Please enjoy! I do not own any of the fandoms referenced in this fanfiction! And just so you Lorien Legacies fans know, this story will be inconsistent with the Lost Files so I apologize.
There are eighteen planets in the universe that can sustain life. Out of all the countless planets in our constantly expanding universe, only eighteen have ever been home to living creatures. Amazing, isn't it?
There are infinitely more worlds than there are planets, because each planet holds multiple worlds. Often times, those worlds intersect. I am a victim of these intersecting worlds. Luckily, I know I'm not alone.
My school, Hogwarts, is a place where wizards and witches are educated. Magical creatures tend to be drawn to each other; so many students belong to multiple magical worlds. Some of these students took it upon themselves to form a secret club, the unofficial organization of kids like us. We call it the Multas Potestates Club, Latin for "many powers".
This group includes two girls I've literally known my whole life: Chessie and Six. They came from Lorien with me when we were babies and our planet was being destroyed by Mogadorians, an alien race. You could call us an alien race, too. We're from a planet far, far away from here. I know that makes our life stories sound like some kind of fairytale, but they aren't. More like a really screwed up sci-fan novel.
We have more things in common than you can count: we each had one Greek god for a parent and one half-elfin Loric who, in the case of me and Six, also happened to be a witch/wizard. Chessie somehow ended up a witch anyway. Okay, fine, I suppose that is countable. Unless you just suck at math.
Chessie's name was really Chestnut. It was a Gnommish name, Gnommish being a word for someone of the fairy world. Not Tinker Bell-type fluttery thingies, but dwarves, goblins, centaurs, pixies, and, in our case, elves.
Six went by Maren Elizabeth most of the time, but forbade Chessie and me to call her that. We were the only ones who could call her Six because we knew that was the number given to her when we came from Lorien to Earth. We all have one. I'm Five, Chessie's Two. We don't go by those names, though.
My name is Elpis. It's Greek. I'm a proud fifth-year Ravenclaw. I have the hazel eyes of an elf, a feature I share with Chessie, Six, and Charlotte, the other part-elves in the Club; and sunny blonde hair reminiscent of my father, Apollo. I'm not really the kind of person you'd pick out in a crowd, but I have nothing in common with whatever crowd I'm walking in, I assure you.
This is my story.