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Chapter 1
'Father, what's wrong?' I asked. He had called me here, and quite urgently I must say. In his loud and booming voice, he answered:'I will send you on your first mission, lavender. You are to travel to the human realm, and disguise yourself as one of them. There is word spreading around that there is someone in the human realm that can overtake you. I want you to find out who that person is, and, if necessary, kill them. You are to leave tomorrow. Bring all survival necessities and be careful.' His voice boomed through the room and bounced of the walls. It sent shivers through me. Father was not usually like this. He was usually very kind, and caring, and spoiling, and nice. His facial expression was often that of a warm smile, but today, his face was stern, with with wrinkles along his forehead. His eyes were worried, with some malice and anger. His looks were completed with a huge frown. I just hope that his anger was not directed at me though. Father can be a frightening man when he was angry. 'Oh, and, by the way, if you ever find that person, do not listen to what he says, okay?' He added. His frown had eased a little. 'Yes father.' I replied. I also took that as my cue to leave.
Wait, what? Someone who can overtake me? That's not exactly possible, considering I was born from the most deadliest flowers in the world-the nightswallow. The more deadlier the flower/plant you are born from, the more powerful you are. I mean, im not complaining or anything, it's just that I think it's very strange. The only person that can overtake me would be the silver angels clan, but what would they be doing on earth? And I'm supposed to leave immediately. I've never seen father in this much of a hurry before. Weird. And it was a bit disturbing how I got 'that' feeling in the pit of my stomach. It made me very uneasy.
As I walked down the long hallway that lead to the royal children's room, I heard footsteps behind me. 'Lavender! Wait up! What did father call you over for?' My older brother, Stephen, called as he ran towards me. Stephen, next in line to be king, although he often jokes that if I were a boy I would be cause' I'm more powerful than him. Unlike me but like the rest of my adopted family, he had sandy blonde hair that unlike mine and my adopted family's, didn't shine. No offense to him though. I loved Stephen. When I broke the royal staff of my father, Stephen was the one who stood up for me. He was the dearest brother anyone could have. No offense to anyone else's brother, of course. 'Father sent me on a quest to the human realm, since he heard from others that there is someone more powerful than me, but I just don't think that that is possible. Unless, of course, it is a silver angel, but what would they be doing down on earth?' I answered. Stephen seemed to think about it for a moment. Then he hesitated, as if unsure of what to say, and said:'yeah.' And walked off. Judging from his actions, I knew that there was something wrong with the human realm. I trusted my brother, and I knew that if he didn't tell me anything, it was either for the kingdom's or my own well being, but this time, there was a glint of guilt in his eye, and I knew there was something that both father and Stephen were hiding from me. The question was, what?
I walked to my room and plonked down on my bed. I was wearing a white dress, the type you usually see at a ball, and it made it hard too lie down probably. . I stripped and changed into my military uniform, which was a black top and thick black leggings under black jeans, with a belt to hold weapons, except I left the jeans off. The out fit suited me perfectly. i could almost blende in with. The night. i mean, i could be standing beside you and you'd never know it. Apart from my silver white hair (but I could change that into black by turning into my human form) and pale face. I was born that way. One blue eye and one brown indicated I was of royalty or a powerful family, both physically and worldly. My father and mother, who both had brown hair, fair skin, and a red and green eye. (As long as one eye a different colour from the other, it indicated that you were powerful.) |
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