She woke up once, in the middle of her slumber. She was alone, that much she could tell. Then she lost consciousness again, as if opening her eyes seeped away all her energy. She vaguely remembered waking up a few more times, only to pass out again. Then for the fifth time, she opened her eyes. This time she didn't loose get consciousness. She looked around. She was dressed in a simple grey nightgown, in a small cot. The room was small, yet big enough to sustain one person. The walls were whitewashed, with no windows. There was a small wardrobe, a desk and a bathroom. She sat up, still utterly confused. Where in the bloody hell am I? She put her feet down, to find find a pair of slippers waiting for her. What the bloody......? She slipped her feet into the slippers and walked to the bathroom. Everything seemed prearranged for her. All the toiletries were neatly organized. She looked into the mirror, assessing herself. Black hair hung loosely at her shoulders. Her skin was a light olive color, going well with her sharp features. Her slim waist and slender legs gave her a regal look, although her tired eyes and messy hair said the exact opposite. Her dark amber eyes looked back at her. She slowly did her usual morning routine, and stepped out of the bathroom. To her shock and surprise, there were fresh clothes waiting for her. She quickly changed. She was wearing a black suit, sort of like a body suit, it suited her body perfectly, not too tight or too loose. It was extremely comfortable, with little pouches and straps for God knew what purposes. There was breakfast waiting there on the desk, which she greedily gobbled down. She stood at the door, debating whether to go out or not. She couldn't remember anything. Who she was, where she came from, those memories were all gone. She stood, silently thinking. She needed answers, and she was scared. Her heart was racing and she felt the claws of fear dragging her down. She couldn't guess what dangers were out there. For all she knew, these people would kill her if she stepped out. Then she did what came naturally. She reached out and placed her hand on the doorknob. She took a deep breath, then opened the door.
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Planet X Pandora
FantasyThis is a story unlike you've ever read before. Some legends have it that three versions of the same power are born once in a lifetime. In times of need they are created. They are spread across the planets, their destinies already written. Now, Chao...