Thrashing around my quarters, I picked up the stone my mother had given me. Holding it tightly in my grasp, I trudged around my room aimlessly. Knocking over bookshelves with learning books and novels I keep to seem intelligent. Opening up my hand, I saw the deep engraving on the stone. "Felix," it said. Sadly, Felix means happy or lucky, and I am neither. Why couldn't my parents have named me North? Which means number one, or he who excels. Before I could clean up my quarters, North swung open the door.
"Knock much?" I said sarcastically. He smiled at me.
"Clean much?" he said, and sat in the only chair that wasn't messy next to my desk. "I need help."
"With what?" I said.
"They say," he said. "That there was a child born between us and the... Others. I need a team of people to find the person on Earth and bring him or her to me so I can end their power."
"Who else have you picked?" I asked.
"Curtis," he said, and I snarled and started laughing nervously.
"You think I want to go with that hatchling?" I said.
"No, but you need to," he said. "If you succeed, you will be greater than I am." As if he was so great, I'm sure that I could be greater than him without this stupid quest. Could I?
"When do we go?" I asked reluctantly.
"A week from now," he said.
I nodded and he went out of my room as quickly as he barged in. I sat down at my desk and grabbed the teacup on the top of the desk.
"One week," I said. "One week to end the hatchling."
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FantasyIn a land where winged people soar above the earth and scaled humanoids roam the waters, a young woman finds herself caught in between a war no humans know exist. Meanwhile, a man must find the person who killed his father. But when he finds them, w...
