The Moon Island

On February 19, on a day of the full moon, with the rocks shining like a protective circle, a queen gives birth to two baby twins, one a girl, one a boy. She is stranded, her beloved supposedly dead, the ship and her crew sunken beneath the sea. e queen just wants her children to survive, but little does she know the power she has given her newborn twins and the destiny they were born unto.


2. Chapter One- Ayelo

Ever since I was old enough to understand the world, I wanted to be normal.  I wasn’t. I knew almost everything. Though I didn’t know why this happened. I call it a gift. Same thing with my brother, Lumaen. For our parent's sake, we pretend we don’t know everything.

By the way, did I mention me and my brother are children of the queen? No? Well, we are. It took us months to convince our parents to go to a public school. Good thing we took precautions and did that before we were old enough to go to school. Nobody noticed we were royalty due to the simple fact that we didn’t brush our hair, slouched, wore dirty clothes, practically everything royalty isn’t. It’s so easy to fool people.

We tried to put our differences aside. And yet, our wisdom still showed. We were put in the same class, so if we saw a problem, we had each other to back it up.

One day we were in that situation.

“What walks on four legs in the morning, Two in the afternoon and three in the evening?” said Ms. Sayd, our recess teacher, when people didn’t want to play outside.

“A broken chair badly fixed?” guessed David Pedru.

“No,” said the teacher.

“A donkey?” asked Patryl, who was, unfortunately, sleeping.

“Uh…no.” said Ms. Sayd.

Lumaen raised his hand.


I mouthed the words as he said them.

“A human being.”

Everyone was so surprised when the teacher said he was right. Maybe it was how he stated it as a fact, not a question. Maybe because he knew it. I think it was a mixture of both.

“Moving along,” said the teacher. “Now we are going to test your intelligence.”

I don’t know, but I think her gaze lingered on Lumaen.

“Okay, now I’m going to ask a question that most of you might be able to answer.”

She got out a Marker and wrote on the marker board: WHAT IS AN EQUATION?

Tayla, a really smart girl, raised her hand.

“An equation,” she said without waiting to be called on,” is a math problem that has an answer to it.

“You could say that,” said Ms. Sayd.

Then she wrote on the board: WHAT IS PEMDAS?

I raised my hand.

“Yes, Ayelo?”

“PEMDAS stands for Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally,” came my smooth reply, “Or otherwise known as Parentheses, Exponents, Multiplication and Division, Addition and Subtraction.”

“You are correct,” said the teacher, turning around and erasing the board.

“Now back to some riddles.”She proceeded to write:

What is greater than God,

more evil than the devil,

the poor have it,

the rich need it,

And if you eat it, you die?

“Get into groups,” she said, “and figure it out.”

Lumaen and I immediately moved together. So did Tayla and Jake.

I immediately took over.

“Now, what is greater than God?... Come on people, we go to bible school together. I know you know this one.”

“The answer is Nothing ng,” said Tayla, looking at her computer and talking.

“But that’s not fair!” said Jake. “You looked it up.”

“No, I didn’t, I’m playing a game. Stuff like this is easy for me.”

Now, don’t judge, but I felt amused. I mean the screen is right there reflected off her glasses for everyone to see. I told her so. She got really red in the face and shut her computer.

“Okay, just so everyone knows, Nothing is greater than God. Nothing is more evil than the devil.  The poor have nothing. The rich need nothing, and if you eat nothing, you die.”

I raised my hand.

“Yah?” asked Ms. Sayd.

“The answer is nothing,” I said. I looked at Ms. Sayd’s surprised face, and wondered, I know we are only in fourth grade, aren’t we supposed to be smart enough to know this? There is nothing to be surprised about.

BRIIIIIIIINNNNGGGG! The bell rang, and it was time to go home. Me and Lumaen ran out of the classroom, grabbing our backpacks on the way.

Now, I really hate this part. It’s the part where we wait for everyone to leave so we can walk home, so they don’t see us heading toward the castle. It’s also the part where little kids get bullied by the big kids. We’ve never plucked up the courage to defend them. And what’s worse is they never get caught. There are no teacher’s near at the end of the day. Well, today, we decided it was going to be different. We were going to make sure those kids never get bullied or beaten again. And that’s the part where we find out what our unnatural ability is.


I know this is short, but I wrote this when I was 10 so I wasn't that good back then. So, what do you think so far?

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