Outlier

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Mystic woke up to a banging on her door. "Yes?" Mystic said, half awake. "Her majesty has requested you get ready for Prince Able's coronation," the maid said. "Ok, thank you!" "No problem, your majesty!" The maid walked away.

'That girl is so nice. Prince Able just yelled at me when I told him,' the maid thought walking away.

Mystic got out of bed and headed towards her closet. She picked out a beautiful, floor length gown with blue and gold intricates on it. She fixed her hair, but decided against the fake dragon accessories. She wanted to stand out. Her parents already hate her, what else could she do to make them hate her more.

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She looked at the clock, 'one hour till absolute boredom,' she thought to herself. Mystic would just sit and watch her brother take the crown that was supposed to be her's.

A knock at the door interrupted these thoughts, "your majesty, the queen and king want you in the ballroom." Mystic opened the door, "thank you for telling me!" Mystic said as she walked out of her room.

Mystic walked the halls to the ballroom, 'hell is about to begin,' thought Mystic. Mystic walked into the ballroom, her parents and brother waiting by the thrones. "There's the brat. You take so long!" Her brother yelled across the room as Mystic walked towards them. "You aren't wearing your accessories. Only if you had been born with them, this would have been your coronation," her mother cackled. "Let's go outside dear! The guests have arrived," Mystic's father said to her brother and mother. They all walked out, Mystic following a little behind them.

When they reached the traditional tree Mystic's father, King Harold, and Mystic's mother, Queen Acantha, stepped on the stage on the tree. Able stood behind the tree, waiting to be called up. While Mystic stood behind her parents on the stage, the guests started to crowd around.

"Everyone," King Harold said loudly. "Today is the day my son, Prince Able, takes the throne for the rest of his days." Able walked on stage while everyone cheered.

"Today our family line continues with my son! He will lead this kingdom with honor and passion. He will be the next king." Everyone cheered louder. "I will protect the kingdom with my life, my powers will cast out our enemies," Able looked at Mystic, "and put forth a new future!" "Now, enhance your powers, and take forth the crown," Harold said as he was handed the crown. Able ignited his powers, a cloud of orange smoke bundled around him. After his powers were done, his father grabbed the crown.

As tradition goes, the crown will float onto the new ruler's head. "My son, you will be amazing!" Her father let the crown float in between his son and himself, waiting for it to go on his head.

The crown started to move, but away from Able. The crown zipped past both the prince and the king and landed straight onto the new ruler's head, Mystic. Mystic was astonished. Just before she could say anything, a cloud of gold and blue swarmed her. After the smoke cleared, everyone was speechless. "What!?" her brother screamed. "That's not possible," her father said. Harold started to walk towards Mystic. "Don't touch me!" Mystic screamed, finding a voice she never thought she had. "Give me back my crown," her brother screamed and jumped to tackle Mystic. Mystic, however, made him float in thin air and threw him off the stage. "Anyone else?" Mystic said in a deep threatening tone. Mystic snapped out of whatever trance she was in, but when she did she was so astonished she couldn't move. "You are a disgrace. Give me the crown," her mother yelled at her and tried to grab the crown off her head, but it wouldn't budge. "No, no, no. You're a mistake, why would you be the next ruler," her mother screamed.

One thing I forgot to mention is, when the crown finds the true next ruler, no one but the ruler can take off the crown. Not even the past generations of royalty. The only way the crown can be taken off by someone else... is to kill the current ruler

"Guards!" Harold yelled, "kill her." The guards gathered around Mystic, ready to attack. Mystic became aware that her life was in danger, she found a new strength in her she never thought was there. She activated yet another one of her new powers, telekinesis. She made the guards float and ran for the hills. She didn't know where she was running, but she knew why she was running, to save her life. After running for hours, Mystic passed out.