon to fight a dark evil that lurked across the multiverse. When it descended, they would be pulled from their worlds to fight as a team to save the multiverse or die trying.
That darkness hung over Amanda’s life. But so did the light of her companions who shared the journey with her. The balance of light and dark made up their collective world. Black was the color they wore, proud to be the chosen of the multiverse.
This strange little story was entirely prompted by the image. I was creating, for some reason I can’t recall now, images of a goth girl hanging out with aliens. This one struck me and I set it aside for a story.
When I came to the writing, I was struck by the aliens also appearing Goth in their appearance. One thing led to another, and they became their own elite force, recruited to one day save the multiverse.