𝐎𝐧𝐞- 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝
My name is Amira,
I've never been the one to think that my life would go further than the temple or the line that marks Egypt from any other country. I've never traveled outside of home from the fear of being found out. You must wonder why I fear being found out. Well truth is I don't. My father does. He fears that when someone looks at me they will be able to tell that I am not the normal quirk kept human.
It is true that I do not possess a quirk, but an ability that was passed down to me. My mother being the famous and well respected and worshiped cat goddess of fertility, altered my appearance and my ability to make me fit in with the humans. So that my power came in packets, and I would develop them all over time. But she could not control how powerful my abilities would grow to be.
I possess many abilities that my ancestors said "you have not unlocked yet". So as I grow older they expect me every year starting at 7 to train to use them. They want me to become like them, gods....
Term one.. April.
I am 16. I was taught the modern curriculum that is taught to children along with extra godly teachings. Stress does not define what I went through before today. Most kids call it summer school in which you attend extra classes over most of the summer. But at this point it's just become my life. Learn the normal math, science, English, world history, blah blah in the fall through spring. And then along with that learn how to be a god every single day. And you know that end of the year test? Yes I have that too both normally and godly.
I have to test if I have any new abilities and also test what I've learned and how it effects me being a god. It's all a big mess that I have to deal with alone. 'Well doesn't your mom help you?' No. My mother returned to her realm after I was born to restore herself back to her godly duties and left me with my father. My father is human, meaning he has absolutely no clue how to raise a young god. And I don't blame him.
He received no instructions, not even terms and conditions. He was left to figure out the hole parenting shizam out by himself. It sounds messed up and it absolutely is, no doubt about it.
My father is young old, the age of 45. He never goes out because he fears because I am a god raised In the mortal realm I'll have the mind of a normal teenager and sneak out and accidentally use my godly abilities or accidentally use the ones I don't know I have and be idolized or all these other things he comes up with in his head.
I think he's an over analyzer and thinks too much about thinks that won't happen but could happen. I have barely any connection with my mother which according to the high school class I took on family education, being without a mother can be traumatic and damaging to children. I believe that with everything I have. I have no siblings to share this pain with, no mother to help me through woman hood, and definitely no father with basic parenting skills.
So I am basically raising myself. Well not all by myself. You see I do have just a tad bit of guidance from my mother. She appears to me when there is going to be a life changing shift in my life, or right before it happens. She reaches out to be in my dreams, sometimes through the prospective of animals(usually cats), and liquid forms like water.
It's about 10:44 pm and night has fallen over Alexandria. Right now I am staying in the Godly teachings temple in the East of this capital state. I stand in the bathing pool with the water up to my shoulders. My entire body including my extra limbs (tail and Ears) are fully relaxed in the steaming water. I look up through the sky view glass at the full moon above me.
I wait patiently like I always do on full moons. Why you may ask? Every time my mother reaches out to me she tends to do it on a ripe full moon and I must be at the temple for her to reach me, since the temple has godly properties that are easily accessed by godly parents.
It's April and it's my 8th or ninth month in here this school year and my 192919282929 time being here in general. I won't say I hate it here. I like being with people my age and people that can relate to having human parents and having the same problems.
I have gotten used to seeing their faces every day now. So much that I consider them siblings instead of close friends.
I suddenly hear a voice...
It whispers repetitively.
Then I make out a voice that presents a clear message.
"Daughter of mine, successor soon to be. I call out to you, to warn you of a shift.
"A shift, another one?"
A shift that will change your life forever. With this shift comes both sacrifice and reward. You shall move to the core state of Tokyo and attend a school that will teach you to be a hero. No more will you suffer the continuous cycle of godly teaching, but you will transition to help people with the knowledge of the things previously taught along with their new curriculum. I believe you are ready for this change, I believe you are prepared to take this shift by the throat and dominate it just as I would. You make me proud beloved daughter, I see the same fire in your eyes as my mother once did in mine, you have my blood coursing through your veins. You are a Goddess, you represent. So go on now and live this life that is presented to you" she says before the pool glows up in a bright blue.
I dunk myself under the water and look around for something. I don't know what I'm looking for but the pool doesn't just glow up for no reason.
Finally I see a flashing of lights. Like you would when you look at the wall when the tv is on and the wall reflects the pattern of colors on the tv.
I see pictures flashing, switching every five seconds so I can get a glimpse of the photos. I see a school, buildings labeled with numbers and letters. A stage with words written in another language. A group of people in which I don't know. A mannequin on a stand in a closet, and the black marble stand it sits upon, is labeled with the word "Felinus". Then the picture flashing stops.
I arise from the water in a heavy breath. I look around and the glowing blue water has returned to the dull aqua color it was once before. I piece the messages together as I leave the bathing pool.
"Those towers must be located in Tokyo, where mother told me I am to live." I say to myself. That is the only theory I can come up at the moment. The other pictures are a blur and I'll have to do more digging do find out what the other photos mean.
I return to my sleeping chambers in my silk night gown. I pray to the gods and brush my hair before I lie down to rest for the night. Tomorrow I will either start this new life my mother speaks of, or go back to the stressful life of a goddess' child.
I wake up bright and early. I stretch my limbs and crack my bones. I have a thick cloth I like to use in the morning to dig my claws in. This easily removed the dead layer from my nails. I open my closet to retrieve an outfit. But to my surprise my clothes are gone.
"WHERE IN EGYPT ARE MY FUCKING CLOTHES" I yell.
I hear foot steps run to get closer to my door.
"Morning Amira, watch your language" my maid says with a rolling tray of food.
"What's going on Nari? Where are my clothes?" I ask searching my closet further.
"Well your mother has requested you transfer schools. Your belongings are packed and they are in Japan at a dormitory waiting for you. You have a bag packed in the training room. Everyone is waiting for you there to say goodbye." She explains as she strips my bed.
"Your mother informed you of the transfer last night, no?" She asks
"Yes.. but I didn't know it would be so soon" I reply
"She said this change is big. Are you ready?" She asks. Nari is my maid. She's always been like an aunt to me. Always checks up on me, and always asks me how I feel, never expects what the teachers do. She knows I have human in me, and that I should be treated as such.
"If this change is less stressful like she said, I'm ready as I'll ever be" I reply, shoving a block of cheese in my mouth.
"I believe in you Mira.. you have goddess blood. You are ready for the world, Japanese schooling will be a piece of cake" she says referring to a American figure of speech.
She's right. I am.
Ready for the world
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