My house is far from the city and it needs a long drive before I arrive at the noisy market of the small town of New land. So, I normally go out for groceries twice a month. I'm into web development and am a freelancer. I work from home using my laptop and the internet. No need to wake up early and rush to the office. Above all, no need to mingle with other people. I see this as an advantage.
I skillfully park my car in the left-wing of the roofed parking space of the market. This space is quite impressively wide for such a small town. I shut the engine off and get out of the car. I walk around the market seeing familiar friendly faces and nod at the old man who smiled at me while walking in opposite direction. I head towards a narrow path where rows of meat shops are located."Good morning Ms. Brown!" A cheerful voice of a white, middle-aged woman greets me as I enter their small meat shop. She is fat and seems to bounce every time she moves. "Good morning Mrs. Amanda," My adorably red, kissable lips curve into a civil but sweet smile."What's for today Ms. Brown?" Amanda asks me still on her usual cheerful aura."I need 5 kg of chicken, 2 kg of pork and beef." The butcher starts chopping the meat. I am feeling a little discomfort with the sound of the knife slamming into the meat and chopping board. I shift my focus to the sound of the crowd outside. I can hear the conversation of the people all around the market, the sound of the vehicles, even the simple scratching of the head. I can hear everything. I watch Amanda while she places the meat in a large plastic bag. She scans the bar code and shows me the bill after. I pick some cash from my wallet and hand it to her."Ms. Brown, here's your meat. Thank you and please come again.""I would always come back, Mrs. Amanda. See you next time."
I smile and wink at her as I take hold of the plastic bag. I make a quick pace towards the sliding glass door. My feet know where to go next. I stop at the sidewalk vendor and start to take a look at the red tomatoes and other spices. "Give me 2 kg each of these," I point to the condiments and vegetables. "Anything else Ms.?" The young vendor asks as he neatly places the goods in a plastic bag. "That's all be fine," I answer and smile at him. This young man is not familiar to me. As far as I can remember, the owner of this store is an elderly couple. Maybe he is a grandchild of the couple. I simply glance at his palm to gather some information about him. My guess is right. "Here are your goods. Thank you and come again!" My next and probably the last destination for today is in the small grocery store of Mr. Hunter. A man of his fifties and one of my kind. Yes, he's no human too. I presume he is also here to escape from our chaotic world. I don't know the real reason why he is here, though. I put some oatmeal and biscuits and other essential stuff into my shopping cart. "I think these are all I need," I talk to myself before making my way to Mr. Hunter in the cashier. "How are days been going on, Lady Amara?" He speaks to me using his telepathy. Yes, we have this sort of mental link."Everything is going well, Hunter," I answer in a flat tone as I slowly take the items out of the cart and place them on the counter. I don't want him calling me that name. That name sounds like a curse to me. So, I intentionally shut our extrasensory connection."I heard some more of our kind is coming here." He whispers not wanting to be heard by the other customers."How did you know?" I ask looking straight into his green eyes. "My nephew just arrived last night. He said he was with fifteen others and more had been here before them." He says in a worried tone. "That's making me hate going back there even more." I lazily utter while placing the last item on my cart into the counter."This is quite alarming." He's serious while his hands keep on scanning the items and placing them on a brown grocery bag. "There's nothing we can do about that Hunter."I press my lips and give him a sorry look. Hunter stops for a moment and gives me a stern look. He shakes his head in a disgusted manner. "I can't believe you are telling me that. You are Lady Amara, Guardian of Lights…""Stop that Hunter," I warn him.I don't want to argue with him. I hate arguments. I hate hearing that name. A moment of silence envelope us. He hands me the groceries and I pay the bill. I carry the grocery bag and head my way out of the store without bidding goodbye. He calls me making me stop by the door with my hand on the handle, ready to open. "Ms. Brown!" I did not turn my head. My lips are still pressed tightly showing my serious looks as ever."You can't hide forever." He says using our mind link.
