Destiny

Chapter 1- Sent to earth

                What if there was a creepy old guy as the creater of the world? A long white beard, and wore a silk scarf everywhere. He resembeled a mad hippie. His oldest daughter,Marideth the rudest woman I've ever met was married to the most annoying man in space, Joneth. Then his youngest, Scarlett, was always locking herslef in her room reading books. Then of course his wife would have to be so beautiful and put up with his crap. Well exactly that was the truth. The god you're praising to loves to toss rocks at children and commands the soliders around like dogs. 

"Scarlett, Dinner is ready." My mother came in my room holding her long, yet gentle looking dress up to walk down the steps. She looked at me with her tender blue eyes, and smiled so peacfully, I was always happy to call her my mother. She never gave me a reason not to. Yes father technically created her, but he actually did something right for once in his life.

"Is Joneth going to be there again." I mumbled closing my book. The book was filled with various pictures of earth, and its people. Mother had a solider named jones bring it up when they went down last month.

"Oh Darling you know he is. He is you're sister's husband now. You should expect to see him everyday, they are in love after all." She took a seat next to me on my bed and took my book into her hands. 

"Do you like the book?" She asked. I smiled, and nodded.

"How about I get you two this month! What would you like it to be on this time darling?"

I touched my chin thinking. 

" Well Iive seen photo's of everywhere. And read about their cultures and romances. It's actually neat, in the place called america they have weddings. The women where beutiful dresses, and get all dressed up, walk down this eile and exchange what is called vows. Sister didn't do that. I think it'd be really nice to do here. It suppose to be a way of showing ones bound to another."  My mother embraced me tightly laughing. 

"You're so smart. I'll ask your father about this wedding. Maybe we can do one some day. Maybe some change could be good around here."

"But knowing father, he wouldnt allow it. He'd find it loud and annoying." My mother stroked my blonde curls in her fingers and sighed deeply.

"But isn't it better than not trying nothing at all?" I smiled at her words. She was right, it was worth a try after all. I know father is cruel, but maybe he will be kind for once.

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  "The potatoes are cold again!"  Marideth yelled. They will get cold if you dont eat them goodness. They won't magically stay warm on their own. Clementine, the servent, she ran  to maredith's side picking up the plate. "I'll warm it up Madam."  Clementine serves the higher ranks. So my family. She cleans, Dresses, feeds us and does whatever we want. I've never seen it, but she's also trained in combat. So her reflexs are wonderful. But she knows when no to use it, like at this very moment. Maredith, she hits the plate out of Clem's hands and causes the food to cover clem. 

"I've lost my appetite." Meredith got up, Pushing clem out of her way. 

"Oh sweetie, must you waste food like that. What about those poor children on earth you sister told you about." Joneth smirked, and my sister crossed her arms turning to me. How annoying those two are.

"Those stupid humans can just die. I could care less about them and what they want to eat." I watched my sisters eyes turn red, and back to brown while she gazed at me with anger. 

"You kids are so loud. I was trying to sleep even for a few minutes!."  Father walked into the room. You could never tell when he was angry, He would always keep a straight face, But the atmosphere in the room would change suddenly when he walked into the room. You could just tell it was him, I can't explain it, that's just how it is. It creeps me out alot, but I've also grown used to this. Have I ever been scared of him? I've never really thought about it. He did create me, create everything. He has the ability to kill me and everything and destroy it. He has control of a persons life, and future. But why has he never frightned me? I rubbed my head, and stared at my plate. Food still on it,  I haven't eaten any of it. As soon as I picked up my spoon my father swung the table across the room. I sighed getting up from my seat, and standing next to mother.