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| Alyssa sighed and pushed the swing upward. As long as nobody got on her nerves, she would be safe. The big news was all over the newspaper. The Guardians’ creatures laid eggs. Now they had a complete set of 800 eggs to hatch if the worthy could hatch all 800 species. She signed up for the Omegas and had to wait until next week to go there and see if she could bond with them. Something felt off. She was missing something. Maybe creatures could fill the gap. Maybe she was adopted. She looked nothing like her parents. People have commented how she looked like Casskull and his wife. No, it was all about the eggs, and soon she would be 10. Those eggs were everything to her. Then her mom came, looking very pale. “What’s wrong?” “Those eggs you wanted to go for. They were stolen.” “Stolen?” She couldn’t have heard right. Plunk! The seat broke, and the next thing she knew, she was sitting on the ground. Her swing was torn to shreds. Maybe she did it yet again. Things happened around her. But she could heal. She loved to heal. “Oh dear, the swing broke again. Listen, those eggs were your only hope of gaining control over your powers. You are mastering healing, but you need more. Learn your other elements, too. I know you care. Deep down inside. Now that hope is gone.” “No, that can’t be. I had those same hopes, too. I need those eggs. To prove I am not evil.” “What matters is what is in your heart. The great creatures blessed us with balance. There will always be a way. Maybe you can meet Isaac Thomson’s parents. They are the ones who lost their eggs.” “Maybe I wasn’t up for it after all. Maybe I’m not up for anything. I am not worthy.” Alyssa stood up. “Bad things happen when I get involved. Always. These eggs are no different. Something bad will happen to them.” “Now you know very well it’s not your fault. Isaac disappeared, too. It wasn’t you. It has been happening to other eggs, too. We believe Casskull is behind their disappearance. He has always been greedy for power ever since he picked up that sword 500,000 years ago.” “I don’t want to hurt you like I destroyed the swing I was on. I don’t know how to control it. I am better off without powers. I hate myself. I don’t fit in.” “You will fit in. You have to learn who you are and accept yourself as you are.” “The eggs-” Alyssa didn’t know what to think. Her life depended on it. Just the same luck as getting her hands on the Vortex Staff. It could change into any weapon and reveal her true powers. The healer element was one power. The rest she didn’t have a name. Word count: 484 Activity: Bradbury and Octoprep |
| The lab bustled with activity as more and more children were were taken in. Slowly, they became monsters and were taken to the beach, where Casskull took them to various places to brainwash their minds. The children were under heavy illusions, but few managed to break through these illusions. Even the workers were under illusions. The most loyal ones were exempted. The smell of dung and urine leaked through the air, no matter how much air freshener was used. All the children could smell was lilacs and roses. The illusions were strong. Few knew the truth. Casskull was their boss from freedom to slavery. Outside provided little relief from the smell. Those who opened their mouths and complained were executed. The land was always for sale. Trees surrounded the lab and beach. Was there no end to this madness? Word Count: 318 Activity: Bradbury and Octoprep |
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