I hear him utter a deep sighed and turn his back on me. His swift strides show that he is furious. I continue with my pace going outside the store. There's no way I will go back to the Ehtrehto Edis, the world that I abandoned. It's a world far from what a human mind could imagine. It is in the other dimension and is composed of four main empires; the Ignis Hella, Aqua Edis, Terra Hella, and Aero Edis. A once wonderful, sparkling, and brightly lit up the place until the Aquans showed their greed. I've been in this human world for almost ten years. I was only thirteen then, when I managed to escape from the Aquan general, Thud. They killed my family and chased after me. My young mind couldn't understand why they would go after me. I was just a petty girl and a daughter of fruit vendors. Our world resembles a human world, only that our royal leaders possess extraordinary powers. I tilt my head to the side trying to forget my thoughts. I don't want to remember that horrible night when I discovered my true nature. Most of all, I don't want to be reminded of the stinking smell of blood.I put the groceries and meat in the trunk and reach for the driver's seat. I start the engine and drive away from the busy market. Considering the length of time that I've stayed in this place, I have already built a sense of familiarity with everything on my way home. The different kinds and sizes of trees standing alongside the road, the thick bushes beneath it, the chirping of the birds on treetops, and the silence are no longer new to my senses. I turn left to an unpaved road going home. I live somewhere in the middle of woods, with no neighbors. After twenty kilometers of ride, my car pulls over in front of the old wooden fence. Some of the wood has already fallen to the ground. I carry my baggage in both hands and start heading towards the house. I put everything on the table and wash my hands before going to my bedroom to change clothes. Afterward, I head back to the kitchen. I start washing the meat and place them on the refrigerator. I did the same to the vegetables and spices. Lastly, I expertly put the grocery items in my dinky pantry. I don't have a plan of cooking for my lunch. I'll just heat my leftovers from last night's dinner.This is how simple my life is here in the human world. I am living my life alone. Free.It's early in the morning. The sun is rising brightly in the eastern mountain, spreading its light in the white puffy clouds.My hands tightly grip on the handle of the ax as I strike the wood I am chopping. Its breaking sound as the sharp edge of the ax lands on its surface mixes up with the chirping of the birds and crowing of the roosters. I stop, seeing that I have chopped enough firewood for a week. I throw the ax to the side and start to gather the chopped wood. Two meters away from me is the detached kitchen. It's built using bamboo and palm leaves. Beside it is a tall mango tree. That is where I am placing these chopped woods. This place is somewhat hilly and going down while carrying a bundle of woods will be a struggle. But not for me. My strong arms do not feel the weight of woods. That's an advantage of not being human. I am about to finish piling the woods when I hear a loud flapping sound. I tilt my head trying to receive the sound wave from the direction where
"Thank you for saving my life." She tells me while I am cleaning her wounds in her arms."That's fine. What is your story?" I ask referring to the incident that just happened. It reminds me of the thirteen-year-old me trying to escape from General Thud of the Aqua Edis."I stole their money."Her honest and straightforward answer fascinates me."That must be a large amount." I glare at her before I continue cleaning her wounds. "These need to be stitched. About six to eight stitches." I point to the two-deep wounds."I needed money for my son. He is in the hospital right now."She didn't seem to care about her wounds, stitches, and anything. Her tears flow down on her pretty face. I see deep sorrow and pain in her eyes. She continues to tell her story."I took million from Zubah's syndicate and now they are hunting me. I managed to hide my son in the hospital with the help of my friend. And maybe, he is n
Four days had passed since Catherine left my house. It is a cold day and I am still curling up in my bed. Today's the tenth anniversary of my coming into this human world. I can't help the flashing back of the memory from that day. After crossing that passage that connects my world and this world, I found myself in the middle of the thick woods. I can still remember the feeling when the cool air touches my skin. The atmosphere here was quite different from where I originated. My feet kept walking for days without food and water. I could feel my knees were shaking and my stomach rumbling in so much hunger. My sight was getting dim. I didn't know if I would survive. "Help! Help!" I tried to shout when I sensed activities not far from where I stood with knees shaking intensely. My strength was slowly weakening and my voice was too shallow to be heard. I fell with my face right to the ground
