Stained Through

None, short for no one, as in no one will find me, esecaly after an explosion that has wiped my memory of my past and more or less lickly, my whole family. None will want me or need me intill Arrow, told me that I am some sort of profit that suposed to save the gifted children before we all turn into toys, including me! also No one will see me save the world other than the world itself and i was suposed to be the No one that saves the world.

A/N The next book is called Kept Cleen i hope you enjoy both of them and feel free to comment.
and thank you to C.H. Nightshade for the cover.
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  We came back to the village with happiness and glee. The people had seemed to transform from there brown garments to festive and colorful clothing like Arrow wore. Mounds of food seemed to have popped up from nowhere as someone started a low heartbeat of a drum. Slow at first like it was telling us that the party would soon begin and then it would speed up to where the rest of the instruments joined in to its retreat.

 Sounds of Arrovin culture filled the air and I sat by the fire. "Eat have fun .dance. The one of the Marc will start soon." Arrow said to me as she smiled and went to her tribe. The talk was in her language so I know what she doesn't want me to interrupt or interfere. The colorful Dance continued the rainbow of reds purples and blues flew by me and my friends. Each person was wearing the colorful designs that represented something else that I was unsure of.

 A small Arroven girl kindly sat down next to me and gave me a wooden plate of a mini . She had such an astonished look on her face that was hard to judge that she was unsure of who I was or why I was even there.

 “I am glad that you are here." She started, her voice match her small size, like she was scared of me. And for once I don't blame her, I look like a freak with my mechanical eye and now my Marc, now engraved into my arm and saying that I am the true prefect and I cannot change that.

 "Yah." Was the only word that would come out of my mouth although I felt like I had a lot more to say. I just couldn't find the words to say them with as a lump started to form in my throat. I silently pushed my hair out of my face and stared at the meal that lays in my lap.  Her facial expression changed from kindness and awe to partly pure horror.

 "What is that?" She asked as she started to reach for my mechanical eye. I started to squirm away but her finger nicked some sort of switch and my head started to grind like it was doing something that I wasn't sure of. I covered my ears as a initial reaction although it just made it worse . I had my eyes closed when she nicked the leaver and wanted the whole thing to stop. The noise was grinding gears inside my head and I despised it.

 Then I opened my eyes and my mechanical one had changed to where I couldn't look out of  the regular one because of the lens of the other eye had changed to a bright green and to where I couldn't look at the fire anymore but I could look into the darkness that had settled with the quick passing of time. I soon noticed that my eye was more than what I thought since I have night vision with this. It was amazing as I got up from the fire and started to go into the night.

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