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 closed my eyes and call out Sam's name in my head. Hoping he can hear me. I know it's impossible. I know it's ridiculous. But what choice do I have? What am I supposed to do? I don't have my blessing.

It was removed from me. I have no magical shadows crawling in my veins. Pente wants me to learn a lesson. And I don't have any idea what. I hate cryptic messages. I'm stupid. I'm not smart enough to decipher what he wants to say.

I only know he was too damn hard to understand. He said I should treasure life. Isn't that what I've been doing? I was reluctant to let Magnus kill Dad. Look where it got us. I was a fool for falling into a woman's charm, how does that play for me now?

So many questions unanswered. So many puzzle pieces still unplaced in its proper position. I want to scream at the Death god to save Sam. I don't have the power to bring the dead back to life.

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