1 Phantoms of the Past

"Mommy! Mommy! Come on, we need to go please! I can't wait to beat ... in 1v1. Seriously, does he really think that he will always beat me?" said five year old Zafyra. Her eyes were filled with anticipation and joy making them shine like the sun. They were really beautiful eyes, hazel eyes in fact they were mixed with the colors green, brown and a small tint of blue. They always stood out especially because of her long light brown hair that seemed to illuminate her whole appearance.

"Okay! Don't worry princess, I just need to get your father out the bathroom and we'll be on our way!" said Zafyra's mother. She was also truly a beauty her eyes were the same as Zafyra's. They were filled with motherly love and it was really noticeable at the point where Zafyra could feel it by just looking at her. Other than that the mother and daughter duo didn't really resemble each other they just had the same eyes and hair color.

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Finally they were on their way, but the street seemed to be oddly quiet. They really didn't seemed to think much about it since it was technically not a really common road to be on. They continued driving when all of a sudden.

BAM! SKERR!

BLOOD! RED! SMOKE! Is all Zafyra could see nothing more. She turned over while whimpering in pain and agony. She started to bawl at the sight of seeing her mother and father lying across the black dashboard of the car. She felt an ache on her neck. She tried to wake up her mother and father that were already covered in deep red blood. Terrified at the sight she couldn't really move because her seat belt seemed to be caught. At this point she couldn't do anything. So she screamed at the top of her lungs for help.

"PLEASE SOMEONE HELP! PLEASE I BEG YOU! I CAN'T SEE THIS ANYMORE. PLEASE SOME...ONE....HE...LP," suddenly she lost consciousness of her surrounding and everything turned black.

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Zafyra moved on her bed all around, drenched in sweat. She seemed to be tearing up but due to the sweat you couldn't really tell if she was or not. Suddenly, she woke up with a big jump. She got up and looked around at her surroundings to see the same usual room that she happened to live in for 11 years. The room wasn't really special it was small but just big enough for her to fit everything she needed. It had a closet that wasn't big but it wasn't necessarily small either, I guess you can say it was just right. Next to the closet was a tall 6 foot mirror, it was slightly taller than her by 5 inches. Finally across there was a full size bed, it was set in a corner of the room with a big window to the side of the bed. The room was white and had only red curtains to have a pop of color but besides that there wasn't anything eye catching of the room.

She opened the window next to the bed due to the lack of air conditioning in the old poor house. The moon light slightly beamed on her face and her eyes twinkled. Her phone turned on and it was 2:15 am. She grabbed a water bottle that was next to her bed, while she was in a daze. She opened the bottle to find that it was empty.

'DAMMIT!' she pondered. 'My throat is parched but, if I wake up that old man or woman they will surely beat me to death. I should have just stayed at Jezza's place today, DAMMIT! Why didn't I accept his father's proposal' Jezza and Zafyra were always really close to each other since the first time they met. They always somehow had a special bond that they could easily understand each other. This was a main reason why Zafyra had a good relationship with Jezza's family. It was a brother-sister friendship, that every one in his family also felt that way towards her.

The only thing Zafyra could do was go back to sleep. Sadly, her night only consisted of tosses and turns. She continued to ponder about her dream and thought 'That was rare the last time I had that dream was last year. Hopefully, it's just one time because I seriously can't function well with that. Fuck, just thinking of how many times I keep on remembering that incident pisses me off I thought I got past that.'

Eventually, she dozed off but then woke up to the sound of her alarm going off at 6:30 am on the dot. She woke up in a fit but she knew that today was evaluation day for the boys. That means that either they make their parents proud or disappointed. Of course she didn't have to do it because first of all her parents weren't in the organization and according to Jezza their parents 'forced them to do it to check in on them'. Second of all she didn't need it because she was pretty good at the skills they taught. She was good at them because she practiced a lot especially since she had a lot of spare time. They needed to learn at least 2 types of martial arts, master shooting, be proficient at hacking, and be able to keep a steady conversation with the 6 international languages. (English, French, Spanish, Russian, Arabic, and Chinese)

So you're probably wondering why Zafyra has to be there. Well the answer is pretty simple, before Zafyra came to the group it was just a group of five. Meaning that if they had to split into pairs one person will be left behind. Therefore, after Zafyra joined the group the odd group was now even. The main reason how that group of best friends came to be was mainly because their parents wanted them to rule the Hades underworld group together. The only imperfection of the group was that it was missing a group member. In addition, they were happy that they added Zafyra into the group because the boys surely needed another member and of course the women from the old group were ecstatic of the new member being a girl. The difference of treatment was that the parents treated her as the princess so they were not that strict compared to the boys. Of course they didn't force Zafyra to join the group but they were really hopeful that she would. They always found her together with the group of boys so in the end she joined the group and their training so that they could be rule the group together.

Zafyra got up and did her normal morning routine, which consisted of brushing her teeth, washing her face, and putting on her contacts. She stopped for a moment looking at herself in the mirror. You could see in her eyes that she was still disturbed over her dream last night. She shook her head throwing away her thoughts and lightly patted her white smooth cheeks. After, she brushed her long curly light brown hair and then she ran her hands through her hair with an oil. The oil added a nice shiny glow to her hair. She tiptoed out of the restroom quietly to not make a sound while walking towards her room and she opened her room door lightly. She walked to her closet to get dressed. She picked a pair of black jean shorts that were about slightly higher than mid thigh. She put on a pink short sleeved shirt that was too big for her slim body because it went all the way down to her shorts. In the middle of the shirt there was a big white letter Q imprinted on it. She put on some black tennis shoes and she was ready. She went to her closet to grab her blue soccer backpack and a couple hair ties. Quickly after, she walked out of the room.