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Chris' pov
I woke up in my bed with a creepy feeling washing over me. I looked to the left and saw Michael sitting on a chair reading a book. I scoffed, "What are you doing here angel?" He gave me a look and continued reading, "I believe I was watching over you Christopher." I growled, "Just Chris, Angel. Not Christopher." "Then I believe it would be fair if you call me by my name then." I got up, "Sorry about that Michael. I had bad experiences with angels before." He nodded, "Fair enough Chris." I shivered, 'I like the way my name sounds when he says it.' He smiled, "I can say it more often if you like." I growled again, "Get out of my head Michael." He laughed while I walked out of the room and down the stairs. 'I hate angels.' I walked into the kitchen and saw Elisian. "How are you feeling Chris?" He looked over at me expecting an answer. "Annoyed." "Why?" "Because I'm here," Michael walked in. I groaned and rubbed my temples. "Another headache Chris?" Dad looked at me. "This one is worse though," I slowly guided myself to the ground and tucked my knees to my chest with my head between my legs. Dad and Michael looked at me with concern in their eyes."I will be right back Chris I will go grab my book," dad then left the room. Michael looked at me, "These happen often?" "What do you think." "They are not normal." "I know that." "I mean there are caused by another presence." "I know that." He looked at me surprised, "Then why doesn't the Keeper know?" "He has a hunch about it, but I just denied it." "Why?" "Maybe I want to be evil. The headaches are because the darkness is trying to get me to give up." "My aunt does know how to get to people." "We finally agree on something then. I choose not to be evil because like your father, I have faith and hope for humanity. I don't like the wars. I don't like the way people are treated. I believe that humanity can change. That is why I am not evil." I whimpered, the headache got worse. Michael walked over to me, knelt and put his hand on my temple. I started to fall asleep. 'Huh he is helpful."
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Elenia
FantasyAn ancient power that should be long gone, but it flows through the blood of one special kid. All Christopher wants is to have a normal human life. He would have one if he was human. Chris is the last of his kind. The ancient power does have a name...
