1 One : The Day Of Our Birth
Hey!
Do you believe in superpowers? A multi world theory?
I didn't too...
This story is nothing less than extraordinary. My life is extraordinary. I was just a normal girl, living a normal life and like everyone around me thought if I graduated, got myself out of school and earned myself a high paying job everything will fall into place.
Heck! I will even get my foster parents to see me as something more than just the kid by the doorstep. They all saw me as that...
Yikes!
As I stepped through that door I knew nothing was ever going to be the same. Kaitana Sparks' life would change for good. Okay the good part I'm not sure. Let's find out together?
Sounds good right?
Okay enough with the drabby intros into the story we enter...
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"Get the child out of here!" King Xemus yelled at the top of his voice. The young, inexperienced maids ran towards the gates as fast as their legs could carry. King Xemus lay on the ground his leg bleeding out.
He knew he was either going to bleed out or get killed by an enemy soldier. Both ways he would not live long enough to see his little girl grow up, let alone the day the sparks triumph over the firenites.
Poor dad!
When the maids eventually disappeared from sight he let out a sigh he had forgotten he was holding. Eyeing his bleeding leg he burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. No matter how great you are one day you will perish. Yes! That must have been what he was thinking.
Sadly, he took his humor to the grave.
Turning around he saw one of the scarlet devils aiming a blazing arrow at him.
"I would have ended you the traditional way but that just would not be fun," The firenite King taunted him. Dad being dad just glared at him before bursting into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. The firenite looked confused for a while and threw the blazing spear at him.
Like the great hero he was.
Dad died laughing.
His fighting spirit burning deep within him.
On the other hand the young maids made it safely to the other side.
One held a basket with everything I would need in World 2 and the other held me tightly.
How do I remember this? I don't.
That's just what I was told.
Once at the other side, the young maids began eyeing the suspicious environment and settled for a blue house.
They placed me in a basket and wrapped a necklace around my neck. Knocking like mad men, they made the house owners nearly run down the stairs.
"What the heck!" A tall, skinny and olive skinned woman hissed scanning the yard for the undignified miscreants who had sped to a safer place at the speed of lightning. Literally not metaphorically.
I began crying, making my unwanted presence known. She knelt down and eyed the beautiful baby in the basket. She took me in, out of a sense of pity I assume.
The maids stayed in World Two for a while, to see if I would be fine in my new home. When all seemed well they left . I was now on my own.
Okay now that you get the picture we move to more recent events.
You must be wondering where the beautiful babe in the basket is now...
