Chapter 0: Proloque

Short Prologue, girl tells a little of her past.

Prologue- Shh…

 

"...Shh my darling, everything will be alright, Shh..."

Those were her last words she ever spoke. The last memory I have of her. Everything was not alright as she promised, I mean look where I ended up. Look where she ended up.

Every now and then I have those blurry images spinning in my head. I still don't know how I manage to survive, and I don't want to know how. I can still feel the rage in the two guys voices and my first time knowing how evil could sound, so calm and precise, plus having the ability to make you powerless with their words was not exactly what evil would be. It was worse. Every word my parents spoke was recorded into my puny brain. All those promises, all the lies, and all the pleading. All the water in me poured down my eyes turning to tears, leaving plenty of space for fear to fill in. The screaming mortified me the most on that dark night. So much, that I could of sworn while I hid in a corner of my house,  I herd the screams of what I thought it would be the souls they had killed before, my parents to be next in line.

Those two guys I wish I had seen their faces. But common since had been knocked right out of me.  I could not think, speak, I could barely even cry. But it wouldn't of matter anyways, it was too dark to be able to see anything.

So much darkness flowed in the air of 1996 that not a speck of light could reach my eyes. Today I can still feel that same darkness crawling into my spine. And it was  all for power.

Humans believe in mystical powers, ghost, UFOs, unnatural things, and myths. Well this particular myth is very forgotten, but very true. The N-Heart.

If you get a hold of the N-Heart, you don't only get any wish your mind desires, but unlimited power running through your cold blood-stream, and soon overcoming your brain to please any desire that you may wish upon. So much power could not be handle by humans. Actually I don't expect any creature to be able to handle such power, but if they can handle it, imagine all that power in one person. Enough to keep  13 planets supplied with energy for 48.9 billion years. Enough to make the sun explode in a matter of seconds, and turn it into a black hole sucking anything in its range.

But that's not likely to happen, since I (and those 2 guys who killed my parents) am the only ones who have powers. I bet they died from trying to get a hold of the N-Heart, got killed, or they are still killing more victims.

Although I have heard that they are two groups trying to find the N-Heart. A myth that sadly is not true. If it was, I would of already known. I've been trying so hard to find more people like me, but I have failed in every attempt that I just can't go on any further.

Anyways, the good side and bad side. Huh, I don't even get why there is a good side, once that power is on their hands, darkness and control is all they have time for. But as the myth goes, these groups fight each other so it won't get into the other group's hands. So basically Good guys VS. Bad guys. Once it is in their possession, the group who has it will decide who will have such power, since only one person can get a hold of it. So if it landed in the Bad group (which doesn't really matter) then the Bad group decides who within them deserves the presence of this magnificent heart. But again, it is just a myth.

I have no desire for this unworthy object anyways. My life is as it is for a reason. Thus, I do not know why it is as it is. Sometimes I wish I could disappear into thin air, just to forget and travel anywhere I want. Such loneliness, I don't wish this not even to my worst enemy. Having powers isn't the best thing, since I can't use them very often, and I barely know how to use them. But anyone might think having powers must be fun. Shooting spider webs around New York City to save the day, flying mischievously in the air until your arms get sore from extending them sideways, or having laser beans shooting out from you eyes to brake the rails of a train and save a women in distress. Well no, I don't have such wonderful powers. I am no superhero. I'm not even worth to be the sidekick of a sidekick.

And so, I continue crying under my bed once again as children's laughter and my foster mom yelling turns into what I breathe now. I cry about everything that I should of have let go years ago, but is trapped inside this heart. I cry, on how it isn't fair how my parents got killed all for a stupid Heart, and left me in this mini hell that I call a home alone. I cry, as I wait for Superman to come with those laser beans and save this girl in distress.

But until then, I cry.

 

 

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