Chapter one; ! I never believed that I was beautiful I wasn’t even presentable . I turned 16 an hour ago. It felt different in some sort of way, I felt more mature and grown up. And most importantly, I felt more independent. It was tradition in our family, that as soon as you would turn 16, you would cut off the tips of your hair. I already messed up the tradition because it has been an hour since I turned 16. I always mess things up I could never get things right, ever. I decided to cut my hair anyway, so I walked into the room where the thing I hated most was. A mirror. I don’t like them. I have always hated them. My mother always said that I have a ‘problem’ because I hate mirrors. They
just represented vanity in my opinion. Many people would still believe I am afraid of them, but I am not. I looked at myself in the mirror. I wanted to look away but I couldn’t. there it is, the vanity is starting to get to me. I felt my eyes from my reElection stare into my soul. My eyes are as green as emeralds. My parents would always tell me that before they ‘left’. My hair was a mixture of 2 shades of brown. I am quite tall and really pale but I didn’t have clear skin. My hair reached to my mid-‐back. I also have freckles across my nose and cheeks. They look hideous. My long, dark eyelashes really deEined my eyes. I would say the only thing I liked about my self were my eyes. My parents always told me that my eyes were one-‐of-‐a-‐kind. I have
always loved the way they looked. Eventually I started to cut off my hair. It now reached to my shoulders. “It’s different now” I said myself as I looked into the mirror. ! I am not really interesting. I am worthless and I always mess things up for me and other people possibly. I was alone. I , well not everyone who is still alive, lives on this land here. I had no one. They brought me in here because they told me that I was ‘special’. I didn’t know why until my previous birthday. My parents ‘left’ me at the age of 7. I was terriEied. “ The world out there is chaos”. My mother told me before she ‘left’. “ You will not be able to survive a minute out there, stay safe here. With us” they told me. I thought
about escaping once, but I had failed to do so. It wasn’t that easy as you might think. There were guards everywhere around this land. Since then, I wasn’t even allowed to think about escaping, but to be honest, that’s all I ever wonder about. My life is full of problems. The biggest on is I am not 17 yet. I am not legally an adult. In my land, to become a legal adult, you must be 17 and above. I had just turned 16, now I have to wait on more year. Why do you have to wait one more year? You may ask. It’s because at that age, I will be able to reveal who I really am. “ One choice deEines you”. I have been told. “You see this one choice, only this one, makes you. It decides who you really are ” ‘they’ said. When I am 17, I will be able to go on my quest. On my
way there, my actions, my reactions, my bravery are the things I will be judged on. I am really scared but I seek to know what my future holds. I have to and I will Eind out soon. If not sooner, than later. So now that you know my story, you will reach the point of knowing that my life is a complete mess. I never get anything I want. Its not as easy as you might think, living without parents is the hardest thing I ever had to do. Having my parents around is all I could ask for right now. ! Now, that I really I cant do anything about my age nor my parents besides wait for a miracle or something like that, I decided to get out of the house for a while. I always used to go and sit
on a cliff at the end of the border of this land I live on. I used to go there when I was 13 or 14, to empty my head of senseless thoughts and to just prevent over thinking. I got the idea of going there again. It’s is my hide out since I was 13. I regularly go there when I am depressed, upset or when I feel like crying. It just helps me get away from all that chaos and out there. I am always alone. No one ever knew that I come here. No one even knew that this place even existed. That was actually the best thing about it. I usually liked being alone since I was used to it. I was really hoping I could be alone for today on that cliff. But today wasn’t that day. It was the day I hoped would never come. Someone found out about my
hideout! I freaked out and just wanted to scream at the top of my lungs but I couldn’t. There was a boy standing across the other end of the cliff. He was extremely attractive. I wasn’t going to lie. I was standing there, looking worse than ever, and it wasn’t the best way to impress him. I was wearing old jeans that sagged, a worn out old V-‐neck, which was black. And my hair was really bad. That ‘hair cut’ I gave myself wasn’t the best. Why do I never get things right? I looked simply terrible. I wasn’t presentable in anyway. I looked worse than usual. Surprisingly, he started a conversation with me. My mind was racing. I couldn’t gather my thoughts together, what do I even say? “ Hi, there” he started
“Umm, hey” “You look tired” he chuckled “No I was just, uh running” I lied “Okay, what’s your name then?” he asked “Sage” I said simply “That’s a cool name” he complemented me. “Thanks, what’s yours?” “Sam” he smiled “That’s a great name too” I half-‐smiled. “You’re new here right?” I assured “Yeah, I guess. And you?” “No, I have been here my entire life I guess” “Oh, so you know what you are?” “No, I just turned 16 today” I said “I am 16 too! I can’t wait to go on my quest”
“Same here! So, how are you liking the place so far?” “Not so much to tell you the truth” “Well, I think you’ll Eit in just Eine then” I smiled “I hope so” “You will,” I smiled “So what’s your story” I asked “Its not the best, but here goes. I was born in America, Austin and I was raised there too. My dad walked out on us at the age of 4. I was left with my mom. My mom hated me too; she couldn’t afford living with me. At the age of 8, she decided to put me in an orphanage in New York. I was devastated. How can she leave me like that?”
