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Summary: Nebulous is the daughter of chaos. Having enough with her father treating her like a baby she ran away. Using an alias, Nebulous became Kendra Sorenson. Trouble is at every corner. The problem is how long will it took for people to realize that Kendra doesn't exist and she is actually the lost princess of the universe?

Chapter one: Twisted Plan

Nebulous POV

I run, not caring about the consequences of what would happen if I get caught. It was worth the risk. I am surprised that I made it this far. Maybe I became more powerful? No, that was not possible. I would have destroyed the universe with that much power. Or maybe I was underestimating myself. Yeah, that must have been it. Even a person with low self esteem like me would know if they were getting more powerful every single day. Exploding Pluto, the once-largest planet in the universe, was enough proof of that.

A smirk grows on my face as I remember Ethan's furious face. He was so angry when he got back, and found his home gone. After finding out that I was the cause of the damage, he forced me to rebuild his home. I don't know why he was so angry. Okay, I suppose I would be mad too if someone did that to my home.

I skid to a stop as I reach my destination, the planet Earth. It looks way prettier up close. I had always dreamed of visiting Earth someday, but now I guess I'll be staying here for a while until they catch me. Reaching into the front pocket of my jeans, I draw out a magazine. One of the items I forced Diana to buy for me on Earth. She kind of went overboard and bought dozens of things for me though. Most of them consisted of clothes, make-up, and jewelry. I swear, that girl is way too fashion forward to be Mother Earth. Why mortals mistook her for Mother Earth is way beyond me.

Mortals are weird. They somehow think that the domain we control is associated with our personality. I am an exception. Being a daughter of the God of the Universe, you can imagine how I act: smart, nice, patient, bossy, and unpredictable, just how you would imagine me, Nebulous, the daughter
of Chaos.

Smiling, I flip through the magazine in my hand. I quickly find an outfit that will help me blend in with the mortal world. A pair of black jeans, an off shoulder white shirt and a indigo hoodie. Snapping my fingers, I transfer the outfit onto me. I look like a normal, albeit very pretty, mortal now.

"Holy Chaos," I mutter as a burst of meteors shoots out in all directions. My father must have found out that I was gone again. Launching my body downwards, I hurl down towards Earth. I pray that I will be all right and not end up breaking my leg or something for rushing through my plan. No such luck. I land in front of a car, and it nearly runs me over.
Why am I not surprised?

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I should have paid much more attention in Ethan's tutoring class, and perfected the wing spell. Then, I wouldn't have ended up injuring myself. How long can I survive without Ethan's help? The chances of me surviving for long are slim. I guess it comes with depending on him too often. He was always there for me, and I suppose I took it for granted. Now I'm limping on a broken leg. I should have included Ethan in my escape plan. He's the only one who would understand my intentions and join me.

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"Where did you come from? Are you an alien?" a boy yells at me from the car, breaking my train of thought about Ethan. I glare at the speaker, fuming. Dusting myself, I wonder what I have gotten myself into.

"I'm not an alien, you virulent mortal." I hiss as my hair ignites by itself. How could he mistake me for a monstrous beast? I look, think and act nothing like those deformed creatures. Even zombies and goblins are better looking than them! That's saying a lot.

"I'm sorry, my son didn't mean to cause you trouble," a motherly voice calls out warily. Do I look that scary? Oh wait, didn't Diana tell me that mortals don't believe we exist anymore? Yeah, she did. It was something that has to do with science. I really have to stop relying on others for information. I should read more mortal's books.

"It's okay, I guess. It must be a great shock to see someone suddenly fall from the sky." I smile sweetly. I pause to read her mind. "Marla Sorenson."

She blinked. "That's my name! How did you...oh."

Oh? She can't possibly know who I am, can she? Maybe Diana was lying about mortals not believing in gods. I panic. They could tell my dad where I was! I stood up.

"Ow!" I cry out in pain as I stagger to my feet, swaying a little, before I see a flash of white and tumble down onto my butt. I wince as another stab of pain goes through me. Sighing, I ask Marla politely if she could retrieve my bag from across the street where I dropped it when I almost got hit by her car.

"Um...Ok." The blonde woman replies hesitantly, before jogging slowly towards my indigo bag.

"Here," She shakily hands me my bag back, before raising her hand timidly and plucking a feather from behind me. Wait, a feather?

I turn my head to look behind me, and see my wings. Great! Just great! Where were you when I needed you? I scolded the wings mentally. You could have saved me a whole world of pain! If you weren't a part of me, I would have killed you already.

I stop my internal ranting when I realize that Marla Sorenson must have mistaken me for a fallen angel when she saw my soft feathery wings. Do angels even exist? Eh, probably not. In the mortal book given to me by Diana, I could always create an angel, but I doubt that I am allowed do that.

I must look like an angel in this form for her to mistook me for one. I know I'm naturally hot, even in this human form. I have glossy golden blonde hair that fell gently to my back. Bright sky blue eye which was framed by long luxurious eyelashes, and milky white skin. The perks of being a goddess. Or should I say the downside?

" You can pat or stroke them, just don't pluck the feathers out."I said to the woman whose eyes seem to shone with eagerness to examined an " angel " wings. I speard out the whole 12 feet wings as an demonstration. Beaming, Marla started to pet and fawning over my wings . Ohh and Ahh at the beautiful pattern of the wings like a 2 year old mortal.

" You too Seth , and Scott " I added, seeing the father and son pouting at the unfairness of how I allowed Marla to touch my wings. Grinding from ear to ear, they rush foward almost yanking at my wings at that message.

" Remember, you CAN'T pluck my feather out." I said in a warning tone when Seth had his hand in a plucking motion. What part of the no plucking my feather rule, does this kid doesn't get?

" Then what else are you suppose to do with this frilly thing?" The boy whine. Clearly this obnoxious doesn't know who I am. Most immortals and mortals that knows me feared me, making it hard for me to have any friends.

" What do with your when your not grooming your hair, pull them out?" I counteracted annoyed at the mortal boy behavior. Who does he think he is, a god?

I sigh " look mortal, I had a bad day and I would really appreciate if you keep your mouth shut. I have been on this planet in less that a hour and I don't want to blow it up like I did with Pluto ." I stared at the boy, daring him to challenge this statement. He did not. Good.

"So does any you mortals know what part of Earth I am on?"I inquired. If I was going to stay on Earth I ought to know where I am .

" India, I'm going to India to stay with my grandparent because mom's parents pass away so they are going on a cruise. " Seth answered, seeminly shocked at my outburst.

" India? Can I joined you?" I exclaimed faking excitement.

Taking advantage at their stunned face , I bend the mist onto them. (The mist is a magic veil that is used to confuse or manuplinate minds. It was created by my over protective dad.) Concentrating on the small family, I said to them" My name is Kendra Sorenson, and I am," I paused to think" Seth older sister. And I will be joining him to visit his grandparents when you go to the cruise"

I am a slow updater. It took me about 6 month to make it, so don't expect me to update quickly.