It was the Dragonborn's destiny to kill the World Eater. Or was it? Just because of some prophecy- it didn't mean that it was the right thing to do. The world was already in chaos, why not let it be reborn? Irethiel is one of the few who believe that maybe things don't have to work out how they've been told. -May become mature in later chapters, but I'll put a warning- P.s. I'm bad at names for chapters and the title of the story. I'll probably come up with something better at a later date.

"Jadelynn Genevieve Berkshire! That's it! I've had it with you and your stints. I'm sending you to live with your father!" my mother had yelled. I had shrugged and said "Whatever." I mean, how many times had she said that? No matter what I did, she never actually sent me to live with my father, until now. I guess using a fake identity to bypass airport security (which my aspiring artist/hacker of a best friend, Cleo, made) to sneak onto One Direction's jet (well actually I got onto the wrong one) to meet Harry Styles and Zayn Malik and being arrested in Australia is the last straw. Oh and did I mention that I was supposed to be attending my Cotillion? Anyways, I didn't really think it through, so now I'm off to live with my father who I haven't seen in 14 years, 11 months and 15 days, but who's counting? Will I be the good perfect little daughter? Hell no. I'm perfectly bad. (NOT a 1D fanfic! Seriously, they're not even in the book, AT ALL!) © 2012 Fantita Kay. All rights reserved. NOTE: Rated PG-13 for swearing, occasional alcohol references and questionable attitudes. Cover image is of Hayden Panettiere, and is not my own. No copyright infringement intended.