Chapter 1

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I stumbled out from behind the stars, looking down at my creation. The once beautiful planet was falling apart quickly. If only my children knew what they were doing to their planet. I created it to bring peace towards on another, to let them evolve. I was starting to question if I had made the right decision letting my creations evolve past the apes they once were. My sister Luna smiled sadly at me from her Moon, sitting cross-legged, peering at my sad planet. My other brothers and sisters had all successfully created planets, but mine was the only one I had let things evolve and live on. Mine was the only one with true beauty, or, at least it used to.

     I landed softly on in the tall grass of a large field on my beauty-filled planet I had named, Earth and I was her mother. Mother Nature, though I preferred Marana. It was more subtle. I skipped out of the field, letting all my negative thoughts leave my head. 

(And now time for a little detailed thing about Marana I guess!)

     I had mocha coloured skin that glowed in the sunset and curly black hair that sat peacefully on top of my head in a neat afro. My face was dotted with a few freckles and I had bright, earthy eyes. In opinions of many, I was the most beautiful child of the Galaxy, a compliment I guess. I preferred to wear pastel flowed dresses but in New York City, a black leather jacket, a grey AC/DC t-shirt and tight ripped black jean, paired with black and white Converse All Stars and large golden hoop earrings would have to do.

    Roaming the streets of New York as a fifteen-year-old girl was always one of the most dangerous things someone could do. I did the best of my power to make sure ped0phil3s died a slow and painful death. I know it was harsh but they deserved it. 

     It pained me to visit my dying planet. I could hear her cries of pain as humans let toxic gases into the little clean air left. I needed to fix this.

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