She was always the weakest. But when she's sent to Earth to conquer the planet "easy enough for her," will she realize that she's stronger than anyone ever thought?
Oh God. Help, I'm starting yet another story. Have mercy on my soul. Well, I hope you enjoy the first chapter of Ever Stronger!
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Ever Stronger
Chapter 1
"I'm sorry!"
"You'd better be sorry! Having no jewels for us! We'll have to get something else from you!"
"W-What do you wa-"
"Who said you could speak?" The tallest girl in the group snapped, colorless eyes flicking over the cowering girl. The girl beneath her shook, fear showering her body and clouding her thoughts. "Whaddya think, girls? Maybe one of those pretty white feathers?"
"How about one of those shimmering blue scales?"
"I say we rip out a strand or two of that silky gold hair!"
"All good choices," the "leader" of the small group let her eyes drift upward, pausing in thought. "But I think we should poke out one of those ugly white eyes!" The other girls cheered, agreeing with the act.
"No! P-Please!" The girl whined helplessly, fear flowing through her veins like water, and sent her shaking against the wall. With a flick of her wrist, the leader held a manageable size of magic, and the particles of the white magic soon took the shape of a blade, with designs that appeared would have taken years to construct. The weapon inched closer agonizingly, but the young girl against the wall was helpless. Pathetic. Weak. Ugly. Unworthy. At least, that's what everyone called her. Even her own father taunted her about her lack of strength and power. So the girl did all she could ever do. She ducked at the very last second, her large wings brushing against the carefully built stone wall, and she sprinted out of the alleyway, down the street, through a crowd of busy bodies. She continued to run, even after she knew she had already lost the group, and was far from the main marketplace. Yet she continued to walk, pastel blue ears pressed forward, waiting for any new sound to appear. Large, cotton white wings sat perched in the air, ready for anything. Her large, glowing eyes scanned the streets; it was getting dark. Her father would request her. She glanced around; making sure no one was in sight, before flapping her immense wings, and taking flight into the evening sky.
"You're late, Lucy," her father's commanding tone scolded before the blonde even reached the desk of his study.
"My apologies, father," she said. Her thin brows sat in perfectly straight lines over emotionless eyes.
"I must discuss dire situations with you," he commanded in that firm voice of his.
"Situations of what sort?"
"We must build you up; make you stronger. It puzzles me to this day how you are so weak. Your mother was a powerful goddess, and conquered more lands and planets and galaxies than comprehendible. Yet you, what can you do?" Lucy didn't answer. She knew not to, unless she wished to be punished for speaking out of turn. "So, in order to train you, I will be sending you to a lowly planet. The creatures there are worthless, even you will be able to conquer that rock. I shall be sending you there as soon as possible, and you may take all the time needed for this job. Do not fail me. That will be all." Her father gave a curt nod as a poor excuse of a goodbye, and the young goddess soon found herself falling through the stars, passing galaxies and planets. She remembered the damp feeling of the place that she had landed, before she was a golden prey to the darkness of the night that swallowed her whole in her quivering form.
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