phoenixhyperion

**READ ME**

THIS BOOK WILL BE UNDER REVISION.

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My name? Lance Augustus
Age? 15
Nickname? Five. 
Why they call me that? Because the mark tells us so. 
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"Don't be stupid, steer out of trouble, and whatever happens, stay alive." 

I really don't know why Dad always repeat those words to me everyday. I take heed of his words. Play by his rules, never dared to go against him except if it's extremely necessary.

He's all that I need to get by. Our life was ordinary. Everything was perfectly fine, perfectly normal, just an everyday routine we get used to live. But then this guy calling himself 'The Seeker' came... And he start making a mess out of my life. 

He said I have powers. - Who believe that crap?
He said I have extraordinary abilities. - Cool! I want to be Superman.
He said I was chosen. - Who? The god of newbie bullies? 
The mark of five imprinted deep into my skin proves that I am one of the TWELVE. - You sure it's not a tattoo? I firmly believe it's a tattoo. 

I never believe him. I drove him out. I did not listen. I wish I did. Maybe he could have help me. Maybe he could have save me from the trouble of falling right into their trap. I know nothing. Because of my stubbornness I lost everything. So now I'm all alone. But she stretch her hand to me. She gave me hope. She invited me to come. And I did. 

So our search began. For the remaining TEN.
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They called me FIVE

I watch her lips moving. Her high pitched voice cackling into laughter. But none of it is registering in my brain. I'm having trouble breathing. Anger is surging through my veins. The black liquid is flowing all over my muscles.

And then I saw it. The black shadow dancing like black flies around my fist. It started from one hand, then the other one sparks in black dust like shadow. At that moment, Meira stops talking. For the first time, I saw a change in the burly twins expression. It wasn't anger or annoyance… it was fear.

Other people who have roughly the same size come pouring out in the store. I clench my fist. The shadow swirling in my hand intensified.

"Get him." Meira's orders were cold and clear. I try not to think of any lingering emotion from her. I once fancied you. And this is how you repay me. By betrayal.

Break the glass walls like how action stars did.