Alone Forever: The Infinity Darkness of Paradox

Part One: The New Girl

Hello, I'm writing this because I'm absolutely desperate to make it out of high school, and I need someone to let my stress out to.

First off, you need to know my name. I wasn't given a name at birth, because my parents hated me. In fact, as a kid, I didn't even know what names were. But one day, I had a dream. In that dream, a guardian angel spoke to me, stating, "My dearest Angylamythyst, you are destined to be a great hero. You must save the world from an evil prince, but you will lose everything in the process. Your friends, love, family... everything. You and only you will be able to bear these burdens." And so my dream concluded with me gaining my new name, Angylamothyst. I knew what I had to do. Not like I have any choice though.

Fast forward to today. Today was my first day at Destiny High, a school for absolutely normal people. It was a rainy day; and yet, I didn't seem to get any of my clothes or body wet. I looked into a puddle in the ground, observing my body. Hourglass hips drew attention to my designer red dress, which was laced in gold. From under this dress came a fox tail, something that I was cursed with at birth. My slender legs led to my sleek feet, which balanced perfectly on my black heels. My shirt was black and sparkly, which drew attention away from my decent chest. My arms were unusually thin and narrow, leading to my hands; which had been painted into the various works of famous artists (by me). My hair was painted navy-blue, although there was a golden streak in it, since I was naturally born that way. It almost completely covered my gold necklace, which was worth around a hundred dollars. My eyes were the soul of the moon, a perfect white by any standards. God, why did I have to be so ugly?

I nervously tugged my jean-colored bag onto my shoulders and marched in. "I'll be fine," I said to myself. "Nobody will hate me, I'm sure." It was then that I accidentally bumped into the prettiest girl in the school, who was apparently goth.

She turned around and started screaming at me, "Ugh, what the f-ck! I hate you! Oh my god, what the heck is your problem? You piece of garbage!"

I looked her straight in the eye and said, "Oh, so I'm a piece of garbage?" Then I pushed her backwards, forcing her to fall into a bucket of trash. "It looks like you're the one in the trash." Everyone then started pointing at her and laughing, chanting my name in unison. That is, until the principal comes walking over.

The principal shakes his head and looks at the goth girl. "Bexa," he said, "You know we don't take kind to bullying here. You're suspended for two weeks. And new student," he said, turning to me, "You can't go around pushing people. Since you're new here, you only get one day of detention today."

"But Mr. Principal," I replied, "I didn't start it!"

"It doesn't matter," he said. "Don't make it two detentions.

I sighed and shook my head, deciding to disappear into the crowd. As I was making my way to my first class, I ended up bumping into this guy. Well, he was more like a wall. His muscles were ripped, as were his jeans. He had perfect teeth, blue eyes, muscles, and black hair. He looked to me and said, "Oh, hi."

Deciding I was too nervous to reply normally, I said, "O-oh, hi..." I twirled my navy hair in my finger, catching the golden lock I had. "I didn't mean to bump into you."

"It's fine," he said. "I was just finishing off my fireman's class. I got accepted after I saved twenty people from a fire in a freak accident. If you need to get to know anybody, I'm your guy."

"A-and your name is?"

"I'm Danny. By the way, I'm never going to hit on you and will be your friend forever. So, what makes you interesting? After all, I'm the guy people go to for these kinds of things. It would help me a lot to know."

Seeing right through his intentions, I snapped, "You know, women are more than s-x objects." But, getting the moment of PTSD I get from remembering my childhood, I started crying. "I-... I'm sorry."

Danny was suddenly coercing me to tell my story. "Oh, I didn't mean to make you cry-"

"No, it's okay," I said. "When I was born, my father thought I was a demon, because my mother died giving birth to me. So he tried to force me to marry somebody I didn't want to when I was 3. I didn't want this to happen, so I ran away from home. I ended up getting adopted by a mad scientist in a genetic research facility, who performed cruel experiments on me day and night. He would wake me up at certain times of day and subject me to intense pain in order to see how I would react. He even cut off my arm, just to see what would happen. I ended up getting it replaced with a robot arm, though," as I pointed to my perfectly functional robot hand. "It makes me stronger and works just like a normal one, but... it just isn't the same. He also injected me with fox DNA, making me part fox," as I pointed to my fox tails and ears. "It's terrible living like this, since everyone thinks I'm a monster because of it. Also, everyone hated me and beat me when I was in the lab. It was only after I escaped here that I became a child who lived alone, roaming from city to city. People hated me and it was hard to get by, but somehow I managed to get along. I then decided to live at a mysterious cave, where a mean cultist would beat me every day.

"But I knew I was destined to go there. As I was sleeping there, I slowly gained premonitions as to who I was. I was the daughter of Snape and Zeus, and sister to Katy Perry. It was terrible. I also learned that I was part of some great plan to save the world, but I would lose everything when I did. Also, the premonitions gave me mania, so I can't use my legs anymore," I said, pointing to my limp legs. "Also, I have amnesia.

"I'm AmgysAmothosy, by the way."

"Wow," Danny said. "Must be rough. I really admire you. Also, in the platonic way, I think you're hot and want to go on a date with you. Platonically, of course."

"Oh, okay," I said, blushing. "What's your first class?"

"Math," he said.

"Just math?"

"Yep."

"Me, too!" I replied eagerly. The bell rung. "Oh no, are we late for class?"

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