The Keepers of Pandora's Key

by verityxx

once there were six, Alex is the only one left, they were created in pairs to gaurd the key, only ever ment to love their other half Alex's other half is believed to be dead and she is falling in love with a boy called Louis, who is Louis?

1. it is me, i am the keeper

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Chapter 1- i am the keeper of Pandora's Key

My breath quickens, the faster I run. I can hear my heart beat in my ears, pounding through my head. I see my purple eyes shimmer in a store window as I pass by, I wear contacts most the time to hide them because people stare, but my eyes they dissolve the contacts within an hour. The contacts barley work people think that they are just an odd shade of blue or grey when I meet them than five minutes later I have purple eyes, it freaks people out it's one of the many things that makes me different to the world. I have golden blonde Lucy curls with low lights, pale gold skin tone, and big eyes which doesn't help the purple. Not because 'that's just the way I was born' but due to the fact that I was made by Greek Gods the big twelve to give us different aspects for example Athena made us wise and Ares prepared us for battle to protect the key of Pandora. The problem is, only one person left on earth knows what happened at the end of 'Pandora's Box' when gods had to travel the earth to retrieve the deadly horrors released by Pandora. The effects had been made and hope was fighting a lost battle, when all demons and hope had been finally locked away back in the box we were created to protect the key to the box so it could never be opened again. If the horrors had stayed in the world it would have torn the earth apart that's why we had to lock them away but, once there mark was made people had seen what to do to create these horrors and committed the same acts of evil and so the human race created their own brand of poverty, disease, death, misery and sadness but with that they also created hope. I am the keeper of Pandora's key.