Shingle Snaps

We're old. Like 3000 years old. We've seen it all from the birth of Jesus to the War if the roses. All. Of. It.

We have seen things no human has seen... Well we aren't humans... Not really.

I don't have any friends you see, so well I'm hoping you can learn to understand me. But then you don't want to know me. I'm evil. Let me rephrase that - I'm meant to be evil, threatening the existence of human kind. It was what I was born to do... I hate it. There's only eight of us left; my grandfather, my aunt and uncle , their three children, and me. And I you can count, you will have noticed that i have only mentioned seven. The eighth is.. Erm... We have no idea where my grandmother is.

So I'll take you back. To the start. The birth of me; Georgiana Athena Shingle.

Strange name these day hu? But thousands if years ago it was a name of Determination (Georgiana), Beauty (Athena) and Evil (Shingle). People feared me by my name. At first I enjoyed the thrill of evil, the times where my grandad was at his strongest and my grandmother was at his side - queen of our race. But the best part if those times - My parents were alive.

My parents weren't evil. They were ashamed of it. Mother was punished by grandfather and grandmother for hating it. My mother fell in love. They both campaigned against the cruelty, but it was a big mistake. As my grandparents were rulers of the land - well they murdered them for the highest treason. No person in their right mind would kill their child... But their minds were driven by hatred. I don't hate them for it, not now anyway. I know they can't help it.

Please read on. I don't want to be shut out without a second chance. No one so far, has looked at me for who I am but, for what I was born to do. I will show you I'm not one of them. I am not a shingle snap.