Feel My Soul Avenger

by RondaFlower

Fact: Everyone has a soulmate. Fact: Superheroes exist as do villains. I'm not talking your average; "let's rob a bank villains," though those exist too. I'm talking your "let's take over the world villains." Fact: Those villains are majorly evil and are coming after me because of who my Soulmates are. Fact: Well the fact is, I'm majorly screwed.

3. Chapter 1: Prologue

As a young child, I always thought that the world was full of such wonderful things. The vibrant greens of trees, the stunning yellow of the sun, even though it blinded me if I looked at it for a long time. Even the black harshness of the asphalt was beautiful to my child's mind, as you could see every bump and ridge in it without having to feel it. The world was full of such beauty and love everywhere I turned.

Though I never realized it at the time, I was truly blessed to have a mom who loved me as much as she did. She always had nice warm hugs and gentle kisses to place on my brow at bed time. I never knew who my father was, only that he had died, and so I never asked my mom for specifics. I could see how sad she became when he was mentioned, and how her eyes would dart down to her blackened soul mark with misty eyes and far away memories on the tip of her tongue.

When my Soul Mark's showed up at the young age of 3, my mama didn't even bat an eyelash. The majority of the population only has 1 single soulmark that signifies the person with whom they are going to spend the rest of their lives with in happy bliss, but I was different she said. I was SPECIAL, because the Fates had decided that I needed more than 1 person to love me, I needed 3.

So she protected me. She held me when life got rough, and comforted me when I couldn't shake the name calling off. She was my bestfriend. So when she died of cancer when I turned 23, it was the hardest thing in the world to make the decision to pack up and move on, but in the end it was what I ended up doing. Leaving our beautiful home boarded up and sold so that I could move away and start anew somewhere fresh. Somewhere, where hopefully having a red, blue, and purple rose wouldn't draw extra attention. But who was I kidding, having 3 Soulmates would draw attention anywhere I went, this time though I was ready. I had a job lined up at a local cafe waiting for me, as well as the apartment above said cafe rented out, and I had confidence. Something which I hadn't had in a while.

I had confidence that everything would be ok and that everything would turn out alright.

I had confidence that from now on life was going to go my way.

Oh who the Hell was I kidding. If I make it to New York City from Michigan alive I'm going to call it a good day.