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

My consciousness went back on when they hauled me inside the van. My hands were heavily chained together with my feet. The driver is beating the red light. Every few second my butt float off the seat.

My Dad is sitting at my right. Lista on the left, and another skull warrior at his side.  Even now, my Dad..being an Auf hasn't finally sink in. And Lista, an enemy, a Faery, I still look for the traces of the him who trained me with the Beasts at night.

I'm still not ready to accept the truth. My only family…and my second most trusted person.. betrayed me like this. I bought their stories. I bought their dramas. I grit my teeth. Seven was right. Magnus was right. I was foolish.

You brought your own downfall by constantly being stupid.