The Spaces Between Coordinates
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  • Reads 484
  • Votes 86
  • Parts 23
  • Time 2h 24m
Ongoing, First published Aug 25, 2021
DISCLAIMER: This story is the redrafted and republishment of my first story Coordinates.

THEA. THEA is the concentration of aptitude from memory, mathematics and estimation. It is a form of energy that creates memory slots as coordinates all over the world and across space. It allows people to travel "anywhere" and "everywhere" as long as people are generating it. The concept of THEA, which is basically the concept of thought, was discovered to stem mostly from anxiety. For as long as a living being is capable of a thought process, THEA is released into a subspace in the network of coordinates all over the world. Generally, anyone who is proficient with memory retention, numbers and probabilities has lots of potential to be a highly capable user of THEA.

Our story precedes five million years worth of evolution prior to the discovery of THEA. The protagonist teenager, Anastasia, embarking on a mission to the reason behind her mother's death and her last wish for her to attend a school. A school for gifted individuals. Trained to be an assassin from a young age Anastasia leaves no room for ill judgement or unnecessary action but as time progresses, she begins to learn anew what it means to live for yourself and to live for others
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I knew there was always something special about me. I knew I was different from all the other girls. I could feel things before they actually happened, hear things nobody else could. I wasn't normal, there was just something there. In no way though, had I expected to be told that not, was I only half human, but 50% angel, and not an angel of heaven. A fallen angel, damned, yet given a second chance to make things right, to be rescued before taking the wrong turn in my life that shamed me from my existence in heaven. Only problem, someone wants me to stay damned, to never become the angel I was meant to be. They'll stop at nothing to kill me, plus I have no clue what exactly I'm fighting against and on top of it all I am nothing without my locket. My locket is my true source of power, it's what kept me alive that terrible night.