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

"Young Master, let's go." Marcus urged. Lucien nods and he went with Marcus to cross the field. They found a secret latch loosely sealed at the side gate. A hole is made, good for one person to slip through. Lucien goes first. And then Marcus.

They fix their clothes, patting for dirt and other mud clinging into their clothes. Lucine look up at the sky and sigh. The sun has fully risen. The people have started opening their windows and went on to their daily morning routine.

While Lucien and Marcus walk through the market, they hear whispers.

"Another noble family's house are caught in the flames last night."

Lucien almost lose his concentration. Marcus gave him a slight nudge. Encouraging him to continue. The voice is from a few pace away from them.

And somehow… the person knew. That they are humans hiding in the boulder. Or else he would not call out 'whose there?' and directly attack instead.

Strength