Rule #1 of Earth, I am forbidden from interfering with anything that happens on this planet.
Rule #2 of Earth, I am forbidden from reproducing with Mortals. (Dating is aloud)
Rule #3 of Earth, I am forbidden from telling anyone who I really am, not that anyone would believe me.
Three very simple rules my mother, the Galaxy, created for me, all of which have been broken many times, but to be fair, they were very adorable Mortals and I had twin daughters with one of them, like, eight hundred years ago, so for all I know, that bloodline could be gone and I only told one person who I really was, but we'll come back to that later.
The busy streets of New York were sort of overwhelming, seeing the sea of people that stood before me made me queasy, which is ironic considering I live among the billions of stars. I sucked in a deep breath and strode into the tsunami of people. The loud blare of car horns from the evening traffic was hurting my ears and I had already been cat-called twice. What happened to my planet. The thought of what my siblings had said found it's way to the front of my brain 'giving those Mortals your planet was a huge mistake Gaea.' They had said, over and over and over again, I could hear my heart pounding in my ears, my breaths became shallow and my vision went blurry. I tripped over something, probably someone's foot, landing on the hard concrete sidewalk. I curled up into a ball, not bothering to get up from where I was. I was ready to die. Muffled voices screamed around me and I lied in the middle of the wide sidewalk, people started going around me or crouching down beside me, trying to get me to talk. I sat up, hugging my knees to my chest, sniffling. I could feel the tear welling in my eyes, but I refused to let them escape in front of all these Mortals. "Clear out!" Was what caught my attention, my head shot up like an arrow to see a man or a boy -- I couldn't tell -- wearing a red suit with a spider on the front run towards me.
He pulled me to my feet and wrapped a protective arm around my shoulder, steering me out of the chaos, I could feel how tense he was with all the eyes looking at him. "Thank you," I whispered to the mystery man. He nodded curtly before taking his arm off my shoulder, shooting webs out of, well, wherever he shot them out of. I smiled gently from the kindness of the man in the onesie. A Mortal had just saved my life.
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Mother Earth
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