Ch 7
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AN: Sorry it took so long. It was Christmas break & I had a full schedule. Anyway, I really hope you like this chapter, so please review. Oh, the contest is still on, can anyone guess who the alien? Major hint: In the entire Ultra franchise, he only appears a handful of times. Try and guess, the answer will be revealed soon!
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I placed my two bags on my bed, then I remembered something and took my shinys out of my larger bag. Bags and boxes and loose pieces. I dumped them all onto my bed and began testing them. Fake. Fake. Real. Fake but nice enough to keep. Fake. Fake. Fake. Fake. Fake. Real. Real. Fake. Fake. Fake. WHY ARE MOST OF MY SHINYS FAKES! Quickly getting tired of it, I sorted my shinys into ones that I like and ones that I don't like. The ones I like I put back into my bags and boxes. The ones I don't like I tested to see if they were real or not. Out of a hundred bad shinys, only a handful had real gems or real gold/silver. I threw the badies out the window and placed my shinys into my big bad.
Then I place that by my smaller bag and placed my golden sword on top. I'm really going to kill them. But first I want to do something. I walked out of my room and headed down the hall to my parents bedroom. For years, I gave her my stuff, it's time I took it back. Their room was clean, with the exception of the bed, where she was sleeping loudly. I'll kill her last. I went to her dresser and grabbed all her jewelry boxes, and also a fancy looking book with diamonds on the cover, and walked out. I returned to my bedroom and placed the book into the large bag. I quickly went through the shinys and then threw the bad shinys out the window. I placed the boxes into my big bag. I glimpsed my clothes lying in my bag. So sad looking, today needs to be celebrated for my freedom. I removed all of them. My jeans, my t-shirts, my socks, and my underwear. I looked myself over. Jeans, underwear, a black shirt, my beloved jacket, and more Shinys. My jacket I placed in the bag, along with the shinys, then I took everything else off. I shivered in the cold air.
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I walked back down the hall, naked, my sword in hand. In the bedroom's closet, I found lots of pretty shoes and clothes. I put a pair of black 8-inch heels on, then grabbed on the other shoes and ran back to my room. I tossed their boxes out and put them in. I found a black dress with a lovely pattern of embroidered gold. I put it on and grabbed all the others. Into the bag they went! I was making a racket, so when I found a lovely golden tiara with red rubies, my mother stirred as I placed it on my head.
"Who are you?" She asked sleepily. She must not have recognized me in the getup. I turned toward her, twirling my sword. She was sitting up, squinting at me. I tilted my head ever so slightly.
"I planned on killing you last." I smiled sweetly at her confused face.
"But, not everything goes to plan, mother." I used a line she uses all the time with my father. Her eyes widened in recognition just before I plunged my blade into her breast. Her red blood spilled on the pristine white sheets.
"Oh, mommy, you're making an ugly mess." I teased as I pulled it out of her, spraying even more blood. She collapsed back on the bed soundlessly. I grabbed the small silk pillow behind her body and the one clean blanket before I turned back to the closet and grabbed her remaining hats. Into my stuffed bag they go!
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I stared at myself in the mirror. I used to be a flat chested thirteen year old with wild, unkempt hair, and brown eyes. I used to wear baggy jeans, an ugly colored t-shirt, and my jacket. Thanks to my God, I feel more like a twenty-year-old. I now have chin length golden hair, which matches the golden tiara with rubies. My eyes glowed red. My chest was round, showing cleavage through my black and gold dress, which barely covered my black heels at my feet. I wore a large red and gold necklace, golden bracelets with rubies, and red lipstick.
"You look pretty." My god spoke. He didn't appear, so I didn't see him in the mirror.
"All thanks to you my god." I spoke. My god didn't reply. I frowned.
"I'm going to kill him, I already killed 'mother,' he is all that's left." I smiled wickedly. My god remained silent. I had a thought.
"What will happen to you?" I asked. Silence.
"Will you still be here after I regain my freedom?" I asked him. Silence.
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"Hey honey. You look great tonight." My father spoke as he stared at me. He sounded somber. That was unusual. He didn't recognize me, though. That's fine by me. I walked over to his leather chair. Beer bottles covered his feet. He smirked as he watched me.
"Heading to a party tonight? Can I come?" He asked as he watched me. I stared coldly at him.
"I'm at the party." I brought my blade up.
"You are the entertainment." He didn't say anything when I sliced his throat. He just gurgled then collapsed forward. I stared down at him. Most people would feel something when they killed someone. Regret, hate, anger, sorrow, depression, guilt… I felt nothing. Considering who it was I killed, I couldn't care less. I smiled to myself.
"My god, I killed them, just as you told me. I killed my pa-" I stopped myself. Papa. I had always called him my father. Never papa. He was supposed to act like a father, but he failed and I never called him papa. Papa. Papa. Papa. I stared at the dead man.
"They were never my parents." I stated. It was truth, great truth. My real papa was a great warrior. A great fisherman. A fisherman. A fisherman. Then, slowly, I regained my memories.
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My ship floated above the Earth. Papa went down to hunt the large shark whale. I stared at planet known as earth through the glass of the ship. It was so pretty with its many oceans and green masses of land.
"Mama, can I go to this planet for my Wait?" I asked as my mother walked into my room. Her permanent smile seemed to grow bigger.
"Yes, it is your Wait."
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"Goodbye, mama. I hope I can see you again someday." I spoke as I turned into a young human girl just like I was taught. My mother waved me goodbye as her ship began to take off. I looked at the house that had my human parents. Mother said they were good people, I could not wait to meet them. I smiled happily.
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"Mama, Papa!" I screamed as they were shot dead right in front of me. It was only a few days after my real mother left me for the Traditional Wait. I was running up to them when another pop sounded, making me fall forward in shock.
"Look, she's a little girl. We could make a few bucks off of her once she is old enough." A man spoke as he walked up to me. The man that soon became known as my father.
"That would take a while, we should teach her some manners beforehand." My new mother said as she reached for me.
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When they were driving me in their car, my memories began to disappear, as part of my coming of age ceremony. I would regain after a male 'educates' me and takes me to be his bride. Until then, I must live as a human for a few years, pick up as many skills as I can on my own, and pray for the one that will find me.
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AN: Can you guess who the god is? The shark whale is a major hint. Then again, the sword and the black & gold coloring is too. I won't post the next one for a while to give you guys a good chance to guess. Tell me your answer in the Reviews! (5 reviews on guessing who the God is before the next chapter and they have to be by different people and only 2 are allowed to be anonymous). See you Next chapter. ;}