For years there has been great unease between the two tribes that have ruled over the world for centuries. There names have long been forgotten, along with there original purpose. The only purpose they had now was to vanquish the other tribe by any means necessary. One tribe has gone without its customary rulers for two and a half decades, due to the leader of the other tribe stealing their lives away the day they were born. Yet a single mistake was all it took to instill hope for the ruler deprived tribe, though they did not yet know it. The coming of their destined rulers fifteenth birthdays came with the awakening of their powers. Powers forgotten in the seemingly long quarter of a century they were missing. Now these eight teens were trying to find themselves, while trying to stay alive. I OWN THIS. IT IS MINE. I CLAIM IT. DO NOT STEAL OR EVEN THINK ABOUT STEALING. IF YOU WISH TO WRITE ANYTHING ABOUT THIS PARTICULAR STORY (FANFICTION THE USUAL BLAH) CONSULT ME, MYSELF, OR I.