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Prefet

By: Lona333

Chapter 1, Trenity has entered another world, and theres no way out. She has to find away to escape the one persone who wants her dead, but will she stop her self from falling for his brother?

I stare at the screen door, breathing heavily. the chair I sit in is wooden and splinters. My hands are tiedbehind my back, tight. My hair is in my face, and my clothes are torn. The room is dark, but the moon light from outsideshines in through the cracks in the ceiling. At least, I think its moon light. The screen door opens, and he walks in. I put on my brave face, ready for the pain I know is to come, but instead I am cutloose. I sit, afraid. My breathing increases as I tense up. He brushes my hair out of my face. I don't want to look up but he forces me too. I meet his eyes, and then I see, that it isn't he whom tortured me. It is another man, that looks like him. In fact everything about him is the same as the other, but not the eyes. This ones eyes and purple and kind. The others eyes and red and cruel. He helps me stand, then asks my name, I reply shortly but he cannot hear me. "Speak up" He says. "Trenity." I say. He nods, "I'm Wake." It is a strange name, but so are purple eyes. "Where am I?" I ask. He narrows his eyes as he says, "My brother's house." My eye brows shoot up, no wonder they look so alike. "That still doesn't tell me where we are." He looks at me, "You should know. Did Drift drain your powers?" I snorted, "Is this a game? Powers, really?" Wake stares wide-eyedat me, "Your human." It was a statement but I nod. "He tortured a human." Wake puts a hand through his hair, "We have to get you cleaned up." I stare at him. Why was he saying human? wasn't he human? "your probably really confused now. I'll explain on the way to my friends." He took off his trench coat and put it around me. "Nobody can see you like this, they'll think it was me." He rushes me out the screen door. I feel my eyes widen as I look around, still moving. The sky was white! There was what looked like a black sun in the sky. There were blue trees, and the grass was red. flowers were black and neon colors. Wake didn't let me finish looking, he rushed me into his car, which is when I realized there was a road, and that he had a car. I was satin the passenger seat. he ran around to the other side, and got in. he started the car, and revved the engine. We got on the road, then Wake started talking. "Welcome to Prefet. It's aworld full of non humans. If a human happens to find a portal here, and lives their way through it, we are to treat you like kings or queens. Humans are rare. They can make new races, if they happen to breed with one of our kind. It is against the law to hurt humans. Which is why my brother is in a heap load of trouble. I'm his twin, if you haven't noticed. My mother was human, but she died at my brothers birth. I am older by two hours. My father hasn't seen us for years. But he writes." I looked at him, "Writes? You don't have email or phones?" Wake shook his head, "Humans have said things about that stuff, but none of them can explain what its made ofor how it works." I shook my head, there was no use in trying to explain. "any way," He continued, "My friend Jemmacan help clean you up." I nodded. "So if you're nothuman, what are you?" I asked. "Well I, and my brother, are x-fires. We can speak telepathically, shape shift, and turn our selves invisible. We x-fires are not that common. Jemmais a banato. She can clone any object, but make it a different size, and color. My father He is a Rafgar, he can do what I can, but he can't shape shift." Wake listed the things off as he parked in a drive way. The house he had parked next to was pink. Everything was pink, the windows, the roof, the walls. Wake got out and motioned me to do the same. I opened my door and stepped out on to the pink drive way. Wake rushed me up the steps to the door after I closed the car door. He knocked on the dark pink wood. The was the sound of locks and then the door opened. A short girl smiled brightly as she saw Wake. "Come on in Wake!" She grabbed his hand and pulled him in. "OH! You brought a human!" The girl grabbed my hand and pulled me in too. She closed the door, and turned to Wake, "Do you need Jemma?" Wake smiled, "Could you go get her for me, Yeta?" Yetanodded and ran. She went up a flight of stairs. I heard a door open, then close. "That was Yeta. She's Jemma'sassistant." I jumped at Wake's voice. He had gotten closer to me. I heard the door up stairs open. A Woman came down the stairs, Yetabehind her. "So Wake, " The woman said, "You found a human." Wake cleared his throat, "Yes, Jemma, I did. My brother tortured her. She needs to befixed up." Wake took his trench coat from me to show Jemmamy clothes. "Oh dear, come with me." Jemmatook my had and started to take me up the stairs when I froze. "What is the matter Trenity?" Wake asked me. I shook my head, "I just....... never mind, its nothing." "Trenity, tell me what it is." Wakes tone was like my mothers when I was hiding something. "I don't want to go with them with out you." I wanted to take back my words, but I rushed on, "I know its silly, but I feel safe around you." Wake raised an eye brow. I felt silly standing there looking like a mess. Wake walked towards me, his white hair fell in one of his eyes. "I can come with you if you want, I have no objections." I Looked at Jemma. She wiggled her eye brows at me. I blushed as I realized what Wake meant. "No, I think Jemmais safe enough." I said, pulling Jemmaup the stairs. In my twenty-two years of life, I had never had a boy friend. I was completely oblivious when it came to that stuff. Jemmaand Yetawere laughing, I could also hear Wake laughing. Jemmastopped laughing to speak to me, "We can fix you right up, Trenity." Yetaopened the door in front of them, and pulled me through it. I looked around to see shelves full of shirts, dresses, pants, skirts, and shoes. They were all different, but I knew Jemmacould clone them. Jemmawas taller than I, by two feet. She was also warring high heels. "Pick something, and I'll match it to your size." Jemma said, as if any body could do it.

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