Hello everyone. I hope everyone will enjoy this story. I had ramming into my head and needed to get it out. There will be abuse, domestic, mentally and physical. It can get dark, sometimes, if it is not your cup. Please exit, and hit the back arrow.
Luna is alone in life, always wondering who she is and why is so different from everyone else? She has no connection to anyone, she sees the people that she helps, but she can't see into herself, until she meets the man with green eyes. Then she questions herself, What am I?
"You fucking bitch. I have no idea why we wasted our money on you. You are adopted little bitch. We just adopted you, so that we could said we are a family. We use you. You are not blood relative to you. We will never be your true parents. We are not family, you rotten – "The car smashed into a semi as it was knocked around the road, then it started flipping. She was frozen in her seat as the world was spinning on its top. The car landed on its top as she was shaking, her adopted mother spitted out blood looking back at her, "Your fault."
Luna's eyes sprang open as the alarm went off, she groaned as she yanked the alarm out of the wall, throwing it. It shattered against the metal wall, a woman dressed in black opened her door, "Another alarm, that's fifteen this week."
Luna snorted as she got dressed, she walked out of the house as the older woman started yelling at her, "You are going to regret this, Luna."
She regretted the day she was born as Luna walked down the street as a man was talking on the phone. A vision was blurred as she pulled the man's collar, the man yelled as he was pulled back when a car went out of control. It smashed into the brick wall, where the man was just walking. Luna let the man go as she kept walking, the man clicked off the phone. He pulled her around, "Okay, how did you do that?"
She shrugged, as she turned away, the man gripped her attention, "Wait, a second. You mean that you have a talent for stuff like that?"
She sighed, as she pulled him out of the way as a motorcycle rammed onto the street, gunning the engine as a police car follow the bike. He gapped, "You didn't hear the engine, and how did you do that?"
She shrugged her shoulders as she started walking away, when the man shouted, "Do you need a job?"
Luna paused, as the man flipped a card out, "Starks Industries at your service. If you need a job, call that number. I can get you word with the head boss."
Luna saluted him with two fingers as she pushed him to his car as he was missed being drowned with water. He snorted, "Thanks."
Luna nodded as she looked at the card, she shrugged, "Was it really worth it?"
She sighed as she went to a dinner where she worked, she changed into her uniform as she walked over to her usual customer, "Hello stranger. How have you been?"
The blond hair man blinked his blue eyes as she smiled, pouring his coffee, he smiled, "Work, like usual. And you?"
Luna snorted, "The banshee is breathing fire."
He snorted, "What happened now?"
She wrote down his order, "I broke my alarm clock after having a nightmare."
He winced as she smirked, "Walk right out the house, and bumped into a guy that kept getting into trouble."
The man laughed, as she went to get his order, "I don't know why you work in a dinner, when you have greater strength than this."
Luna snorted, as she grinned, "It's because of the banshee woman."
The man shook his head as he ate his breakfast, Luna started to leave, "Enjoy your day, old man."
The man yelled, "I am not old. I just like to live the old way."
Luna hummed, "Uh – ha."
Luna worked till it was two, she traded clothes, and left her work. She was walking through the street, when it was rumbling. She sighed, as she looked up at the sky. The god of Thunder had return back to Earth, she sighed as she lifted her hands up. The rain started to come down as she started dancing. She started swirling her hips, as she dropped it low, then popped up in a snap. She lifted her leg up high bringing it close to her head as she slapped the street with it. She rocked her hips forward as she did a Shakira dance rolling her hips in a belly dancer fashion. As she twirled on one leg, she could see six people watching her as she twirled her hair around as the rain started to twist around her. She kept dancing in a motion that was enchanting when the water was now in the air. Luna open her eyes to see the water floating. She stomped her feet, throwing her arms out, "STOP!"
The water fell to the ground in a rush as she was soaked to the bone, she brought her arms close to her chest as she screamed, and screamed. She was a freak, she was not human. She was normal, she was not a freak, she was human. She didn't know what she was. She cried out as she started to run. She felt the earth give away as she gain speed. She dashed through speeding cars, leaping over people, she jumped up onto roofs as she did circus tricks. She blinked as she looked down at the ground. She was floating in the air, she screamed. Don't feel anything. The words were coming back.
"You're a freak of nature. You burned the garden. You flooded the kitchen. You made a tornado in my laundry room. There is mud all over the carpet. Why don't you just die you little freak of nature?
You don't belong here. What are you? A freak? A monster? No one wants you. You were a freak from the moment you were born. You should have died along with your parents. They should have lived not you, a freak of nature.
A monster that destroys anything in her path. You are a monster. Why do I put up with you?"
She fell from the sky, landing on top of trees as the branches broke under her weight. She landed in a muddy puddle as she shook her hands, and the mud came off of her. She put her hands in her hoodie as she dashed through the park as she crossed the street.
Luna walked into a bookstore as she was going through the shelves, she was looking for a old book. She reached for it when a pale hand touched her hand and the spine of the book. She shyly raised her head to emerald green eyes in all of her seventeen years, she never thought she would fall in love. She pulled her hand back, muttering softly, "Sorry."
He shook his head, and smiled, "The fault is mine, my lady."
She looked at his hair that was pulled into a short braid that laid between his shoulders. She kept her glance on the floor then shortly looked at him, she bit her lip. As she looked back at him, then she looked at him as he dropped his hand, "I do believe you had your hand first on the book, my lady."
She gently smiled when she heard chiming, it was six. She ran out of the bookstore, rushing toward her house. She slowed to the door, as she quietly pushed her shoes off. She quickly bound up the stairs only to be strike down with a broom. She fell down the stairs, rolling, tumbling down the steps. She groaned as she pushed herself up as a hammer hit her square on the cheekbone. She could hear her aunt's voice, "You know the rules. Six is six, you are late. It is five after six. You are not allowed to go to the bookstore."
Luna watched as the blood dripped onto the carpet as her aunt screamed, "Clean up this mess."
Luna sat up as she waved her hand, the carpet was clean, and the stairs were repaired. She had magic ever since she could remember. As Luna climbed up the stairs, she remembers the man with emerald green eyes, and his gentle smile. She went to the bathroom, digging under the sink for the first aid. She put gauze on it, and butterfly bandages as she looked at the horrible bruise area. Luna walked out of her room as she dropped to her bed on the floor. Now she wondered as she laid there, what was she?