1 Chapter 1: Only Fate Knows

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About two and a half dozens years ago, Humans, Specials, and Creatures signed a peace treaty to halt the wars between them.

Many weren't happy about it but they had to abide by the rules. The humans believed that Creatures should be banished from the lands, Specials felt they deserved all power, and some creatures just wanted to raid towns for whatever they desired.

However, due to this agreement signed by the leaders of all three factions, peace reigned—until a prophecy was cast.

A wizard, by the name Azrael, had pronounced a prophecy.

The contents of the prophecy angered the specials and creatures, while most humans rejoiced. In their fury, the elders eliminated Azrael through means unknown to any, and after years past, they came to believe that the Prophecy would never come true—until...

In the small town of Kornicus, night had descended. The cold wind tugged at the dresses of three women as they ventured away from home. The light from the moon illuminating their path.

A faint breeze blew past rustling the bushes around which brought fright to one of the girls heart,making her second-guess their decision.

She judged the cart they were approaching; her guts giving her the feeling that something wasn't right. "Can we really trust these people?" Katrin timidly voiced her concern to her sisters. "Their cart doesn't look...professional."

Malissa, another of the girls, rolled her eyes at Katrin's worries. Don't worry Katty. I'm sure we can trust them, one sip of their potion and you'll become just like us. Don't you want that Katty?"

Katrin pondered the offer and nodded eagerly. She had always yearned to be like her sisters—Specials. As the town bell prepared to toll midnight, her lifelong dreams were finally within reach. All she needed to do was reach that cart.

Two men sat outside the cart, their drunken slurring punctuating the air occasionally. Their voices were loud, sending shivers down Katrin's spine, bringing back her doubts. She turned to her sisters, who were looking ahead with unwavering expressions.

Noticing them the men approached.

"Is this the girl?" one of them asked. He possessed a muscular frame, a scar tracing from his left eye to his right cheek, his harsh gaze dissected Katrin's form.

"Yes, it's her," Malissa responded, pushing Katrin forward.

The man grunted and pivoted, gesturing for the girls to come with him. The other man, leaner with a bald head, followed behind.

They reached the rear of the cart, where the lean man knocked on the door in a coded pattern. "They've arrived," he announced before stepping back, allowing the cart door to creak open.

A frail woman emerged hoping out of the cart. She had gray hair cascading over a hunched back and her yellow eyes peered from beneath her purple hood, assessing the girls.

"Which of you young ladies wishes to become a Special?" she rasped.

Katrin raised her head slightly, meeting the woman's gaze. "I-It is I." She whispered and surprise flickered across the woman's face. She opened her mouth to speak, but a glance from the men cautioned her to be carefull.

She raised her hands to take Katrin's, locking eyes with the young girl. "Are you absolutely certain about this?" she inquired, glancing at her sisters who stood behind.

For the third time that night, Katrin began to reconsider her decision again, but an impatient sigh from Malissa broke her through her thoughts. "What's wrong with you you old hag? We came all this way. Let's just get on with it."

Katrin shook her head before nodding "Yes I'm sure." The old woman held her gaze for a second more before she sighed, retreating into the cart momentarily.

She reappeared with a small glass tube in her hand, in it was a dark purple liquid that simmered in the moon light.

"Here, drink this," she instructed, passing the tube to Katrin. "Once you do, it will only take a second before the effects take course."

Katrin examined the purple liquid with caution. Could it really be that simple? Would one gulp of this liquid transform her into a Special, just like her sisters? She would finally fit in to her family.

Without anymore hesitation, she brought the glass to her lips, closed her eyes, held her breath, and emptied the contents into her mouth, swallowing hard.

The moment her lids opened, weakness overcame her; she lost her balance and slumped, but just before she hit the ground, the scarred man reached out and caught her, pulling her into his hold.

"What happened to her?" her other and younger sister, Ruth, inquired with concern, she tried to move closer to Katrin but Malissa held her back, "Calm down, Ruth. These people are professionals, they know what they're doing."

Though her words were meant to reassure Ruth, her expression hinted at her own uncertainty. "Hey, old lady, what's wrong with her? Is she dead?"

The old woman moved to inspect Katrin's body, before she answered, "She's fine. The potion just has her temporarily paralyzed. It prevents her from struggling for what we are about to do."

Katrin's eyes peered around, confusion etched across her face. "What's happening? Why can't I move?"

A menacing chuckle from Malissa at Katrin's plight passed through the cold night air. "You're so naïve and gullible Katty. A potion that turns you into a Special? Did you really think that was possible?" She laughed, approaching her immobilized sister. "Remember this Katrin, you're either born a certain way or you're not, you can't change that." her laughter dies fown as she turns to the men, disgust evident on her face. "She's your responsibility now, do what you want." The scarred man nodded, lifting Katrin into his harms and tossing her into the cart.

Katrin's back hit the wooden floor hard and a pained grone excepted her lips, She tried to sit up but not a muscle responded.

Tears were already pooling in her eyes, hope fading. Just then Ruth's worried voice reached her ears. "Wait!"

A sigh of relief escaped Katrin's mouth, relief filling her heart from her sister's intervention.

Ruth was the nice one, and though she always went along with Malissa's evil schemes, she never crossed certain lines.

Ruth turned to Malissa with a pleading look. "Malissa, I'm not sure about this. Aren't you going a little bit too far? What will Mother say when she discovers Katrin is missing?"

Malissa scoffed, she had already considered that. "We'll tell her she ran away; with a man or something. Besides, it's too late now. I've taken the money, it's a done deal."

"But..."

"No 'buts,' Ruth," Malissa warned. "Unless you want to take her place, you'll move your legs and come. with. me. Now! let's go." Ruth cowered down, yielding to her sister. Her gaze apologetic as she glanced back at Katrin before she turned away and trailing after Malissa.

Left behind, Katrin laid immobile in the cart, as she was whisked away to a destination only fate knows.

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Poor Katy, and Ruth needs to learn how to stand up for herself. Before she's next.

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