{"id":31,"date":"2010-08-25T22:08:13","date_gmt":"2010-08-26T04:08:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.scottsontherocks.com\/heather\/?p=31"},"modified":"2010-08-25T22:08:13","modified_gmt":"2010-08-26T04:08:13","slug":"prelude-and-chapter-1-of-colliding-worlds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.scottsontherocks.com\/heather\/2010\/08\/25\/prelude-and-chapter-1-of-colliding-worlds\/","title":{"rendered":"Prelude and Chapter 1 of Colliding Worlds"},"content":{"rendered":"

I\u2019ve never had luxury. My father was a poor black smith, and my mother had been a girlfriend from my father\u2019s affair. My Father often referred to my mother as the most beautiful woman on the planet. But when I was four weeks old, she was brutally killed. My father’s wife was found the next day, dead in my room, with every bone in her body broken.<\/span><\/p>\n

Before she died, my father’s wife had a set of twins. I was very close with the younger of the two, and we were only a year apart. The eldest one always spent his time with our father. He was attached to our father like a puppy to its master.<\/span><\/p>\n

I was three years old when I was diagnosed with a disease called <\/span>anthr\u00f3\u0331pini\u0331s asth\u00e9neias, or the human disease. I was apart of a dukanian family, yet I hosted the body of a human. My father feared that Mizano, a anti-human and anti-monarchist society would strip him of his only daughter, so he hid me in the house, never to let me leave. Myles, by brother, found a way around this. His best friend\u2014whom we called Johnny-Boy\u2014started coming over when I was five years old. Sometime between then, and my eleventh birthday, I developed a crush on him.<\/span><\/p>\n

My father had a right to fear Mizano. The leader had survived the mauling of the Mizano society by the king’s army. Mizano had been a secretive army that was formed to over throw the king, who was the current king\u2019s father, and succeeded. King Ryan Yentrok III took the throne after his father died, and wiped out Mizano, scattering the survivors. Their leader, however, survived, and found my father. He black-mailed my father, threatening to kill me if he didn’t coaperate with his plans.<\/span><\/p>\n

My father led the royal family into a dungeon, where he fought with them. Giant craters dotted the floor, where vats of nothingness dumped you in the midst of space, never to be found. King Ryan was a great leader though, and was not easily defeated. My father almost succeeded too. He was able to kill Queen Meghan, and knocked out the king, but before he could do the foul deed, the son of the executioner, who was our father’s best friend, showed up.<\/span><\/p>\n

The young boy was a few years older than me. He was also one of the most powerful Dukanians known to live. I was also the one to inform him after over hearing my father’s conversation with the Mizano leader. When my father saw that I had betrayed him, he bellowed in fury, and tried to kill the king and the boy, but was struck first. In his last dying attempt, he drug me down one of the pits along with his body.<\/span><\/p>\n

That was the day I died.<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019ve spent all of my life living in luxury. I was the only daughter of King Ryan Yentrok III, lord of an alien planet, not 20 light years away from earth. I had tutors from around the galaxy come just for the honor of teaching me. People would bow down to me as I passed by. I never went hungry, thirsty, go without clothes, and there were maids, servants, butlers and random people ready to dress me in the morning, tie my shoes, comb my hair. I never once had to pickup a finger to do something.<\/span><\/p>\n

It was miserable.<\/span><\/p>\n

I was always smart and mature for my age mentally, but physically I was behind. I was the size of a 8 year old when I turned 12, and I didn\u2019t develop my full powers until I was 9 years old.<\/span><\/p>\n

I developed my ability to manipulate water when I was seven years old and fully developed my mind reading powers when I was nine years old. Total I had two suku on my neck and two on my ears.<\/span><\/p>\n

My father could control the molicular density of himself. So for example, he could be so ‘non-dense’ and walk through walls or be so dense that nothing could put a scratch on him. He had two suku on his ears but only one on his neck.<\/span><\/p>\n

My mother was also a water manipulator, but she died when I was eleven years old. She was killed by who my father claims is the shadow killer, a boy about my age that could manipulate shadows and darkness.<\/span><\/p>\n

He was never found.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter 1<\/span><\/p>\n

Let me explain our calendar system. We have thirteen months. Our month–coincidently–falls directly in line with a human year. Meaning for every year that passes, thirteen human years pass. On the date <\/span>1400728\u2014or earth date of July 13<\/span><\/span>th<\/span><\/sup><\/span>, 1812\u2014I was born, and in 2020, I turned 16.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

It was going just fine when people started showing up. The whole kingdom was there\u2026 only because on the 17th<\/sup> birthday one must marry. And for me, that meant the future King of Dukania.<\/span><\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t having that much fun. There were people coming up to me wanting to be my boyfriend, and some girls wanting to be my girlfriends! I would like to note that I do not mind lesbians, but as long as they don’t drag me into it!<\/span><\/p>\n

