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Satanika

I was born without any memory of my parents. 

What I heard was my mother had killed herself three days after I was born because she was afraid of me.

I never knew my father or even his name, even my mother's family didn't know him.

My family didn't want me after my mother had killed herself but my mom's twin brother had accepted to take care of me till I come of age.

He was kind to me till I had clocked eight and started to come to my room and did strange things I knew happened between married people.

He would say he loved me and would touch me, kiss me and say that when I'm older we would have sex.

I was disgusted because most kids my age wouldn't understand but I wasn't normal because mentally I reasoned like a sixteen years old.

I wished my uncle would die after a month of his wrong acts.

He was a sick pedophile who was in love with me because I reminded him of my mother and  I looked nothing like her except for the pale skin colour.

I loathed the fact she had left me alone with a brother that was in love with her.

Not long after my wish, my uncle had a car accident the next day and didn't survive.

My family was afraid and believed that I was bad luck and abandoned me at an orphanage.

I got there thinking that I would start again but I was wrong.

I was treated differently because I was born with crimson hair and red eyes.

I didn't see it abnormal and considered myself special but all the other kids called me a freak and mocked me by calling me Satan since I was named Satanika.

The madam of the orphanage Miss Grey but we all called her Mademoiselle Belle which suited her because she was indeed beautiful.

She had brown hair, blue eyes, pointed nose, heart lips, white teeth, a curvy figure eight and was five foot five inches.

She was beautiful alright but her beauty was a façade from the ugliness she hid inside.

She was cruel and treated most of us like merchandise or slaves, selling us to high bidders when a child wasn't adopted by the age of twelve, beating us and punishing us coldly.

I was always the unfortunate one even though I was a loner she always had an excuse to hurt me.

The last time it had been because I was getting the attention of one of her important client who she was infatuated with.

Not that I'm complaining but it struck a nerve.

A year had passed and I was nine when a new kid had entered the orphanage.

He was shy and timid and seemed to cry a lot.

He was taller than me with an inch and no doubt was my age mate but he was always shy.

I don't know why but I had the ability to see and read people's mind and see images in their mind including memories.

His mother had left his father when he was only five for another man and his father had died from a bombing by terrorists and since there was no living next of kin he was sent here.

From what I saw his name was Noel Walker.

Noel had green eyes, golden brown hair, pink lips and an adorable nose.

He had a soft voice and facially looked like a girl with the bangs that covered his eyes and his shoulder length hair.

I knew that as time went on he would mature more since my uncle looked like that before he grew up and died.

Noel was befriended by the kids of the orphanage and the gossips about me were already to his hearing.

I was surprised that the day one of the big kids who tripped me and made me waste my lunch, Noel had approached me and offered me his hand.

I accepted it and we shared his lunch. He stammered whenever he talked to me but I didn't mind because it was cute.

Wait? Did I just say that word.

"You don't have to be afraid of me I don't eat children at all." I responded when he said he was scared to talk to me.

From there onwards we became best friends.

The older kids planned to send him off to a guard named Jerry who from what I knew was gay and had eyes on Noel.

I approached those older kids and warned them but since it was the first time they had heard me talk they brushed it off and did it anyway.

They sent Noel to give a book to Jerry and when I had heard the boys who did it talk about it, I ran after him and saw Jerry trying to pull off the pants of a crying and begging Noel.

He looked helpless and scared and I didn't know when I rushed to him and used my pencil to stab him in the neck. He screamed so loudly and I enjoyed it.

I took a rag and stuffed it in his mouth to keep him quiet.

He dropped on the floor dead and I ran to Noel with my bloody clothes to check if he was okay.

He was terrified and afraid that Jerry would touch him again as he cried bitterly.

I hugged him and cleaned his eyes and told him everything thing would be okay.

He looked at the body then looked at my eyes before he looked at me.

"Anika your eyes are glowing." He said terrified calling me the nickname he gave me then was marvelled by the eyes.

