The Illusions Of Opal

by TargetIsSoRadIt'sRidiculous

Aurelie's mind is opened to Illusions, a part of her realm restricted to all, and known to almost none. She posseses the power to set the land of Opal free, but will she find that power in time?

Prologue

Bum.

Bum.

Bum.

Bum.

Bum.

Bum.

BUM.

Any sane person would've shot whatever was making that monotonus, never-ending noise at this point.

I guess I wasn't quite sane.

That's probably the reason for the noise in the first place.

This noise grew on me, I guess. It reminded me that my mind wasn't completely devoid of imagination and independence. A hint of rebellion I might add. These traits of mine separated me from any corner of the classes at the Embassy, my current home and prision.

These classes included The Monarchy, The Elastics, and The Track Team, all of which shunned me.

The Monarchy was the highest ranking class at the Embassy, including the over-idolized beautifuls. It seemed like they ruled all, well, ruled all but me. I was the only one who seemed to stick out of order on this food chain.

The Elastics would be found on the middle of the chart. They could be stretched or bent either way, towards the Monarchy or the Track Team. Of all three classes, they were the most undecided and neutral.

The Track Team was the mere threshold of the classes. They were the butt of the rumors and bits of gossip that floated throughout the school. They didn't care, though. Their minds were too bright and overloaded with new inventions to bother with The Monarchy's "weak" attempts to start a civil war between the classes in the Embassy.

I belonged to none, and none belonged to me.

All because I knew the truth.

All because I was different.

All because the hum in my mind revealed the world to me.

All because of the chip in the back of my head.