The Seven lost Orsa's - book one - Defiance, E FromHebs [readict .TXT] 📗

I have always been different, the same silver hair and golden eyes, but I never knew why, until now. Not everyone is like me, apart from Dane. Yes, he has his secrets, and I have mine, but I know his, I know everyone's, just by looking at them. I told you I was different, but now I have found others like me, and they understand what it is like to be a seeker, of course, I didn't know that until I met them, I just thought I was different, but no, I was someone else. Something else.

You probably don't understand what I am going on about, so I am going to explain it. A seeker is a bit like a witch, but with no pointy hats and warts on the end of our noses, maybe you call us warlocks, yes, that's a better way to describe it. We are descended from the faeries, and, yes, they are real, but not the happy cheerful ones that you read in books, they are beautiful creatures, but they have a vicious temper. Luckily for us, we just get their looks, and not their personality, although some of the unlucky ones do, and we call them Omniforms, they look like us, so they are almost impossible to pick out, but they are vicious and bloodthirsty, and part of our job is to find them, and kill them. It's not their faults, of course, but it is for the safety of the humans, and we have to go by the rules of the Primicerius. or our lives could be at threat.

The Primicerius is another word for the govournment, some of the workers for the govournment are one of us, so when they give out orders, secret codes and separate messages are hidden in them, so that we can do our job properly. You probably still don't get the part about me knowing everyone's secrets, well, I don't really get it either, they just sort of jump out at me when I see them, like loads of pop up advertisements on a website. I know their deepest fears, every child hood memory to every bruise and cut, I know their life inside out, as if I had lived it myself, but that's how we find the Omniforms, with me. How others find them, we don't know, but it's best not to be curious, because it can get you killed, or even worse. 

You might think that I am done explaining, but the truth is, I haven't explained half of it. I don't have alot of time left, but I'll try my best to tell you enough. I met Dane a few years ago, and ever since, we have been best friends, fighting along side each other. I used to go to school with him, but when I found out what my true purpose is in life, I just left one day, and never went back.

Now, me, Dane and Sophie live in an abandoned warehouse in central London, not the perfect location, but it's good enough. I never told you who Sophie is, well, for a start, she's not one of us, and her silky brown hair gives that away. She joined me and Dane a year ago, we met when we were sent to find a missing girl who had been taken by an Omniform, her name was Anna. Sophie is Anna's sister, and she somehow knew about us, and who we really are, and because she knew that, she wasn't safe, so we brought her with us. Sophie is like a sister to me, and has been ever since we met, we share alot of the same interests, and even share clothes and shoes!

Overall, I have a pretty good life, apart from the murders. crazed werewolves (I forgot to mention that) and other non - human stuff... 

Me and Dane walked back into the warehouse with ten shopping bags full of food. When we got in, I saw Sophie sat on the hood of the truck, reading her favorite book - Twilight. She looked up and smiled as she came to help us with the bags.

"You're back later than expected" she said

"Yes, the queue was very long, and we were stuck behind 89 year old Mrs. Raggins, and you know how she is" I glanced at the clock, we are late, an hour late.

"So what did you get?"

"The usual" Dane was smiling, as always.

"Did you bump into any Omni's?"

"No"

"Lucky you" she handed me a cutting from a newspaper

"What's this?" I asked

"Just read it"

Downtown London there have been over ten murders over the past few days, and by the looks of it, the same person, or people, are to blame. As well as the murders. three girls have been missing since last Tuesday, we have no record of them, and have no leads of there whereabouts...

I handed the piece of paper to Dane, he read it and his face was panicked.

"We need to do something" he said

"There's nothing we can do until we get given orders" I argued

"But-"

"No" I turned to look at Sophia, who was dishing up roast potatoes, "Listen to Nadia, she knows what to do"

"Fine" they both looked at me

"We wait"

We went over to the chairs and started eating, the food was burning hot in my mouth.

"When do you think they'll give us an order?" asked Dane with a mouth full of potato

"Not any time soon, I'd give it a couple of days before we check the news"

I went to go and put my plate in the 'Kitchen', but then I heard a shatter, and then a deafening scream. I ran back to where we were sat, Sophia was lying on the floor.

I ran over to where she lay, with Dane by my side.

"What happened?" I asked as I checked her pulse.

"I don't know, I just came to help you, but then i heard the scream"

"Lift her up onto the chair" we lifted her onto three chairs in a row and I ran to go and get a wet paper towel

.

"Place this on her forehead" I said, he did as I asked, I could faintly hear the sound of her breathing. Good. She's not dead. Yet. Suddenly I was terrified, she couldn't die!

Without warning, her eyes flung open, revealing bright red eyes.

Dane sucked in a breath, "She's a Tracker"

So now you're probably wondering what a Tracker is. Tracker's are descended from Elves, and have a great sense of hearing, no wonder Sophia could always hear so well. They normally work along side Seekers to help find any Omniforms, but we didn't need them, because we had me.  Tracker's have been around ever since the middle ages, but us seekers have only been here since the 1800's.

"Nadia, what happened?" asked Sophia drowsily

"Soph, you're a Tracker" I passer her the mirror, she glared at her piercing red eyes.

"What?"

"I know, but it explains alot"

She sighed and flicked her hair over her shoulder

"So now what?" asked Dane

"We contact the Primicerius, it's the only thing we can do"

"How do we do that?" Sophia asked, she has never witnessed anyone contact them. It's not an easy thing to do though, we have to travel great miles to get there.

"We go to Agatha"

"No, it's too dangerous-" Dane argued

"Lot's of people's lives are at stake here, so we kind of have no choice"

"We always have a choice"

"Not this time"

We discussed it a bit more, and then decided that we would book a flight to Lankawi tomorrow and then go ahead from there. Even so, who knows what they are going to tell us, for all we know they might tell us to abandon Sophia, but I wouldn't have the strength in me to do that, not after what we have been through. I should know them better than that, but there is still that slight chance that they wouldn't let us anywhere near her. I don't want to have to do this, it is too risky, if we get spotted by any other person our lives could be at threat, and not only our lives, but the rest of humanity.

I went to bed early, the hard mattress hurting my side, but it felt good to have some time to think, not all the time do I get time to do that. I thought about the positives about going to Lankawi, lovely beaches, amazing resturaunts, I felt a sudden joy, a sudden excitement about it, but as quickly as it came, it went away, and the fear made me feel hollow inside again. I had gotten used to this type of fear over the years, but it had never been like this before, the aching feeling that someone you love could be executed for something that couldn't possibly be their fault. Having said that though, it's not the Primicerius' fault either, but if they think that Sophia has been hiding this from them, then not only would it be a threat to them, but a threat to the humans aswel. I shoved the thought out of my head, and closed my eyes.

The pieces of rubble scattered the land in front of me, making it impossible to tell where I was. There was no world, there was no luscious green grass or soft white sand, but only the ridged edges of fatal stone and brick that was once the world with a population and happiness  but now it was a living hell. Far away I could hear the screams of a crowd of people, they came running past me, I tried to get a glimpse of what they were running from, but I couldn't move my head, so instead I listened, and I could hear faint rumble of a thousand running feet...