I took Noel to my room since I was alone and helped him get changed while I went back to the room and made Jerry's death look like an accident by placing objects and a pencil holder.

I cleaned my fingerprints and Noel's own and decided to deal with the older kids later.

I came back and saw Noel was sleeping and took a shower and changed then begged Miss Peggy a nice cook to help me burn the clothes.

Jerry's body had been found and the police ruled it as a drunken accident since Jerry had alcohol before he died.

Noel seemed to have lost memories of what happened and had told the police he couldn't remember entering Jerry's room since he was in mine.

I was surprised that even the boys who sent Noel had forgotten about sending him or my threat but I was relieved I wasn't exposed.

Mademoiselle Belle had become more strict and cruel after Jerry died and started to treat me harsher as well as others.

So far as she didn't hurt the timid Noel I could handle her since I had survived a pedophile of an uncle.

Mademoiselle Belle never bothered me till the day she had publicly hit Noel for trying to defend Mary, a five years old who was nice to everyone even me and was one of the people except Noel and Miss Peggy who have heard me talk.

I was furious but what could a nine years old do?

So I took a pen and stared to write how I wanted her dead.

Two days after that I had heard that Mademoiselle Belle had died by a mountain bear attack when she had crossed it's territory on a hike.

Her body was torn badly and her beauty was ruined and the funny thing was the bear didn't attack the people she was with.

I was surprised that how I had wanted her dead was the way she died and at that moment Noel had walked in and saw my red eyes glowing.

"Why does your eyes glow?"

"I don't know but it's not the first time." I responded touching the under of my eyes.

The government had discovered all of Mademoiselle Belle's illegal deed and had taken action by rescuing all those sold children and taking them to foster care homes, sacking all the workers except Miss Peggy who all the children begged to leave and replacing new authorities.

The new man in charge was Mr Dave Banks and his wife Sandra were really nice.

They gave this place laughter and joy and transformed it from a prison to a child center. We even took our educational programs seriously.

A year after Mademoiselle Belle's death Noel was adopted.

It was a horror for the both of us but I couldn't prevent him having a happy family he deserved even though I had the power to end their lives.

I couldn't be selfish unless Noel wanted me to but the couples from what I had seen in their memories were nice, friendly and protective.

They had a son who was only four years who said he wanted a big brother and his name was Sam.

I saw Noel wanted a family and convinced him to go but visit me when he could.

He agreed and from Noel Walker he became Noel King.

I was lonely at the orphanage since Mary had been adopted last year and just spent time with Miss Peggy who taught me how to cook.

By an early October a week to my birthday a mysterious man in black came to the orphanage.

He had black hair and mismatched eyes of lemon green and blue. It was beautiful and rare just like my eyes and I couldn't read his mind which made me more curious. 

Mrs Sandra had told me that he was adopting me and I didn't like the idea since I couldn't read the man but all the same I got adopted and I left to Chicago with him.

When we arrived I was surprised by the large house, sorry, mansion. The maids formed two rows when I and the mysterious man came down from the SUV.

They bowed their heads at the same time and a butler opened the door and bowed his head and gave me a friendly smile.

I didn't smile and followed the man and the butler whose name from what I saw was Sebastian.

They led me to a room which when I opened I assumed was mine because it was decorated with children stuffs.

The room was large, beautiful and my favorite colour green.

Why?

Because it was the colour of Noel's eyes.

I saw a book shelf packed with lots of stories and TV and some stuffs you expect in a ten years old room except there was no toys which I was happy about cause they were creepy.

"I searched what you like and designed it to your taste." The mysterious man said making me to nod.

I followed him around the large house as he showed me around the house.

Finally we got to the study where the butler left both of us.

I became alarmed and started to calculate how to protect myself if he tried any sexual harassment.

He sat down and took an apple from the desk and took a bite before he threw it to me which I caught. Before he picked another one.

"So you know it isn't poisoned. For a ten years old your very intelligent." He said with his sexy deep voice that I knew had a Greek accent.

"I can say the same to you because no smart person adopts the kid who was told killed her own mother." I responded bitterly as I took a bite from the same apple.

