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'm smacked in the face with the wind, carrying frosty cold particles of snow. It buried the roads, no asphalt can be seen except the white stretch sheet. Sometimes the snowflakes kept me from moving forward, plowing deeper to my aviator jacket. But  I kept running. I didn't dare to slow down.

I inherited my stubbornness from Dad. My legs showed no sign of wearing down. I still have twenty minutes of running before I reach our six months to be demolished building. The place was dark when I arrive. The windows are shut down. The lights are off.

Dad and Lista… it slips from my mind we had a minor disagreement at breakfast today. Because I was out having sex with a girl. My heart sank. After knowing the truth, my mind still can't embrace it. Some part of me tried to fight it back.

I shouldn't have eaten that.