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

When the matter finally calmed down and the Engross family went home, all three malicious eyes turn to Lucien. He grinned.

"What's up?" The first to respond is Lucy. Her hand flew straight to slap Lucien. His cheek sore. His teeth are about to come off from the force of this woman. She's petite in size and delicate in her physique but her arm strength can conjure force not expected from her.

Lucien received her slaps in silence. He can't understand how his body can withstand it. Or more like, his body is so used to be beaten up, it does not come to mind how many pain it has been inflicted with. At that, Lucien laughed it off.

"You're stil laughing?! You damn wretched of a brother! Useless! Shameless! Who wants to have a sibling like you?! You are nothing! Nothing! How dare you disrupt my engagement?! You think beating you up and whipping Liathma lash on you is enough?!"

too late