I was now at the moment where I thought we were alike. I was true ‘till now but he then continued. “Then this war happened which as you should know, caused chaos to happen. So by 11, I was asked to go with 2 people that I did not know they where. The orphanage told me that I wasn’t normal and locked me up in a room so I could not associate with anyone, until these 2 people came and took me. Apparently it was not legal for me to get adopted because of my un-‐ normality. I didn’t know why or how I wasn’t normal. So I just went along with it” “So you had to travel for 5 years?” I gasped. “Yeah, the orphanage was far from her. I grew up on the road I guess. It wasn’t
easy, that’s for sure. Anyway, so on that trip I took for Eive years, when I turned 13, they decided to tell me every thing that was going on. I was really shocked and scared when they told me. So apparently I wasn’t normal because I had a scar on my right arm. That was the sign that they knew that a person want normal, I believed them even though all this was unbelievable and hard for my brain to process as I was only 13. It was real. They were not lying. My mother had called me and explained that she wanted me dead or away from her. She didn’t want me to even be her son, and then she dis-‐ owned me. I was upset but I didn’t really care anymore as she did this because she hated me and didn’t want to have a freak for a son. I understood.
1 of the men told me that she was a muggle and I should ignore her. ”You’re not a freak, you’re special,” He said to me. I felt good about myself. I decided to hate my mother back but I couldn’t. I still loved her. It bothered me that I cared so much for a person that hated me and unclaimed me as their son.” “Wow” I simply said “ If you don’t like me now, its okay. I get it” he smiled looking hurt. “ No, now I like you even more, your story is incredible. You’re so strong” “Thank you sage, you didn’t tell me what’s your last-‐“ “ Sage Lewis” I cut him off “ Cool” he smiled. I was sat there looking at the beautiful mountain range from a distance. This
world is very beautiful, but humans ruined it. I realized that Sam knew more than me. All I knew is that this was a ‘witness protection program’. That’s all I ever knew. I always wondered where I got this scar from, it all made sense now. “It all makes sense now” I said “ What do you mean?” “ All I knew is they gathered all the people that weren’t normal in this witness protection program to protect them from all that chaos out there. But I never knew what this scar meant until you clariEied it to me. We all are special and we have special abilities. We are unique in our own way that no one can even see it. We are capable of things not one living soul out there is capable of. So yes, we are not freaks
Sam, we are special. We have powers and challenges ahead of us and I am up for it” I was regretting telling him about the powers, why did I just do that? “ Wait, what powers,” he immediately asked “Um, I don’t think it’s the right time for you to know since you’re new here so leave that for now” I half-‐ smiled. He just nodded. His big brown eyes were so beautiful. They just shone all the time. Its amazing how one feature about a person can make them so perfect. His dark brown hair, brushed up in a neat quaff. He was well built and was a little, well a lot taller than me. Before I met him I thought I was tall for my age but I guess not. He was pale, very pale. He also had freckles
just like mine but his, they looked like they where neatly lined from one cheek, across his nose reaching the other cheek. His face was so attractive. Unlike me, my freckles where just scattered around my face. He also had long dark eyelashes just like mine, but his deEined his eyes more. I guess we have the same features but somehow, his were better than mine will ever be. The thing I hated about myself was, I was very impatient. I wanted to know what I was. This land here protects people like my self and Sam, but I really want to go out there. This land was made of an abandoned land by the muggles, so they took it and turned into a witness protection program when they found the Eirst un-‐ordinary person. We call humans “muggles”.
