The Angel Guild

Chapter 1: The Beginning of the New

My name is Sam. When you first look at me, you can not guess that there is something special about me. All you see is my plain brown hair and dark blue eyes. Only if you look closely do you see the small rim of gold around my pupil. But I know that there is something special about me. I know it from the way my parents look at me whenever I do something that seems normal enough to me, but is really not.

On the day I was born, I scared the shit out of my parents. I was brought into the world abruptly, the sudden light blazing through my little eyelids. But instead of crying, I opened my little blue eyes, which were a little lighter at the time, and saw the world for the first time. I could see every single detail, my eyes were somehow already perfectly functional. I stared at the man and woman who were staring at me and I immediately knew that they were my parents. They were beaming down at me and I could sense exactly what emotions they were feeling. My dad was proud of me and happy beyond measures. My mom was riding some kind of strange high that probably comes after you see your kid for the first time. Then I smiled at them, opening my little mouth, displaying my complete set of perfectly white teeth, and said, "Hi mom. Hi dad."

My mom screamed and clutched at her heart. I could sense her terror as she fell backwards, passing out. My dad stared at me like I was some sort of devil from the depths of hell. I was confused, what had I done wrong?

And from that point on several things like that have happened. It took me a while to realize that I am not normal. That my lightning fast speed, the fact that I could never get tired, my perfectly formed muscle, my lack of body hair, all of that was not normal. And the fact that I could do magical things. The second that I wanted to be somewhere, I was there, the second I thought about doing something, I was doing it. One day, I wanted a place to escape from my parents. The second I thought about it I was sitting on the roof of our house.

I walk down the stairs, wishing that I was just a normal person. Then my parents might actually like me. Then they will stop acting like I am some sort of mistake in this world.

I pass my parents, who are busy playing with my little brother, who is four. They are always busy playing with my little brother. My mother doesn't look up at me when she hears my footsteps. Neither does my father. "I'm going to the park," I tell my parents expecting no response.

"Mmhm," says my mother, not even glancing in my direction. I figure that means that I can go. I walk out the door without another word to my parents. I try to avoid talking to them as much as possible.

I don't really want to go to the park. I just want to get out of the house and away from my parents. I want to be in a place where I can be alone and think without anyone bothering me.

As soon as I think about this, I hear a swishing sound under my feet and the wind blows through my hair. The little bumps on my shoulder blades tingle like they do whenever I do something magical. Then the world goes black. I feel the tingling sensation spread to my whole body. When the blackness fades, I am near a forest. I have no idea where I am but I am not worried. All I have to do is think about returning home and I will be there.

This is exactly the kind of place where I can be alone. I do not see anyone else for miles. The forest is dark and scary, but it invites me in. I am not scared of anything. Besides, the darkness will make it easier for me to be invisible. Not like anyone is going to find me. My parents probably won't even notice my absence. I don't think my mom even heard me.

I am used to rejection by now. When I was little it used to bring me to tears. But after years of my parents completely ignoring me and my classmates constantly bullying me because of all of the weird things that I did, I learned to cope. Now I just let the insults bounce off of me. It's better not to let my temper get out of control. When I used to do that it went terribly wrong. I ended up punching the kid in the face. I was super strong so he fell to the ground and fell unconscious. Then I was suddenly in the middle of a raging ocean, the waves all around me and a storm brewing on the horizon. This was the first time that I had teleported myself. After that, every bad situation that I got in, I was suddenly not there anymore. The place I was sent depended on my mood. One time I appeared near a volcano about to erupt. That was when I finally realized that I needed to control myself.