The Chosen One

The Chosen One

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I still had questions, "But why am I so special? Why am I wanted?" "You don't need to know that," Alex said. Do they really expect me to leave with them without knowing why? They must be really stupid if they think they are taking me anywhere with telling me everything. I deserve to know why I'm needed, they have no right to keep that information from me. I was getting mad. I have a really short temper. I could feel the air around me getting hot, and I knew they could feel it too. "Either tell me why I'm needed or I'm not going anywhere." Alex looked like he was about to object, but lucky for him, Justin had enough sense to answer my question, "You are the daughter of Queen Amelia and King Cornelius. You are a princess. You have the powers of our leaders combined. You're the most powerful person on Earth." Princess? I am no princess. Just the other day I was getting bullied. Most powerful person on Earth? Hilarious. I know I have powers, but there if there is other people like me that must be more powerful than me. "Me? Princess? Are you high? I'm obviously not a princess. My mother is human. I was born on Earth." "You were born during the war, the king knew you would be a target of the humans, if they found out you were born. So being the good father he is, he gave you to a human he trusted, he knew she would raise you as her own. That woman is who you know as your mother." Justin answered. My life is a lie. I am not who I think I am. People are not who I thought they were. I can't believe this. I thought only things like this happened in stories. "Fiera, who do you choose? The queen or the king?" Alex asked. They were both looking at me expectantly. The queen wanted peace and not to start a war. The king wanted to show the humans that we were not bad but they wouldn't listen. They deserve what the king wanted. The king saved my life. I looked up, "I know who I've chosen."
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The world is screwed up place. Everyone in it just wants peace when it isn't promised to nobody. We work for ourselves to try to improve our ways of life only for someone who has more to take it. Everything is about monetary gain and if you don't got the green you better have a way to survive. Help wont come when you need it. There is no home and having shame is a simple thing of the past. We all tell people to have hope. We tell them that if they work hard enough that change will eventually come and with that change they will find their happy ending. I've watched humans kill for that happy ending. I've committed murder when a tyrant thought to torture the only good thing in this world I have ever found in this fucked up place. Even when I tried to save it, I still lost it. Yeah, you heard right. I am no saint. This world is far from cupcake and t ,rainbows and their isn't not one soul that could tell me different. I have had to fight to survive since the day I lii I broke out of an egg into this world. No one has ever known where I came from and from the moment I got here I've never know any kindness. I have always been the odd one out because I was different. I'm not talking different just because the color of my skin. I'm talking different because when I get well and truly pissed I turn into a vicious monster. I'm not talking a kiddie monster like the one that creeps under your bed while you are sleeping or chooses to hide in your closet. I'm the type that you cant get away from. I travel through space and time. If I want you, I will have you. I have the powers of invisibility on my side, and you will never see me coming. There is no one that can catch me because I can poof away at the drop of a hat. If that doesn't scare you than the thousands of scars on my body and my size definitely will. But who cares about that shit anyway. Looks aren't everything. I am Maximus.

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