They aren’t allowed in here for their and our own safety. There is a magical border that protects the land from them entering. The thing about the quest you get when you’re 17 is; they send you off in the ‘real world’ even though millions die every day; they give you a destination you have to reach. Whilst you go there, you will face lots of difEiculties. It’s super hard. When you get to your destination eventually because you might die on your way there, there is a stool-‐like-‐object which holds a goblet in which holds your future. The future you’ll live with until the day you die. For some it might be great and for some, not so much. !
We are sorted into 4 groups; muggles, which are the powerless, sometimes they do Eind the scar on your hand but it turns out to be an accident. So they let you go and never allow you to return. The second group; the immortals, these are usually the most powerful of all, they never loose their powers under any circumstances and they never die. I’ve always wanted to be an immortal, it seems so cool, but I spend my time worrying about being a muggle or something like that. The third group, half bloods. Now these are super cool. They are half gods! They are the children of the Greek gods. The fourth group, wizards and witches. They have magical powers and they live longer than half bloods and muggles. So now I am just pleading to
go on my quest because I am dying to know what I am. I am still sitting on that cliff next to Sam with all of these crazy thoughts running through my head as I stare into his beautiful, big brown eyes he stared back into my soul, I felt tingly at his sight. I felt uncomfortable. I guess he decided to break the silence and talk to me. “So umm, where are your parents?” “Well, they uh left” “Oh, I am sorry. They died?” He asked looking really concerned “No!” I yelled “They just left!” I exclaimed I felt my cheeks starting to heat up, my eyes starting to water and the anger building up and boiling inside of me. How could he even say something like that? I have no idea where my parents
are, but wherever they are, they are not dead! At least I hope. He really got me to the thought of thinking they are dead. I stared to get scared and hurt. “ I am really sorry I didn’t mean to-‐“ He started “Why would you assume my parents are dead” I cut him off. I felt the tears drop out off my eyes, streaming down my cheeks and eventually I started crying even harder. I cursed a little bit under my breath so he can’t hear me. “ Because Sage Lewis, when someone says someone else left, it means they’re dead!” he said with his voice starting to get louder as he stood up, putting his hands in his pockets. I could tell he was nervous at this point.
“Well, your parents left you, do you think their dead?” I asked sarcastically but I felt guilty immediately because I knew he trusted me with his story; which wasn’t really nice. He has been through more than me, but on the other hand how could he say my parents are dead? He just stared at me “Well, they are not dead!” I said with a calmer voice as I stood up. My eyes were blood-‐shot red by now. “I am really sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you Sage” “I really don’t know who to trust anymore” I said burying my head into my arms “ You see, I never believed in equality nor will I ever,” I said
“Why so hard?” he asked chuckling a little. “ This world we live in, made me loose my faith in every thing, in love, equality and even myself,” I said “ Why are you always so hard on yourself, if you’re too serious, life will get tired of you” he said I just nodded “ Time for dinner” I said “ Okay, but will you come?” he asked taking my hand “ Sure” I smiled We went to the main hall where dinner was hosted. We were just talking about random stuff on the way there. It was actually nice having a friend like Sam. He really cared about me and treated me gently. He always seemed to have everything in black, it got me curious;
was he depressed or was I just seeing things? On another not, we went and sat together on a dinner table. “I have an announcement to make” The ruler and founder of our land yelled. I looked at Sam in a sacred-‐ frightened way and he looked like that too. “Don’t worry it is going to be Eine” he told me with a broken smile.