The sun scorched particularly on a beautiful house, adorned with flowers at every corner. And like any other regular house, this house was found to be in a town. In the town right where Trevor's house was. In the town right where the Lyte had built their school on its outskirts. In the Terminators town also known as T-town. The house was painted totally with a bright, hot pink coloir, and it sparkled as the sun kept shining its light on it.
Some of the sun's light, though, had managed to infiltrate the house through an opened window, located at the upper part of the house. The window to a quite interesting room, with its walls also painted pink. And in it, a quite interesting teenage girl.
Saying that this girl was unbearably beautiful would be the greatest understatement of the century.
It was quite unusual, but this girl had been blessed with beautiful, long, and pink hair that ran swiftly down her neck and over her shoulders. Some of it, though, had covered her left eye. Her right eye though was glassy and still retained the pink colour of her luxurious hair. She slept diagonally on her long bed, which had been wrapped up with a pink bed sheet, and the light rays of the sun, revealed her shining and glowing skin, like a sparkling clean river, found mostly in forests. Her perfectly shaped lips were naturally pink.
This girl was none other done, Olivia's daughter. One look at her, and anyone who knew Olivia, would be able to tell that she was the daughter of Olivia. She'd gotten too many of her mother's traits, and she looked like the exact replica of her mother during the time that Olivia was her age.
The beeping of a blowing car horn from the streets was enough to get her moving. She stretched on the bed and yawned; then, at once, she opened her eyes. She raised herself from the bed and sat up straight. She stroked her hair to the sides of her face and sighed.
"Why this sun?!" She said angrily, rising to her feet.
She walked over to the window and closed it. Then, she stopped and smirked.
"Hmm. I smell something nice."
She quickly turned and excitedly walked out of her room. She descended the stairs and walked towards the kitchen. When she got there, there was Olivia, cooking up something.
"Working up your kitchen magics eh?" She said with a warm smile.
"Oh good morning Olivia." Olivia greeted.
Well, it was obvious Olivia would name her daughter after her. Olivia was named Olivia, and so was her mother, her grandmother, and so on. It was the one thing that remained constant in the family.
"So what's cooking?" Olivia asked her mother.
"Oh, it's just noodles." Olivia answered with a smile "Speaking of cooking, I need you to get to the T-market."
"Mom! I just woke up."
"It's 10." Olivia said, with her arms folded "I've spoken to you about waking up late, and you haven't been listening."
A little boy, perhaps by the age of 9, suddenly ran past Olivia, mimicking the sound of an aeroplane as he lifted a toy aeroplane up with his arms. He'd a short yellow hair, with some brown strands at the sides.
"Kenneth, stop running around. You'll hurt yourself!" Olivia yelled with a sigh "Anyway, Olivia, I just need you to buy chi spices. We ran out of them."
"Those things aren't nice anyway, why d'you like em so much." Olivia said, with a frustrated groan, as she walked away.
"I told you. It increases our Terminating energy." Her mother said.
"You're going to the T-market?" Kenneth asked Olivia, and Olivia answered with a nod "I wanna go."
"No, you're not coming." Olivia said, with a sigh "Mom, just wait for me to go do my stuff. Gosh, I've not even combed my hair. How is pink hair in our family anyway? I hear it's not natural."

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Lyrax Terminators 2
General FictionWith Tyler's sacrifice came a new and a better world. A World where Terminators were accepted in society. However, most of the Lyraxes that survived the war scattered across the world, wreaking havoc wherever they went. As a result, Lyte had to be r...