When my uncle picked me up that day, I glared at him.
“Don’t look at me that way!”
“What way?”
“Like I’m guilty of something.”
“Oh but you are. You never told me that I would one day gain magical powers or that I’m going to go through six years of power malfunctions that can decide whether or not I’ll grow power rings when I’m 12. Plus I have to wear purple shirts to school every day that dye my armor malfunctions to the color of my skin. So yes I’m unhappy okay!”
“Skylar, I understand your frustration. But, I never told because I didn’t think you would understand.”
“Understand? Understand what? That I’m a freak?”
“You’re not a freak.”
“Then how come I had to be in a separate room when you were enrolling me?”
“Sky, you don’t understand your disorder do you?”
“So what if I’m autistic? I’m different, so what? Normal is overrated!”
“Because of your disability the rules are different for you everywhere. You wouldn't believe how many hoops your father had to jump through with being a disabled singer when he was young!”
“But now he’s on the road all the time! Webcam is all I see of him!”
“You don’t listen! I’m trying to say your life is going to be different from other people’s!”
“Also I need you to tell me what happened before the mind-wiping. What caused it?”
”It happened because Shirak possessed me.”
“Possessed? You mean there are demons that control your powers?”
“Yes. But, you won’t have to deal with it until you get your power rings.”
“Okay. Keep going.”
“So the regular Hitons that aren’t mixed found out I was a power-cithian and got jealous.”
“How jealous? And how did they find out?”
“They wouldn’t let us get jobs. We had to steal hawkheads and be in disguises all the time just to make ends meet.”
“That doesn’t sound like fun. But how did they find out about your powers?”
“To tell you the truth I don’t really have a lot of power. Most of what I'm known for is potion making.”
“Okay. So what potion made you get booted out of the office of Bloodbringer?”
“I’m the patron of the Darkomegian procedure.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s not important you’ll learn about it when you’re older. Anyways, people got so jealous that they called us racist even though we offer normal people a way to get powers if they pay like 5,000 hawkheads. But the biggest reason we were called racist was because we only had one Sayis and that’s Elwoods Bolto.”
“But what made the Sayis’ have to wipe people of the memories of us?”
“During my impeachment, They legitimately had me locked up.”
“Locked up? So who was running the United States of Jasper?”
“Brian Henderson, the vice BloodBringer.”
“So what did he do?”
“He went totally insane and separated all the citizens of Jasper into ranks. Nobody was allowed to vote except for the Ganthiras . They were the only ones who controlled the laws that were made. The second rank were Kandriths. This was the rank most cithians were put in. The main people who ran the Kandrith rank were devil worshippers so we had a pretty bad reputation. The last rank is called the Rangrates. These are the people like me that had to wear a disguise and have a fake name just to make ends meet. Heck no one knew I was named Kodyack until I ran for office”
“But what made the Sayis’ Council wanna wipe everyone’s minds?”
“On March 7th of 2024, The Hitons got so jealous that Brian just woke up and instantly decided to outlaw all cithians. The outlawing went on for three weeks and three days. It was called the most insane three weeks of our lives in our village of Haystead and all over Jasper. It was also called Bleeding Siraka because the Cithians went to the Village of Siraka to escape imprisonment. Although that was not what happened because 300 cithians died during those days. Because of this, The Sayis Council decided to wipe the Hitons' minds of all the memories of Cithians. But they warned that if any Cithian attacks happened their minds would be returned to them and the hunt for our people would start again.”
“Okay. But now that I know all that, do I still need to go to school?”
“Yes, of course. You still have a lot to learn about our people and who were the first cithians to gain powers.”“First ones? Wait, I thought all cithians have powers.”
“Nope,Our powers came from a potion that we stole back from the Yakobians. The source of all our powers is called the Maroon heart. Although there are two sides to the heart.Each side was made by two brothers. Adagar Markson and Gadrid Markson.
Adagar’s side was the source of power for all Good cithians and Gadrid Markson’s side was the source of all the bad cithian’s powers.”
“Oh my goodness, so our powers came from two brothers who were related to the Hecticmaker of the Grey Diamond Warriors?”
“Yes and because of that Shirak was reawakened and the first people to get cithian powers were possessed by him and unable to control their powers.”
“Oh. So after the Markson War, Shirak was asleep?”
“Yes.”
“So do you think Brian Henderson is maybe a human embodiment of Shirak?” “I highly doubt it.”
“Why?”
“Because Brian is one of the Yakobs who were on Hiton before we came along and the Yakobs took our potion to make sure gods and demons could never be contacted again. From then on, Shirak and his servants weren’t allowed to possess the yakob.”
“So the potion banned Shirak from possessing Yakobians?”
“Yes, but they warned us that if we took back our potion for any reason their banning of Shirak and his servants would be relinquished.”
The next day I overslept. I basically slept past my alarm. My uncle also slept his alarm. My alarm was set for 6am. When I woke up though, it was 10 in the morning. I woke up to him being super mad at himself because he would be late for his college classes and I was way past the time school would start. My school starts at 8pm So I would be over two hours late depending on the traffic. My uncle was swearing all over the place. He walked into my room. He glared at me. “The head mistress called me.” “What did she say?” “She has to enroll you for your cithian power class. So you have 15 mins to get ready. I also need to get ready.” “Meet you downstairs then?” “Yes, Sky.” I got dressed in my purple shirt and blue jeans. I headed downstairs. Just like I thought, my uncle was not waiting for me and walked up the stairs and over to Uncle’s bedroom . I knocked on his door. “Unkie, are you comin’? We’re gonna be late!” “Go wait in the living room for me. I’ll be down in a minut
The next day was a weird one. I woke up in fear because of a nightmare. I’ve always had nightmares but this was a frightful one. I even woke up screaming. My uncle Kodyack was right there beside me when I woke up. “What did you see?” “I dreamt that I was in a field and a spacecraft appeared above me. A beam shot down from the ship and I saw an alien with big black eyes and he opened his mouth to speak to me and...” “So what did the alien say?” “I don’t know. I woke up before he could spat out the words.” “Well, you need to get ready for school.” “More like history about cithians academy!” “Stop mocking the school and just get ready!” “Fine! I will!” I got ready and headed downstairs with my backpack and we got my uncle’s truck. When I got to school I sat down as Miss Meghan stood at the blackboard. “Today our lesson will be on what made the Sayis Council wipe the Hiton’s memory of us. But before we do, let me welcome the fifth graders.” The fifth graders sat down.
