Hey angels I'm back!! Wow half a hundred views!!!! I'm so stoked I thank you guys all from the bottom of my heart ❤ I hope that my story is at least a tiny bit enjoyable for some if not all. Anyways I wanted to say that I've had some time to think during this whole quarantine has made me realize a bunch of things about myself and those around me and it took some time to deal with some of the things that were going on in my life. I hope that everyone is staying safe and healthy now back to where we left off!!
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"Hey Olympia will you come down from that damn tree already? You've been up there all morning and skipped breakfast! Besides you wanted to know more about what it is we do so get your ass down here!"
The tall, black haired and purple eyed man shouted. Olympia was up in a tree looking out into the blend of orange and reds of the sky due to the setting sun. The young pillar never liked hanging around anyone after she saw her parents death.
"Save the lessons for when they matter Trix, I'm currently at peace and I wish for it to stay that way thank you very much."
Olympia's icy glare bored into the built man's purple orbs, threatening him to walk away before she killed him again.
The black haired man shook his head and dissapeared from his spot only to reappear in front of Olympia with his arms crossed. The white haired pillar gave an angered scowl and stood up, her eyes glowing a brighter gold than before while the whites of her eyes turned black.
"Alright calm down honey! How about I tell you everything hmm? Maybe then you can get to know us better."
Trix let out a little chuckle before bringing Olympia into a hug by the waist. Her scowl deepened as she pushed him off the tree and watched him fall. He dissapeared once more which caused Olympia so roll her eyes in disappointment.
"Alright fine if you wanna listen to yourself speak then be my guest but don't expect me to be awake when you finish you damn fox"
Olympia crossed her arms over her chest and spun around on her heels, walking over to the trunk and sitting down comfortably as she was before. The purple eyed man appeared right beside her and sat down as well, bringing Olympia's head onto his shoulder to rest there while he spoke.
"Alright so we're all made pillars differently I'd assume you know." He said, earning a growl from the woman beside him. He chuckled before heaving a sigh.
"Brock was made into a Pillar because he risked his life to save his wife and children back in Nedoria. Rosanne became a Pillar because of her selfishness. Dara became a Pillar because of her selflessness. I became a Pillar because I tricked someone into doing the right thing."
He explained, his words reaching Olympia's however there was one question she couldn't figure out.
"So what the hell happened to me? Why did I become one of you guys?"
Trix chuckled and gently flicked her forehead.
"You, my dear, became a Pillar because of death. You see the one who gave us these gifts saw how your eyes were tainted with the death of your parents. She knew you would do great things Olympia."
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Pentagon
Fantasy*I changed the title!!!!* A world where the free are those who dictate and the prisoners are those who are living. The unseen evil protectors of the five countries who hold the world in their grasp. What happens when the once bright and hopeful yet...