PROLOGUE

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Flashback

Year 2190.

"What?!" my father shouts in anger.

"No! Please not my daughter" My mother cries.

I didn't know why my mother was crying or why my father was shouting. I didn't know a damn thing. I was was just licking the petroleum jelly that my mother had bought for me, sitting on her arms. I was two years old then.

We were at the main center, the place where our godmother lives.

My mother taught me to never call out her name because it was considered to be a matter of disrespect, but I knew her name was Scarlett. I had heard my parents talk about her at our home.

"Your daughter is made of the best materials and her features are very beautifully carved. So thats the reason why she has been chosen. Moreover you both must be proud that your daughter is going to be a part of this rich custom." Godmother says in chilling tone.

"But...we have a single child and don't plan to manufacture any more in future,we cannot afford. And we want to live with our daughter." my father says in an attempt to persuade her.

"So who is stopping you both? You can take care of her and watch her grow up more beautiful day by day. All you have to do is to send her in the battle arena of the centre for training , for the next 10 years when she turns eight, and then , when she turns eighteen, she will be of a great service to our world and the history will know her name." Godmother continues.

"Now please don't beg for something that isn't possible. Louis take your partner and your daughter home. And Lisa, take good care of your daughter. "

My mother and father now look at each other and my mother holds me more tightly than before. I really had no idea why they were in such a bad state. I had never seen them like this before.

My parents and I finally come out of the hall where the godmother was sitting. As soon as we get out of the center and towards the entrance gate, a humanoid comes running to us.

"Sir you forgot to take this file" he handed the file to my father.

"What is it ?" my mother asks to that noid.

"She is one of the 10 selected ones. So this file is for those who have been selected for the ritual. The details of the event are given here. Also when she turns eight and starts practising here in the battle arena, all her achievements during that time will be recorded in the file." that noid explains.

"Till then, all you must do as her parents is to record all her strength and weaknesses in the file."

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We reached home. It was situated far away from the centre. There was no noise at all , utter silence and I felt strange. My family was a happy one, the one that usually will be a bit noisy.

My mother sat on the sofa , still grasping me tightly. She didn't speak a word since we came back.

Soon she started to tremble, and my father noticed. I was feeling uncomfortable sitting on my trembling mother's lap and wanted to play around freely in the house, but she did not free me from her hold. My father helped me out.

"Lisa listen, we don't have a choice. We can't deny this truth and there is no escape"

"But Louis, Spectra will die out there. Our daughter will die! The people of Earth are ruthless killers and they just hate our kind! " my mother screams, crying loudly and my dad hugs both of us.

"She won't die. It will be alright. Now please don't panic Lisa" my father softly tries to console.

"Spectra is too fragile and innocent. She won't even suvive a day there. Let alone taking revenge from those gods. And you say that its okay?!" My mother says with a much lower voice than earlier.

"Yes. She will not be fragile then. She will not be killed, she will kill. I will train her to be the best warrior ever known to these two planets."

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