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My Story. (Part one in the Anya Tales)
01
I stood up and flexed my shoulders. I had just been thrown across the room and into a wall. For you see, I am in training. I glared at my opponent to see him smirk and raise one eye brow.
Other people within the hall had stopped fighting in shock, I have never before been over powered like that, I am the strongest [insert word] of all the younger trainees.
I expanded my wings and flew at my opponent. My wings were matt black expect for the end of each individual feather which looked like it had been dunked into metalic silver paint.
He was startled and taken aback as I grabbed him by the throat and soared straight up to the tippy top of the hall. As soon as we got to the top and I couldn’t go any further, I smiled straight at him and let him drop.
Their were several gasps from fellow students down below as they watched him plumet towards them. I was ready to swoop down and dive incase he didn’t produce his wings and save his own sorry arse. But he did. His wings, like the rest of the students here, were a goldeny yellow. My opponent, his name was Max, and he thought he was the best Morcego around. But he is mistaken.
I am the only Morcego with black and silver wings, not even any of the elder Morcego have black and silver wings. They say it’s a good thing, that my soul life partner has already been picked out. That I have no choice on the matter, as soon as he appears with his black wings with silver tips, we will be the strongest partnership the Morcego have ever seen in hundreds of years. That’s a lot of pressure to put on a seventeen girl who struggles with every single aspect of her social life.
I watched as Max landed safely on the ground as Romania, our training teacher ran over to him.
“Anya Richardson, Get down here immediately!” She screeched up to me.
Romania wasn’t a pleasant woman at all. She had been attacked by a Lycan many years ago and now her face is gravely scared. But the wolves didn’t just steal her natural beauty. They stole her kind nurture and soul. Leaving her a bitter shrew of a woman. And lets just say, She’s not my biggest fan, and I’m not hers.
I sighed and flew down to the floor of the hall.
“What have you got to say to Max?” Romania spat at me.
“Don’t be such a cocky git and no harm will come to you,” I said whilst smiling, then before either Romania or Max could reply, I span around on my heels and was out of their in a matter of seconds.
I knew this wouldn’t be the end of this. It would only be a matter of time before Geoff was looking for me or even worse the Elders.
“And what’s so bad with me looking for you?” I heard a deep gruff voice.
I turned around and saw a man who appeard to be in his late 30’s, with black hair and a few grey streaks, chizled cheeks as if he was cut from stone. On the outside this man looked fairly nasty. But on the inside he was a true teddy bear.
Geoff had been looking after me for all 17 years of my life. He was my fathers best friend, and when my father killed himself Geoff instantly became my carer.
The major downside to having Geoff as a carer is that his skill is that he can read minds. For you see each individual Morcego has a skill unique to them. What mine was, I have no idea. It had not yet made itself apparent to me.
I was the only one who had no idea what my power was. Everyone had theirs. Some younger Morcegions torment me for not having a power. They say I'm not a true Morcegion and I don't deserve to live within the Center.
Other people within the hall had stopped fighting in shock, I have never before been over powered like that, I am the strongest [insert word] of all the younger trainees.
I expanded my wings and flew at my opponent. My wings were matt black expect for the end of each individual feather which looked like it had been dunked into metalic silver paint.
He was startled and taken aback as I grabbed him by the throat and soared straight up to the tippy top of the hall. As soon as we got to the top and I couldn’t go any further, I smiled straight at him and let him drop.
Their were several gasps from fellow students down below as they watched him plumet towards them. I was ready to swoop down and dive incase he didn’t produce his wings and save his own sorry arse. But he did. His wings, like the rest of the students here, were a goldeny yellow. My opponent, his name was Max, and he thought he was the best Morcego around. But he is mistaken.
I am the only Morcego with black and silver wings, not even any of the elder Morcego have black and silver wings. They say it’s a good thing, that my soul life partner has already been picked out. That I have no choice on the matter, as soon as he appears with his black wings with silver tips, we will be the strongest partnership the Morcego have ever seen in hundreds of years. That’s a lot of pressure to put on a seventeen girl who struggles with every single aspect of her social life.
I watched as Max landed safely on the ground as Romania, our training teacher ran over to him.
“Anya Richardson, Get down here immediately!” She screeched up to me.
Romania wasn’t a pleasant woman at all. She had been attacked by a Lycan many years ago and now her face is gravely scared. But the wolves didn’t just steal her natural beauty. They stole her kind nurture and soul. Leaving her a bitter shrew of a woman. And lets just say, She’s not my biggest fan, and I’m not hers.
I sighed and flew down to the floor of the hall.
“What have you got to say to Max?” Romania spat at me.
“Don’t be such a cocky git and no harm will come to you,” I said whilst smiling, then before either Romania or Max could reply, I span around on my heels and was out of their in a matter of seconds.
I knew this wouldn’t be the end of this. It would only be a matter of time before Geoff was looking for me or even worse the Elders.
“And what’s so bad with me looking for you?” I heard a deep gruff voice.
I turned around and saw a man who appeard to be in his late 30’s, with black hair and a few grey streaks, chizled cheeks as if he was cut from stone. On the outside this man looked fairly nasty. But on the inside he was a true teddy bear.
Geoff had been looking after me for all 17 years of my life. He was my fathers best friend, and when my father killed himself Geoff instantly became my carer.
The major downside to having Geoff as a carer is that his skill is that he can read minds. For you see each individual Morcego has a skill unique to them. What mine was, I have no idea. It had not yet made itself apparent to me.
I was the only one who had no idea what my power was. Everyone had theirs. Some younger Morcegions torment me for not having a power. They say I'm not a true Morcegion and I don't deserve to live within the Center.