He laughed making me confused.

"You really are his daughter. Not only do you look alike but you both just know how to give that scary vibe." He responded making me give a surprised look.

"So you know my bastard of a father?" I asked.

"Yes I do. I grew up with him". He responded making me curious.

"Care to give me a name?" I asked making him silent.

"Well that's something I can't tell you till you come of age but I promise you he never abandoned you and his leaving was to protect you." He explained making me roll my eyes.

"The mysterious ones always give a sad story. Save it for someone who cares." I responded making him smirk. "You never told me who you were?" I asked making him snap.

"Call me Theo and my relationship with you is uncle since your my brother's kid." He explained not that I'm surprised.

"OK Theo but I'll only call you uncle when your dying." I said curtly.

"If I die." He said with a smile that made me grin before returning back to my blank face.

"I'm sure by now you must have experienced a power our family has." He said confidently making me glare at him.

"I don't get." I pretended to play dumb so I don't give away.

"That we have a death aura around us because of we are descendants of a death angel and death god." He explained making me stare at him.

"Well since your silent it means you already know, though I'm surprised that the boy I heard you were close to didn't die from getting close to you since the aura kills humans who aren't born with The gift". He added making me frown.

"What do you mean?"

"Well it's simple only pure blood's and faes have the ability to not get harmed by us when we get close and since that kid ain't dead his a pure blood." He explained making me feel relieved that my powers hadn't killed him.

"Wow it's rare to even find a pure blood and the only way a human can survive is if there are with child but males in this world can't give birth." He said as he laughed making me scowl.

"Can my powers be controlled?" I asked.

"Yes." He responded as he brought out a small box from his suit's pocket. He came close to me and put the necklace on my neck.

"This can keep your powers stable but you have to train yourself so that you can control it." He said making me look at the heart shaped necklace.

I tried to ask more questions about my dad and his family or what we were but he didn't say anything but time will tell.

I had fun exploring the house and the books in my room were interesting from fairy tales to mature contents.

I started school after celebrating my birthday for the first time in my life since I told Noel I didn't like to celebrate my birthday and my mom's people never cared. 

My school was called Bexley Storm Elementary school.

It was a private school and was really large. I wore a blue gown with a black jacket and white shoes and a driver brought me over.

I got down and entered the building and got stares from students all over the school for my unique features. Some waved at me with a smile, some whispered and just two people ignored me.

I was a fourth grader and went for my first class where I was introduced as Satanika Michaelson which was better than my previous name Satanika Rangers.

I sat down beside a boy whose head was bent down and assumed was sleeping.

Class was fun although I already knew everything that was taught, I didn't try to show it.

When it was time for lunch I sat alone with my meal which I saw was too much for me.

I looked around to see if I could share with someone, since growing up in the orphanage I had to eat less so the smaller kids could have more food.

I gave up hope of anyone wanting my meal since they all minded their meals till a kid sat opposite me and looked at me.

"Hi there! Seems you can't finish your lunch and seem lonely. Let me join you." He said with a soft voice that sounded familiar.

I thought it was too good to be true and looked up.

To my surprise it was Noel. I haven't seen him in five months since he was adopted and he looked better than me.

He was smiling cheerfully making me smile back.

Noel had cut his hair shorter and wasn't as shy and timid as before. He stood up and hugged me before he sat down and looked at me.

"Hey Anika. Did you miss me?" He asked making me hit him on his arm.

"Oww! A simple no would do".

"I missed you so bad and it's been five months, a week and three days since you left and the only thing you say after so long is hi". I complained trying to hide the sadness in my voice but Noel noticed.

"Sorry. I promise to make it up to you." He responded.

"You better." I warned him then shared my lunch with him.

Noel started to tell me about how his life had been, his new parents affection and how Sam was attached to him and the new friends he had.

I was glad I let he have the life he wanted and still met him again and surprisingly he was my lazy seatmate.

I told him that I had been adopted not less than two weeks and it was someone I was related to.

