My lips were long past dried from the deadly winter. It was supposed to not start for a couple more months. All prophecies have failed this town. No one travels in or out now, due to the fact you can't see past your hand stretched out.
Many call us homeless, lost, or just stupid. We prefer 'The Forgotten.' We have lived in this town for a lot of our lives, many of us joining at young ages. I have been here for almost 9 years, I guess that would make me 17.
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I looked out my window trying to make out the figures standing in the distance. I brush my hand over the frost that had built up on the thick glass. There seems to be 4 men talking with no coats or any form of warmth. Are they insane?! I focus on the tallest one, he looks the weirdest of them all.
He has white hair that seems to play with the snowflakes that fall. His eyes were a blue that can only be described with a new color coding.
He was one of them.
When I was a little girl they would tell stories of a group called 'The Forgotten.' They protected this town like the only flower left in the world. They had one battle with the North wind's army before they were savagely slaughtered, every last one of them.
Except him.
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I talk to them like they are civilized men, agreeing to the terms on which they read. We have worked with royal family but they want whats left of us removed. I don't care much at all this whole town can fall.
I notice a light in the corner of my eye. The men leave and I decide to follow it. Who would be up at this hour? I use my magic and appear outside the window that blinded me to see a face as pale as the moon.
She screams in shock, I didn't expect anything less. I open up her window letting all the wind in.
"Who are you?" I ask while she stumbles on the ground.
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I know he wont hurt me, he can't right? I slowly pick myself up and sit on my bed like a lady.
He asks again.
" My name is Aleta." I almost whisper.
He chuckles to himself while slowly walking towards me. His cheekbones sharp, his eyes cold, and with his body tall he draws closer.
" Some call me Zander... But what does it matter a name is just a pointless thing to hold on to." He says
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I may be a "hero" but that doesn't mean I am good. I know my intentions aren't for the right reasons, I am just pissed. My mind needs to be released of this stupid agreement to leave. What a better way than to use this girl?
She looks scared. They always do. Most don't understand me at all. I like it that way, then nobody can get inside my mind.
"Hey it's okay, I am not gonna hurt you." I touch her hand with mine. This is a sign of empathy humans use with their bodies. I learned from observing, used to my advantage when I need it.
"G--et away fr-rom me!" she stutters. What a child.
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" I told you I am not going to hurt you, you useless human!" He screams at me. His hands grab mine and he pins me on the bed. I try to scream but all that comes out are quivered breaths. He starts to kiss my neck slowly making me lose all senses. But I can't let this happen.
I scream as hard as I can.
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What the hell am I doing? This isn't me.
I am a monster.
I look at her underneath me, tears running down her eyes.
What am I?
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Everyone has been disappointed.
When we were kids we believed in something or someone and it ended up turning on us.
So here we all are.
The forgotten.
Welcome. They thought we wouldn't survive, but here we are.
-Boy
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