I will say that I didn’t expect what happened surrounding meeting my childhood nemesis. It was definitely not a normal day. When I got to school that day, I heard this on the radio: “Bloodbringer Gunderson has become even more crazy. He is now predicting that in 2050 the cithians will definitely invade Siraka and start the next war against them. Some people say he’s going beyond crazy. The war of 2024 was what started this whole thing some experts say because that was the last time Cithians were talked about and eventually outlawed. Ever since then it's like our minds have been erased of memory of all cithians and terror that surround them.” “Uncle, how come Bloodbringer Gunderson still remembers our people?” “It is said that he is not truly a hiton so the rule does not apply to him.” “What do you mean? Is there something you aren’t telling me?” “It is said that after the hitons' minds were erased, The human embodiment of Shirak made Bloodbringer Gunderson touch the Maroon He
My uncle opened my bedroom door. “Skylar get your ass out of bed! It’s your birthday! Time for birthday breakfast!” “Uncle, just let me sleep! It’s the weekend after all!” “Skylar, get up we’re going to go to Quffle cookery for your birthday breakfast!” “Oh, yeah I forgot!” I got up and out of bed and got dressed. I raced downstairs and my uncle followed me outside. My uncle turned on the radio and smiled. “Today isn’t just your birthday! Today is our 2 year anniversary of you living with me!” “Oh, you’re right! Two holidays at once!” The radio buzzed and we heard Bloodbringer Gunderson speak. “As you all know this has been my 21st year of serving this great country of Jasper. But it has also been the weirdest! People have been saying that I'm going crazy because i’m talking about the cithians all the time and no even remembers their existence!” My uncle chuckled “Of course they don’t remember us! The Sayis Council wiped their memories! Remember what I told you about
I awoke from a weird dream. In the dream, I was standing in front of a Shadow. The Shadow was standing in a beam of light. It looked at me. “Skylar Ridian Crop, it is the day of your awakening...” was what I heard from the shadow before I woke up. I knew what this meant. Today is the day I might get my powers. We talked about this day all the time in my warrior powers class at Haystead Academy. Miss Bloom was always the teacher who talked about it. She always talked about how it will be different for everyone. She said if we weren’t supposed to get our powers that we would get our power rings taken away from our bodies in a way that would be a different experience for everyone. But if we were supposed to get our powers, then something spectacular and special would happen to us. For me at least, I also hoped that it would be something special and spectacular and not the other one. It was also my twelfth birthday. I will admit that I didn’t think that both my awakening and my bir
I was enjoying a nice day outside with my class for class out on the lawn. We were rushed inside as sirens went off continuously. Ms.Bloom turned on the tv as we all sat down. She turned the channel to the local news. The newswoman was standing in front of a skyscraper. Behind her a portal opened and out stepped a man with a blue face. Two families screamed as their cars crashed into the skyscraper. One family was in a mustang. The other was in a Prius. The blue-faced man shot beams of darkness at the skyscraper as it fell to the ground in rubble. Another portal opened beside him. A man in armor stepped out of it. Kandriths were seen shouting praises to the devil and his servant Shirak. Ganthiras were out protesting the event. Rangrates joined them. My nemesis Jaren rolled his eyes. “It seems that the Strikers' memories have been returned to them and the Kandriths are all to blame!” Yellow orbs went into my wrists as he stood up and threw his desk at the wall. I got up from m
The strikers’ truck arrived in front of a white dome. They dragged me inside as a woman with black hair walked up to us. “You must be the person to thank.” “For what?” “For giving us our memories back.” “Why is that a good thing?” “Because your kind don’t deserve to live. Plus, I have a job again now.” “That may be good for you but, it means my kind is no longer safe from harm.” “True. But I'm just glad that no one can say that the Bloodbringer is crazy anymore.” “True. But I can’t ever guess what you people plan to do with me.” “Oh believe me you’ll find out soon.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” The lady whistled loudly as two strikers appeared. “Men take him to the initiation room.” The strikers dragged me to a small tent. They locked me down to a chair as an old tv was put in front of me. I looked at and a small black man appeared on the screen. “My name is General Ellison. All cithians are jerks and assholes. They say their lives are hard from the minute t
“So what are the chances that my mom is here among us.?” “Very slim. Not all the people caught are in the same concentration camp.” “ “Yeah. I knew that . Doesn’t mean the spies who are caught aren't in the same one though.” Maybe. But that wouldn’t make sense because there are only about 50 prisoners of war in this camp.” “My uncle told me that only 250 Cithians were killed.” “Yes, that's true. But there have probably been about 1000 or more who have been caught not counting the number of SPS members who were caught.” “So you took down the death toll of all the cihtians who were caught versus killed but you didn't write down an estimate of how many spies were caught versus killed?” “We know how many people were caught versus killed that were spies. We just don’t know how many of them lost their memories.” “Wait , does that mean that it’s possible that there are spies who didn’t lose their memories?” “I wouldn’t get your hopes up .” “Why not ? There is a loophole to every