The several past months flew by as I trained and became stronger. Amber and i became closer as we trained together but Blake is still pretty cold. The first thing he said to me was just last week yet it was only a simple hi. The stranger was said to be my mother. Total lie. She looks nothing like me. Only her hair. Her name isn't the same as mine like it should be if she was my mother. These months have been a waste. I walk into Mrs. B's house and sit beside her. She responds with glowing eyes and heavy aura. "Hello Mrs. Blossom. I have some news" Her voice was unearthly instead of sweet it was replaced with someone else... someone superhuman. She was pale. I look her up and down. Wait... she's not touching the ground. As i back away and slowly turn the knob on the door behind me I realize it's locked. "Don't try my patience missy. Sit down and listen to what I need to tell you." The voice hissed like a snake. I checked the room to see if there was an actual snake and that it was just my imagination. I needed to get out of here but injuring myself would be critical to my survival. I could feel how powerful she was because her aura grows even heavier with power by the second. For now all I can do is sit down and obey what she says. "I have said a prophecy that you haven't yet heard. I am no Oracle or anything of your business. I am only here to tell you what you need to know and what to prepare for." I slowly let my guard down as her voice softens. "You are supposed to be the queen of a new generation. If you prepare for it you'll gain. If you do not... they'll be a choice." It didn't sink in, At all, Instead I burst out laughing and find myself being hissed at again. "You fool! This isn't a situation to be laughing about! If I were your parents I would've never created a creature like you to begin with!" I felt as if someone just slapped me. "Tell me about my parents, stranger!" The one taking over Mrs. B seemed more ghostly now. "I said to much. Goodbye Mrs Blossom." Every trace of the one who possessed Mrs. B disappeared as she fell to the ground. I picked her up and laid her in bed then left the house. The prisoner probably knows something about my parents.
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Left alone
FantasyBlossom, a young girl, born with blue hair is an outcast. When the world is starting to come to an end she leaves her city and home behind to live in an underground town with a boy her age, a wise elderly woman, and a couple of others. The wise woma...