I almost gave up on finding a partner, so half way through the party, I tried to be invisible. I hid behind a pillar, focusing on not listening to anyone\u2019s thoughts because when I listen to one, I listen to all, and frankly, some of them I didn\u2019t want to listen to PERIOD.<\/span><\/p>\n

That\u2019s why when someone tapped me on my shoulder, I didn\u2019t know who it was.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHey Retah! Haven\u2019t seen you since your mother\u2019s funeral. How\u2019s it going?\u201d he told me. My mother\u2019s funeral was only for those very dearly close to her, and I didn\u2019t recognize who this was. He had bright red hair that was short and a little spiked on the right side but long on the left. His eyes were blood red\u2014which isn\u2019t that uncommon\u2014and he wore a hoodie with a lion on it, and the sleeves were torn off at the shoulders revealing very toned muscles. On top of that he had two suku, so was actually pretty powerful.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou have no idea who I am do you?\u201d he said, studying the expression of confusion on my face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNope.\u201d I said bluntly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMy name\u2019s Tyler Yelhasa.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIs your mom Jacquelyn?\u201d I said, remembering Jacquelyn Yelhasa, My mother’s best friend.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, well was,\u201d he replied, \u201cThe person who murdered your mother also killed our parents.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh so you have siblings? I don\u2019t recall any.\u201d I asked, noticing that he said our<\/em>.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, my older brother, John; he couldn\u2019t be here today.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy not?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s been busy, and he highly doubts that you would remember him or that you would appreciate seeing him.\u201d Tyler said, with a weird look on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy would he think that?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow \u2018bout I just tell you after you allow me to have this next dance?\u201d he asked with a slight bow. Not a bow to a princess, but a bow to a lady.<\/span><\/p>\n

I giggled. \u201cSure, why not?\u201d I responded as I flicked a piece of black hair out of my eyes. The left side of the front part of my hair was black, the rest was white.<\/span><\/p>\n

He took me by the hand and put the other on my waist. He seemed a little timid in his movements, like he wasn\u2019t sure if he wanted to be doing this. I gave him an encouraging smile, and he smiled back shyly. When the band switched to a slow song and Tyler stopped.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow \u2018bout we stop dancing.\u201d As he spoke, two guys came up to us.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019ll take it from here Tyler.\u201d one of them said. He had a porcupine on his shirt and his hair was spiked up in the back which was light brown, and two suku. The other one had the same colored hair and bright yellow eyes and three suku, which meant he was very powerful.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBuzz off chicken-butt head.\u201d Tyler said, a little pissed. \u201cNo one asked you to butt in.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWatch it twerp.\u201d the yellow eyed one said, trying to sound confident, but his voice wavered ever so slightly. That didn’t mean that he couldn’t\u2014and wouldn’t\u2014beat Tyler to a pulp.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTyler leave them alone, he\u2019s pretty powerful.\u201d I said, a little worried.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, they talk big, and he may seem powerful, but he\u2019s just a big chicken.\u201d Tyler bawked just like a chicken… and I could have sworn I saw his hair turn into feathers, but that may have been just my imagination.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJust because Johnathan is a four point doesn\u2019t mean anything. He can\u2019t come and help you here while she’s here can he?\u201d the porcupine haired one smirked. \u201cNot with what he is.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPayton I\u2019m warning you, I will not hold back at all until I kill you.\u201d Tyler growled.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTyler, what\u2019s going on, what does he mean by what he is?\u201d I asked. Tyler’s face seemed to show anger, but he was pulsing a panicked aura.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat he is, is a killer that\u2019s what.\u201d Payton said.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou know nothing.\u201d Tyler said. \u201cYou know absolutely nothing about what happened.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cCome on, he even killed your parents, and you still believe that he\u2019s innocent?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOkay that\u2019s it I\u2019m finding out what you are talking about.\u201d I released my focus and my mind filled with the thoughts around me\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n

Kyla\u2019s not going to apriciate this\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Johnathan was framed\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Kiddnapp Retah\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Where is Victoria?…<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Melody and Mitt\u2019s here\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Florid!…<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Johnathan is the shadow killer!!!<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

I focused again and tried to take in all that I heard.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJohnathan killed my mom?!\u201d I looked at Tyler. His jaw set.<\/span><\/p>\n

I stared at him in disbelief and after a short minute, lightning from somewhere behind me hit Tyler square in the chest he went flying over some girls and landed in fruit punch. Tyler started growling really low, and black fur started poking out of his skin. He ran and lept off the table, and when he landed he was a full panther. He bounded at the yellow eyed kid as a cloth with sleeping gas was cupped over my mouth and nose. My knees buckled underneath me and I slumped into the arms of my captor.<\/span><\/p>\n

By then everything went black.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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