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

"Magnus where are they?" My blood is pumping at my ears.

Magnus fist clench. "I don't know." His voice hardens. "They separated us." He spat.

My body is trembling all over. My eyes traveled at his neck then to his chest. He had the same blue crystal shard sticking out of his chest. And blood pooled down to his torso. He noticed me paling.

"Magnu-" he raised his hands to stop me.

"This is nothing. I won't die for this. It's the same with you right? Will you die just because an ugly glowing crystal is piercing your arm?"

I shake my head. He nods. "Thought so."

I push my body forward. And that made me almost black out. Too glad I was able to balance myself. To hell with the pain. I need to get out of here. I fold my fingers to the crystal and tugged. It won't budge. And each force I exert on taking it out...doubles the blinding pain.

The darkest