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The Awakening

Marri-Anne Thompson

By Marrianne Thompson Published 4 years ago 3 min read

Morrica’s POV

Everything was spinning. I could barely breathe. Darkness began to invade my sight.

2 hours later..

I awoke from the darkness and found myself in a unfamiliar place. It was beautiful.The lime-like trees swayed as I stared into the sun’s gaze. I found my way up and found a path.

I began to follow the path looking for my kind. Oh yeah i’m a trybrid stuck in the middle of no where. I continue until loud ringing in my ears appear. The noice was angelic yet was starting to get aggressive causing me to pass out yet again.

I woke up this time in a small cottage with a few faces staring down at me. I got up and they finally gave me personal space. I was confused yet felt relief when I realised I was surrounded by people.

“Who are you people and what do you want from me?” I said in a way that was meant to sound aggressive. Instead no words came out of my mouth. This confused the hell out of me. “You must not speak child. You must rest.” said a tall yet so angelic female. First off why can’t I speak and second of all why am I not allowed to know anything. Instead of arguing I just took in the 3 people staring at me. They were beautiful. Goddess and God like. “I am your mother.” said the tall female. This suprised yet confused me. The people who raised me told me my mother died in the grand war when I was a new-born. “You weren’t meant to know about me but things in the spiritual realm are going crazy” she said. This confused me even more. I can not be an angel that wouldn’t make sense. “It’s true I gave you to your aunt and uncle to raise you as it was too dangerous in our realm.” she spoke again. Oh she’s reading my mind.

I suddenly felt my throat again. And that’s when I realised I was holding my breathe. This was all so new to me. “I would like to know who the others are.” I realised I was speaking again. I looked to see a girl about the same age as me. She had blue eyes and light brown hair. I just wanted to caress her face. “ I am Stalia.” she said in a cold tone. Woah that was a bit rude I thought to myself. “And I am Ethan” said the boy in a nice tone. He had long short hair. His eyes were red and he seemed to be much older then Stalia and I. I looked back at my mother still dumbfounded. “This is my Light holder” she point to ethan. “And this is the Gatekeeper of the spiritual realm.” she then pointed to her other side towards Stalia.

“You will be shown around the realm by Stalia.” I turned to Stalia who rolled her eyes.

Stalia’s POV

Today is the day the Goddess of the Realm’s Daughter is shown the spiritual realm and will realise who she really is. Me,Ethan and Alexia were finding it hard to get her into the portal as Alexia had sealed the wall between the human world and our realm shut. This used up a lot of the Goddesses power and drained her daughter. We managed to find a small cottage to bring the girl too. We were still in our realm just in a different dimension. The girl was beautiful. I just wanted to move the piece of hair out of her face.

A/N Hi this is my first story and this is just the beginning:)

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    Written by Marrianne Thompson