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They called me FIVE

**READ ME** THIS BOOK WILL BE UNDER REVISION. ******* My name? Lance Augustus Age? 15 Nickname? Five. Why they call me that? Because the mark tells us so. _________________________________ "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. ___________________________________

phoenixhyperion · Urban

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They won't die.

LANCE

Throughout the whole week, Dad and I get on work in refurbishing the house. It's actually cleaning and covering gaps in the wooden floor, pasting wallpapers in the dirty walls, dusting cobwebs, vacuuming floors, scrubbing bathrooms and putting useless stuff in places where we could take one quick glance and grab.

The trainings have drastically changed. Lista keeps bringing ugly creatures one after another. Then he leaves me inside the hall with it. In this old building, there are three floors. One is where the receiving guests, kitchen, bathrooms and small storage room for suspicious stuff are kept. Second floor is where our rooms are, third is the empty lot. It's kind of 144 feet square of nothing except pillars and walls in four corners.

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