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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. ___________________________________

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LANCE

Two down. Three more to go. Is what the Childes would have been thinking by now. We're at disadvantage here. Alpha Beast and Seven were too tired to keep the branches killing one Childe after the other. 

The three of us, Sam, Magnus and I look at each other. The cabinet creak and rattled in all corners, talons are gnashing the wood until it breaks apart. I was too shocked to move. Sam is too. But Magnus adapted the situation quickly and secure the hold of Seven on his back. 

With his crosswords, he cut off the heads of ugly black goblins aka Childe in the neck. They burst into dust around him. I didn't waste time. I grab Alpha Beast and tried to straddle him in my back. 

Strangely enough, he transform into his parrot form. Making it easier to behead hideous creatures. One I jab in the ribs, then I twist my body and scored two heads in a row. Sam is staring at me and at Magnus, wild eyed and disgusted.