19 years ago... I decided to make a pact. Through this one, I was allowed (technically) into the human world. With the sole purpose of adaptation, I became a baby once again and was given to the Deltons, so that they would raise me. For 19 years, I kept my previous memories, though I grew at a human rate. Without an appropriate portal, there was no other way to travel into this world with my body or my essence.
It's obvious then, why the Deltons never considered me something other than a monster. The patriarch of the family DID value me, because being of a royal family I could result in a series of benefits to them. However, the couple they entrusted me to, was despicable, so as to say. They had two children already.
Lucille Delton, their oldest child, was a beautiful girl who got everything she wanted. From bows, to dresses, to laces, she had it all and more. There was nothing those parents would deny her. The moment I was 'born', for the children effectively thought I was their blood sister, she brought... chaos... to the household. Every time I tried talking, she would purposely interrupt, or when I tried to address her, she'd give me her back. Lucy didn't care about anyone except herself. She would flaunt her new toys and clothing over my face. Honestly... I didn't care. I thought she was stupid, my general thought for most humans. It bothered her that I didn't seem to care about her at all. That's why every year her efforts to make me miserable incremented. One year, though, when she was 11, she decided to forget about me, and asked her parents to send her to a designing school. Few months later... she was out. I missed her around the house... ironically. She never realized that her negative thoughts and energies were food for me. Some years later, when we met at high school again, she had changed. Lucy wanted to be there for me. Concept I'm still trying to understand, because I've always made it perfectly clear, I need no one to 'be there for me'. She tried so hard... I gave up. It's not like having her around changes anything, but I've adapted to the fact that I can... count on her.
Don't get me wrong, though. Lucy isn't evil, she's just HER.
My other 'sibling' is Eric Delton. He was all the contrary to Lucy. He was caring and always had a smile upon his face. Most of the time, he'd share something they gave him with me. At first, I thought it was pity... but Eric really cared. He's an idiot by nature... you'll always find that he's caring... under that bad boy, 'I'm macho', image, he's really a good guy. Eric WAS always hanging around. He always had this tendency to think that life was worth living every second. I've never met anyone who took life as lightly as this man. Because of our bond, the Deltons tried separating us. They didn't want a monster involved with their perfect son. Thus is the reason Eric travelled so much, since such a young age. He was sent to every possible school abroad: with other cousins, with other uncles. He was never around the house. Nonetheless... you couldn't help love Eric. Everywhere he went, people admired him. His carefree nature, good looks and overall good sense of humor, made him a charmer. In fact, people wanted to be around him. His dream, amongst other things, was to become a pilot: mission he achieved because he went to study aviation in Europe. He took various years of training until he finally got his piloting license.
I, on the contrary, grew up perfecting my skills. Since I was alone most of the time, I had great time to practice. At first, I was sent to a school in Canada, by the Deltons. However, I knew most of the classes. I had received human culture, history and math within my royal education. Because of this, the Deltons hired a private teacher. She would go to the house, I pretended I was learning and afterwards she'd left. That's why I finished elementary and junior high rather fast. That's also the reason why I was able to disappear for various years and still end up in high school. The same situation repeated itself in high school, I pretty much knew most of the classes so I had to pretend I didn't. The only subject I didn't know much about was math and algebra and that's because I hated it.
I'm tired... I'm going to sleep now.
(rather sudden)
It's obvious then, why the Deltons never considered me something other than a monster. The patriarch of the family DID value me, because being of a royal family I could result in a series of benefits to them. However, the couple they entrusted me to, was despicable, so as to say. They had two children already.
Lucille Delton, their oldest child, was a beautiful girl who got everything she wanted. From bows, to dresses, to laces, she had it all and more. There was nothing those parents would deny her. The moment I was 'born', for the children effectively thought I was their blood sister, she brought... chaos... to the household. Every time I tried talking, she would purposely interrupt, or when I tried to address her, she'd give me her back. Lucy didn't care about anyone except herself. She would flaunt her new toys and clothing over my face. Honestly... I didn't care. I thought she was stupid, my general thought for most humans. It bothered her that I didn't seem to care about her at all. That's why every year her efforts to make me miserable incremented. One year, though, when she was 11, she decided to forget about me, and asked her parents to send her to a designing school. Few months later... she was out. I missed her around the house... ironically. She never realized that her negative thoughts and energies were food for me. Some years later, when we met at high school again, she had changed. Lucy wanted to be there for me. Concept I'm still trying to understand, because I've always made it perfectly clear, I need no one to 'be there for me'. She tried so hard... I gave up. It's not like having her around changes anything, but I've adapted to the fact that I can... count on her.
Don't get me wrong, though. Lucy isn't evil, she's just HER.
My other 'sibling' is Eric Delton. He was all the contrary to Lucy. He was caring and always had a smile upon his face. Most of the time, he'd share something they gave him with me. At first, I thought it was pity... but Eric really cared. He's an idiot by nature... you'll always find that he's caring... under that bad boy, 'I'm macho', image, he's really a good guy. Eric WAS always hanging around. He always had this tendency to think that life was worth living every second. I've never met anyone who took life as lightly as this man. Because of our bond, the Deltons tried separating us. They didn't want a monster involved with their perfect son. Thus is the reason Eric travelled so much, since such a young age. He was sent to every possible school abroad: with other cousins, with other uncles. He was never around the house. Nonetheless... you couldn't help love Eric. Everywhere he went, people admired him. His carefree nature, good looks and overall good sense of humor, made him a charmer. In fact, people wanted to be around him. His dream, amongst other things, was to become a pilot: mission he achieved because he went to study aviation in Europe. He took various years of training until he finally got his piloting license.
I, on the contrary, grew up perfecting my skills. Since I was alone most of the time, I had great time to practice. At first, I was sent to a school in Canada, by the Deltons. However, I knew most of the classes. I had received human culture, history and math within my royal education. Because of this, the Deltons hired a private teacher. She would go to the house, I pretended I was learning and afterwards she'd left. That's why I finished elementary and junior high rather fast. That's also the reason why I was able to disappear for various years and still end up in high school. The same situation repeated itself in high school, I pretty much knew most of the classes so I had to pretend I didn't. The only subject I didn't know much about was math and algebra and that's because I hated it.
I'm tired... I'm going to sleep now.
(rather sudden)
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