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

"Please hurry." She said urgently.

"Where are you?" A mob of skully warriors with rifles and clanking armors meet us at the center of the dark tunnel. I looked behind me. Found twice their number staggering to trap us in the area.

"So eager to die, I see." I said. My fingers flexing. My shadows dancing from my palm to my arms.

"Are you still there? Alpha Beast? Hello?" Magnus is furiously tapping his temples. Still nothing from fake Seven. I can only hear high pitch ringing sound. The skully warriors pointed their rifles at us. What a timing.

Static came in and her muffled voice went through. "Magnus?"

"Yeah, I'm here." He said. Skully warriors chose that time to mow us with bullets. I stretch my shadows to form a shield wall around us. Preventing their ammos to get through. Each bullet suspended in dead black air.

"What the –" Magnus stared, mouth agape.

"What did Alpha Beast say? Where is she?"

Shadow bullet flipping technique