The Lumier Household's Only Daughter

Episode 01

Ice's POV:

"Syntax." I called. It took few seconds before she answered. "Don't you dare." I haven't said anything yet though. "Heeyyy..." I called again cause she blocked me, not allowing her to hear my voice.

"Forgive me ok? I didn't mean to get us grounded. My parents are just overreacting." But there was still no word coming from her. I heaved a huge sigh. This is not getting me anywhere. Other than getting grounded, I even got stolen from another huntsman.

"This is just the worst! Ugh!" I got up and kicked my stuffed toy. Though I immediately picked it up. I could really call myself stupid proudly. Probably insane too.

Flashback...

"How shameful! Aren't you ashamed of yourself Charlotte? Not just getting knocked out from a low grade monster, you even got yourself stolen to. What's more, you got stolen from the enemy's household!" said my mother and my good ol' father is right there clicking his tongue.

"And you syntax! I know you're there listening. How come that there were two of you, how come you failed this mission badly?" she goes all the way blah bla blah blah blah...After that, I ended up here in my bedroom.

End of flashback

"Better than ending up in a clinic." I let out a sigh, walk towards my study table to grab my diary. I need to record everything that happened today. Especially today's mission.

"Recording again?" I heard Synatx's voice. "Finally decided to speak to me now that I'm talking to myself and not to you?" I answered sarcastically. "Well, I don't want another scolding related to you going crazy talking on your own." she answers back. I rolled my eyes and continue writting. I open another page wherein my blank recording paper* was there.

"He had this weird aura around him. I haven't met him before but why does he seem so familiar. Like we were always together?" I paused, looked at the sheet of paper turning black. "Has a black hair which is dark as the night sky and blue eyes like the vast ocean. He had this perfect figure of a man. Just by looking at it, I could say he has 8 packs with him. Talk about a well-built body." I clicked my tongue. 

Just what the hell am I recording?

"Just make it short will ya?" I crossed my eyebrows when I heard her talking again. I turned to look at her hologram based body floating in my bedroom. "You know I'm recording something right?" I asked. "Well rather than recording, I think you're admiring the guy who just stole your target?" I just stared at her blankly and reverted my attention back to what I was doing.

"To make it short." I emphasized the word make and stole a glance at Syntax who's now floating infront of me. "He's handsome but I fucking hate him!" I screamed enough only to be heard in my room and shut my diary close.
I went back to my bed and flopped myself.

I bet he has this manly voice too.

Nahh...Shaking my head, I fell asleep. I hope I would never meet him again. I feel like he's someone I need to keep distance with.

...

"ICE! ICE! ICE! GET UP! GET UP!" I heard Synatx's voice calling me. I rolled over covering my ears with the big pillow I have. So early in the morning and she's nagging already like my mom. But she isn't stopping. If only I could throw a punch right at her! Too bad she doesn't even have a face.

"Will you shut up?" I said with an annoyed tone. "I wish I could but just so you know, I am a computer program with no hands. How could I possibly open the door for your mom who's been knocking at the door multiple times already?" I got up as soon as I heard my mom's voice outside the room.

SH*T!

"Charlotte? Are you there?" I heard her calling simultaneously knocking at my bedroom door. "Coming mother!" I called back. I run towards the door turning its doorknob. "Hi!" I greeted with a smile trying to stop myself from panting heavily.

"It isn't Hi but Good morning." She corrects, emphasizing both words. Jeez, why bother? "Oh...Sorry." I replied beckoning her to come in my room. She waved her hand in declination to my offer saying "Your father has found you a sparring partner. You better not fail this one as well." and she left.

I shut the door and ordered Syntax to prepare my sparring clothes.

"Another one today as well?" She asks as she prepares my clothes. I nodded my head as an answer to her question. I sat down in my bed and grabbed my hairbrush to brush this silly blonde hair of mine. Its length is up until my waist. I haven't found the time to cut it.

There aren't any mirrors in the room for I don't like seeing this unrelated appearance of mine from my parents.

My parents both have this hazelnut colored hair with matching peridot green eyes. Like what faries have. They both look enchated especially this specially feature of them looking young all the time like age or time hasn't affected them.

But me on the other hand, their only daughter, looks too different. Like you could always ask whenever there are family gatherings if I were adopted or whatever that is. Sometimes I wonder, what if I really am adopted.

This snow-blonde like hair and a pair of silver eyes. Who am I? What am I? Was I switched at birth or something? This is totally something I can't be proud of. Aside from having a weird amd different appearance, even my magic is not the same as what they have!

Talk about being their daughter, huh.

They both have this power to cultivate plants and the power to control air/wind. They both have been serving in the military which they both met each other and fell in love. Well, according to Syntax's version but I haven't heard it from them though. But so far, everything about me is different.

I can control ice but I can't use it properly cause maybe I lack the skill which my mom believes that I can still do it, it's just that I'm being lazy. Riiigghhtt. I am part of the military but I can't even properly hold any weapons. Certified Useless Daughter of A Well-known Family known to be Forgotten Because of A curse and Has Been Protecting the Earth for Generations Through Military But is Always Doing it Secretly Since They are Just Gonna be Forgotten.

Now that's a TITLE. I could suggest it for a thesis project.

Talk about being part of a well-known family known to be forgotten. Ugh! I heaved a sigh, got up and got myself all dressed up for sparring. I bet I'm gonna fail again like always. Even though I practiced all the time, I just couldn't get it right. Include me practicing magic despite the fact that it is different from the family's.

I was greeted by the maids that would come across me. They would only say "Good morning Miss, Milady, Princess, and etc." since they'll just forget about it anyways. Same goes for the other members of the family.

I went to the field of flowers, there I saw mom and dad talking to a guy clothed with the standard sparring uniform. A student, eh? Judging from what he's wearing he's probably the one they are referring to.

I saw him bowing plenty of times, I saw my mom smilling, seems like she's assuring him that it's okay or something. I bet he's apologizing for forgetting. Yep. Has to be it. I walked towards them. They all looked at me. I breathed in and handed out my hand.

"How do you do?" I greeted with a smile. He shook my hand and smiled. "Good. I hope to have a good sparring with you."