We spent almost everyday with each other and he introduced me to his friends and family who loved my red hair and eyes and didn't see me weird or mock me.

My grades were perfect, Theo and I were close though he had his secrets and from there you could say time went on.

Though I was nice no one dared to call me Anika like Noel or misbehave around me when they heard that Theo was the owner of Harkens Associates and the company was really famous, popular and worldwide.

They feared Theo too since I heard he was a dangerous mafia lord which I doubted though I was trained to use weapons and defend myself.

There comes a point in life where kids grow up and in this case it so happened that I was already seventeen and was in my second year of high school.

"Lady Satanika please get up. It's time for you to get ready for school." I heard a maid voice I knew was Juliet my personal maid request as she opened the curtains of my room.

I got up from bed and went to the large bathroom in my room which had a fancy Jacuzzi and an automatic voice command shower.

My room was very large and my bathroom was half the size of my room.

I bathed with my peach soap and washed my waist length hair with a peach shampoo.

I usually smelt like peach even without the soup since I fell in a peach perfume factory by accident.

I went to my walk-in closet and took out a black leather trouser, jacket, violet shirt, fingerless gloves and sexy black boots.

I put on a light makeup and wore my clothes before I went down for breakfast.

Breakfast was large for me, Theo and his boyfriend which he told me was a fae and was more of a prisoner than a lover not that it surprised me.

I was surprised of the fact that he kept him for almost six months since he never slept with the same person whether male or female more than once or twice if they were that good.

Though he always locked the fae in the house and was never allowed to cross the gates without mine or Theo's permission and without company.

The fae name was Zain and he was girl pretty with his slender figure, blue eyes and white hair.

He was five foot five compared to Theo's six foot seven and I was five foot seven.

He also loved nature like all faes and saw emotions like colours. He was naïve, sweet, childish but definitely not stupid.

I guess it's true when they say opposite attracts and he had a figure perfect for dancing which he did and boy he was great at it.

I had breakfast with him since my uncle left early.

I didn't hate Zain or was alert around him since he was meek and understood me like Theo and Noel.

He was like a mother I never had and he never tried to call himself my mom till I told him I liked his caring side.

We talked a little as we ate breakfast. After breakfast I pecked Zain and left.

I took my latest model of my bike and drove off to school.

High school was a time in life teens did stuffs out of curiosity and did things that they would look back and wish this and that.

I got to my locker as everyone stared at me.

In their eyes I was the perfect straight A student with weird hair and red eyes.

I always got the attention of everyone everyday and most girls were jealous and most boys wished to have my red colour or me.

I was respected and feared by the whole school even the school authorities all thanks to the surname Michaelson.

I knew that my uncle actually runs a mafia and holds power in the country but could people just ignore me and see me normal.

I face crap cause of my weird look I don't need my background interfering.

I got to my Maths class and sat by the last row to the window.

The bell rang for class and everyone entered including the teacher.

Mr Smith was calling attendance till he reached a name I knew like the back of my hand.

"Noel King. Noel King?" He shouted with uncertainty and just as he was about to tick absent Noel came into the class and said here.

Noel had changed from the girly boy to a sexy young man that would make any girl wet.

He styled his hair in a way that suited him. I was happy he didn't dye his hair.

He was six foot three, had packs and well formed muscles, sexy jaw lines and a very mature face and smooth Tenor.

He was sexy in the sense if you mixed Derek Hales from teen wolf, Damon from Vampire Diaries and Thor's body you had Noel.

"I don't encourage lateness Mr King please be punctual or you'll be serving detention." Mr Smith scolded him politely as Noel nodded and took a seat beside me.

"Hey Anikins." He greeted me with a goofy smile as I gave him a blank look. Yes it's true I was in love with him even though I was great at hiding it but I knew when to reprimand him.

"You're late and you know you suck at maths." I said with a straight face.

"That's why I have an angel like you to tutor me." He said happily making me roll my eyes and pay attention to class.

Class was okay and fun and the day was going to be great.