I decide to leave for town instead of thinking about the past. I put on my plain white t-shirt and blue denim pants. I reach for my socks and put on my favorite black, high-cut leather shoes. I grab my black cardigan and hang it in my left arm. I check the doors and windows to make sure they are all locked before I leave. I'm whistling and at the same time tossing the car keys in the air using my right hand while heading my way towards my wooden garage. I lift the garage door and get to the driver's seat of my red Ferrari. Well, technically without the real heir, I as the adopted child inherited the Brown's wealth. Yes, it's not only that they let me borrow their daughter's identity but they adopted me legally. They had personal reasons why they didn't let people know that they've lost Adele. It's only them, their families, and the private detective who knows about it. It wasn't explained to me and I didn't even try to find out the real reason for using my telepathy. I
I slowly turn the wheels backward from the parking spot and speed up after making sure that the road is clear."You're not human?" Catherine asks weighing my words."Yes.""...""That's true and I am more dangerous than Zubah so don't you dare unveil my secret to anyone or you'll be as good as dead." I twitch my lips gracefully."Of course!"She lifts her hands in the air and swears like a child. I chuckle and glance at her. Why do I have a light feeling for this woman? I glance at her once more and our eyes met. Her eyes. Why are those pair of amber eyes familiar to me? My eyes are hook into hers and the surrounding seems black and white. I only see those pair of amber eyes."Watch out!"She yells and quickly grabs the steering wheel to the side of the road. I managed to hit the brake before my car possibly hit the tree on the side of the road. Our bodies lean violently forward. Thankfully we have our seatbel
I feel a sudden thirst as though my throat is dry."Can I have some water?""Oh, yes of course! I'm sorry I almost forgot to give you drinks."Isabel hurriedly gets a pitcher from the fridge. I listen to the melodious flow of water as she pours it into the glass. She goes back to where I am standing and hands it to me. She is watching closely as the water goes down through my throat. She seems to be enjoying the view. What's with this woman? Is she a lesbian? She seems to have a crush on me. Well, I knew perfectly that I'm attractive but it never cross my mind that I can also capture a woman's interest."Beware of how you stare, you might fall in love with me."I see her blush and her earlobes turn red as tomatoes. That's cute. I smirk and give the glass back to her."Thank you.""You're welcome and excuse me, I was not looking at you for any reason that you're thinking. It's the tattoo just below your ea
It's good to see the incredible building of Brown's Architectural Design. This only proves that the company is going successful as it used to be. The fruit of my father Martin's sacrifices is visible in the face of the company. I park my car and quickly get out of it. I go straight to the elevator exclusively for VIPs and click the button to the 30th floor. That's going to the President's office, or I may say Uncle Marco's office. Click. The elevator opens and my swift stride follows. "Good afternoon Cecelia." I greet her in a monotonous tone. She's the secretary to the President. Cecelia startles after hearing my greeting. She slightly jerks from her seat. "Jesus Christ Adele! You startled me." "Is Uncle Marco inside?" What a foolish question. Of course, he is. Wherever is the boss, the secretary follows, right? "Yes, he is. I'll tell him that you are here." "No need. I'll tell him myself.
Hours have passed and I stayed in the kitchen of the mansion helping the servants prepare meals. Before dark, we are already done in the kitchen. Rosemary is giving instructions to the other servants in the living room. I decided to stroll around the mansion while waiting for the arrival of my grandparents. I was walking around the garden when I heard the horn of the car. I bet it's already them. I excitedly walk my feet towards the front yard. Silhouettes of the familiar figure were standing on the porch of the mansion. Rosemary and the other servants greeted them. They started to take their baggage inside. The old man smiled widely when he took a glimpse of me going their way. "Akira!" They know my real name. "Grandpa! Grandma!" I hugged and kissed them on their cheeks. "I'm so happy to see you back!" "So are we, my dear." My grandma said merrily. "Look at you, you're all grown up!" Grandpa said while looking