d Prologue
Darkness surrounds me, an unbearable pain comes. Every bone in my body feels like its Brocken. When will it stop, I swear I didn't do anything this time. Why do my guardians hate me?
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Chapter 1
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BEEP!!!!!!
Stupid self monitored clock!!!!!! Like really I hate this cage, three attempts to escape and it has done me no good. I mean look at me right now, I'm stuck in a cage were you get punished. so far i've only been tortured with whips. like right now I could be going to school, but for my twin sister i stayed and took her place. Like always that dumb girl tried to escape. of course I don't blame her she doesn't know what our guardians are. hell i'm trying to get the concept to. they are what you call wizard and witch but they're the evil kind. as for me, im the chosen one. I still don't under stand what that means but oh well.
My names Crystal, but everyone calls me Cris. im what you call shifter, a shifter is all these of naturals thing put together. my sister on the other hand is normal as they come. sadly im the one whi has to kill, or be killed. enough of my melodramatic speech. I hate getting attention. I felt like I had to do this for them and iwill.
This is the story of my life..........
I guess that sounds pretty weird, i guess i should start by saying im a ghost. i would explain but that gives everything away. of course im not one of those ghost who are transperant. its just that i dont exist in the human records im dead.
a long time ago when we where kids i would go up the highest tree and predict the weather, every time i went up there i felt like i could fly. my dad would always stand under the tree and would ask "will it rain today?" as always i would answer " i dont know" then i would jump from the tree and fall in his arms. about that time my twin sister would come out the house and would announce that supper was ready. daddy would set me down and go into the house. my sister would come and stand by me. then we would walk to the tree i always climbed and i would teach her how to go up the tree without falling, but as usual she would fall and i would always take the punishment.
the reason im telling this story is because that became a beautiful rutine for us. untill the raiders came about that time we were 7. i was teaching my sister to climb the tree
