Through My Eyes

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Explore your limits

Chapter 1 (v.1) - My world

Submitted: May 30, 2017

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I am not normal. or ordinary,

My world is not normal. for other people it is but not for me.

But you can't see that only I can. and I do my best to hide my uniqueness, not that it is visible to anyone else, to the outside world I am just shy and have pretty eyes.

Let's take a step back a bit. I am 17 years old, My name is Sapphire Zeyne (no shock considering I was born with sapphire eyes) I live with my cousin and her husband. No parents, No siblings just me and cousin Kate and her husband Daniel, no friends because I can't have friends, when I could accidentally kill them.

Here is where I am out-of-ordinary : I have superhuman eyes

No this is not some teenager's prank it is real. 

My eyes are a rare Blue and white color and they have many "abilities" such as glowing in the dark, incredible vision range,  and the ability to burn anything. now that one gets out of hand sometimes. and shoot lightining, top all that off I can feel emotions. (including lying) 

If I focus hard enough I can set anything on fire with my eyes, a blue ice just shoots out and freezes anything and everything.

They glow when it gets dark. and if I focus I can see up to 4.8 miles away, oh and did I forget to mention that I can see through walls and objects? 

I figured out that other people didn't have this when I was like 12 and it just got stronger and stronger until eventually I am the monster that I am today. and I say that because I killed my Mum, I was 5 years old and I killed her with my eyes. I didn't realize that until I was 13.

She had a been struck by lightinging and died, I didn't realize it was my lighting until I was 13.

Anyway I am nothing special and below the ground on the social ladder.

I had never met someone like me or even similar. but who knows, I do my best to hide my uniqueness with sunglasses so maybe someone else has a similar thing that is easier to hide.

All I ever wanted was to fit in, and as a middle schooler I almost got that, but then I realized that I was far from normal, and I slowly drifted into the category of freaks and that is how I am seen now.

I came home from school at roughly 4:00. no Kate or Daniel yet. so I decided to watch TV.

Some newscaster is blabbing about Demi Farne. more commonly known as, Zipper, the worlds' most famous spy. she is fast strong and deadly, she used to be my role model but then I will never be like her because she is normal and skilled and I am unique and unskilled.

"Sapphire!" a voice called me clearly Kate, since no one has thought of a nickname for Sapphire i am called Sapphire I know it is a mouthful but what can i say, my parents liked my eyes.

"I am home' she called again. 'hey' I muttered back. I am not a talker or a listener.

"everything ok?" she said sympathetically, sympathy always annoys me. "yeah I'm really fine Kate' I say with a small smile, she means well. If only she knew what kind of a monster I really was. "ok if you change your mind let me know' as usual I sense sympathy, worry and confusion pulsing off of her.

As I hopped on my motorcycle I began to wonder what my life will be like will I ever get married? I mean if anytime my adrenaline gets at all high I start shooting fire how will I ever get married. get a job or anything?.

I headed of towards the my practice spot, the empty warehouse that has been up for ages. 

I stopped in front of the hedge and quietly climb over it, and over the huge, 'NO TRESPASSING' sign, yeah I know that's against the law, well what can I say except:  rules are made to be broken.

I walked inside, and waited to see if I felt the usual warm energy that humans let off. None, it's clear.

I scanned the room for my usual target.

While I took off my aviator shades I glanced at the ceiling and then looked back at my target, and there was the gushing sound and the normal blue ice spurts out from my pupils freezing the walls and making the room temperature drop like 10 degrees.

I don't even know why I practice I never intend on using it, It just helps me feel better for some weird reason.

Then I hear thumping and I slowly begin to feel the warm energy that flows from every human....

 



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