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

He spat and choke the meat. She's glaring at him. He's glaring at her.

"What are you doing?" he asks. Ava pretended she did not hear him. She sat in the corner and closed her eyes. As if meditating. The neutral face, the peaceful expression. It's so far fetch to the girl who impulsively singe his mouth with deer meat.

"Tell me, are you always like this?" She ignore him. "Oh, come on I told you I won't hurt them didn't I?" She did not even open her eyes.

"I'm sorry." Lucien stared at her reaction. Still nothing. "Look, I'm sorry okay? Are you that angry I tried to mess with your precious animals? Are they your pets? Is that why you feed them your game? If you think about it, it's not really my fault. They walked right into us. And I want to test my powers. Who is more perfect as a testing tool other than them?"

Lucien's nape suddenly prick. When he looked over, Ava is shooting daggers at him. He let out a nervous laugh.

Fool