“Star Children.” “Yes.” “Why?” “I don’t know.”
We are not children. We are women, seniors, everything. But we look like children. Teens, even. But we are hundreds of thousands of years old. That is our secret.
Star Children! Such a corny name. However, we became this for a reason; we are sprites. Shapeshifters. Some of us are angels. Others are just supernaturals. Nevertheless, we are all members of the magical community.
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We’re trying to track them down. The Enemy. Not particularly magically gifted, but still a threat. They’re strong, smart, and powerful. Members of the Intelligence. Trying to lure us out of hiding and take advantage of us. However, the Star Children haven’t succumbed to the flames of the Intelligence …show more content…
“We’re street kids,” they said. “My brother and I. Made a couple of stupid decisions, got sent to juvie a couple of times. Escaped the police more than once. We don’t know anything about any of our family, except that our aunt made some dumb choices and is in a prison camp somewhere.” I nodded. “We met David on the way here and said he was going to the same place, so we traveled together. He’s a survivalist.” She jerked her thumb at her brother. he lowered his head and scowled.
“So, where do you come from, David?” I asked.
“Some crappy place for delinquents like me that’s not juvie or a summer camp.”
“Please give me the specifics.” "I can't. Some sort of policy that they have. Can't tell or I'm breaking the law." "You know you're not going back, right? "Oh. Okay then. Well, I come from Desert. You know, that place where kids go to 'learn some useful skills?' Yeah. That place. Creek Cabin. Boys 13-15." “Good to know. Ages?” I asked.
Lily and Jacob said simultaneously, “Fourteen.”
David said, “Fifteen.” “Fourteen and a half!” exclaimed Jacob. “Fine. Fourteen and a half,” David replied. “Okay,” I said. “Let’s go.” “Where?” asked Jacob …show more content…
Thank you.”
I gave them a look that clearly said “Behave,” and hurried out of the room.
It was becoming unstable. The most important thing in the building, the thing that kept our very foundation from crumbling, that kept us and our location secret. I summoned wings and flew so I could go faster. I couldn’t, I wouldn’t let it fall. As I fiddled with the locks on the door for the Heartstone room, I thought about what would happen if, no, when it fell. There it sat. A jumble of crystals and gems, held together by gravity and grit. Glowing red, it seemed as if someone touched it, it would explode. It was surrounded by officials, experts, scientists and soldiers all trying desperately to find a charm that could fix it. As I rushed into the room, the people looked at me and the room became dead silent. Suddenly, a soldier spoke. “I don’t understand. It’s been stable for thousands of years.”
I looked at him. I told him and everyone else to stand outside the door while I tried to repair it. I couldn’t take it. One of the high officials gave me a list of the charms and spells they had already tried and left without a
We are not children. We are women, seniors, everything. But we look like children. Teens, even. But we are hundreds of thousands of years old. That is our secret.
Star Children! Such a corny name. However, we became this for a reason; we are sprites. Shapeshifters. Some of us are angels. Others are just supernaturals. Nevertheless, we are all members of the magical community.
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We’re trying to track them down. The Enemy. Not particularly magically gifted, but still a threat. They’re strong, smart, and powerful. Members of the Intelligence. Trying to lure us out of hiding and take advantage of us. However, the Star Children haven’t succumbed to the flames of the Intelligence …show more content…
“We’re street kids,” they said. “My brother and I. Made a couple of stupid decisions, got sent to juvie a couple of times. Escaped the police more than once. We don’t know anything about any of our family, except that our aunt made some dumb choices and is in a prison camp somewhere.” I nodded. “We met David on the way here and said he was going to the same place, so we traveled together. He’s a survivalist.” She jerked her thumb at her brother. he lowered his head and scowled.
“So, where do you come from, David?” I asked.
“Some crappy place for delinquents like me that’s not juvie or a summer camp.”
“Please give me the specifics.” "I can't. Some sort of policy that they have. Can't tell or I'm breaking the law." "You know you're not going back, right? "Oh. Okay then. Well, I come from Desert. You know, that place where kids go to 'learn some useful skills?' Yeah. That place. Creek Cabin. Boys 13-15." “Good to know. Ages?” I asked.
Lily and Jacob said simultaneously, “Fourteen.”
David said, “Fifteen.” “Fourteen and a half!” exclaimed Jacob. “Fine. Fourteen and a half,” David replied. “Okay,” I said. “Let’s go.” “Where?” asked Jacob …show more content…
Thank you.”
I gave them a look that clearly said “Behave,” and hurried out of the room.
It was becoming unstable. The most important thing in the building, the thing that kept our very foundation from crumbling, that kept us and our location secret. I summoned wings and flew so I could go faster. I couldn’t, I wouldn’t let it fall. As I fiddled with the locks on the door for the Heartstone room, I thought about what would happen if, no, when it fell. There it sat. A jumble of crystals and gems, held together by gravity and grit. Glowing red, it seemed as if someone touched it, it would explode. It was surrounded by officials, experts, scientists and soldiers all trying desperately to find a charm that could fix it. As I rushed into the room, the people looked at me and the room became dead silent. Suddenly, a soldier spoke. “I don’t understand. It’s been stable for thousands of years.”
I looked at him. I told him and everyone else to stand outside the door while I tried to repair it. I couldn’t take it. One of the high officials gave me a list of the charms and spells they had already tried and left without a