The Knightblood.

The Knightblood.

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My name is Xenia im 23 years old I've always been hidden to the world for a while, its mostly cause I have Nightblood in me but my father always said it was like I was born a Knight cause how much strength and how much damage I could take and how quick I healed it was very different then any normal person. Being this why made my mother and Father sent my older brother to take me away and hide me for as long as he could. its been years now, just me and my brother Arlo we had run in with a few people but they just let us be. Sometimes we had to kill a few then leave that area quick, that was in till a ship fell from the sky with people in it making all other grounders start coming our way to investigate, what made it weird was they even speak there own language.. my people well were my family was from only spoke German. But my brother learned to speak English so he taught me. it seems my life has gotten stranger as these people find me and my brother.
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New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.

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