The Impossible

The Impossible

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I stared at her in shock. "How-?" I couldn't bring myself to finish. This couldn't be real. I had to be dreaming. Because this was impossible. /*\*/*\ Victor Olin is a loner. He lives alone, eats alone, and certainly sleeps alone. Why bother spending time with others when he can never fall in love? In a world where his entire family, his 2 sisters and his brother, have managed to find their soulmates, he has no one. Victor is a Seer. And the high powered form of the gift that makes him one happens only because, -as a newsoul- he is incomplete. He has no soul mate. And though he has never told anyone, he is desperately lonely. As a Warrior of the Kovoi, a fierce fighter, and as his mother's son, he is feared by many across the United Territories. Because he was gifted with Sight, a gift that allows one to see past, present, and future and will ultimately drive him mad, even other knights avoid him. Raised by his oldest sister since his parents deaths, just after he turned 9, he has no one with the Sight to guide him but his uncle, whose gift has already maddened him. But when he is called down to the Order's prison cells to confront a problem the Council thinks only he can solve, he finds a woman brainwashed and trained to kill by a merciless adversary who had been dead for almost fifteen years: Narrissa Yew, a general in the former Solen Army, who had, at one point, turned his mother into her trained and deadly assassin. But Victor feels drawn to this strange woman, and not just because of her shared past with his long dead mother. Who is she? Why is she here? Where did she come from? And what will Victor do when he finds out that the simple truths he's believed all his life might have been lies the whole time? Follow Victor's story as, through many confusing twists and turns, betrayals, lies, and truths, he finds that nothing is impossible. This's a short story from a series I've been writing called The Kovoi Chronicles, & is my original idea.
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Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.

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