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Author: Lia Star
Fiction Rated: M - English - Romance/Fantasy - Reviews: 42 - Published: 01-09-06 - Updated: 01-09-08 - id:2086174

The Elosian Halfbreed

By Lia Star

Prologue

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Claimer: I own all character mentioned in this story. Blatant disregard of this fact will piss me off, so please ask if you wish to use my characters or their names, seeing as I spend quite a lot of time working on them. Thank you.

A/N: Hello all! Hehe. This is yet another product of my overactive imagination. By rights, I should be spending more time on my studies than on my writing, but I can’t help it if I’m smacked upside the head with them. Lol. Anyways, yes. This is just the prologue of the story, something to whet your appetites and get you interested. It’s kind of a mix between my other stories, but it will have some sudden turns or twists in it, so if anyone complains about it being unrealistic, when I KNOW it’s unrealistic, then I’m gonna smack them! So, for all you other readers, I hope that you enjoy this story as much as the rest of my stories!!

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This story starts off like any other. There is a young man who is ridiculed for being who he is, and yet, it is not something he can change. No, he’s not abnormal in any way. You see, this young man is not entirely human.

Ah yes. I see the look on your face. You are most likely thinking that, if he is not human, then he is abnormal. But I can confidently say right now, that he is entirely normal in every way that matters. Just a normal young kid, who attends a normal high school.

He is 17 years of age, and yet, he has already lost so much. But not through the means that one may think. No. His father abandoned his mother before he was born, and now, he and his mother live alone in a house on the worst side of town. And yet, they are perfectly happy. Although they may not have much, his mother cares for him and provides him with what he requires to be warm and safe and healthy. Theirs is a loving, caring household. Something that not a lot of people are used to.

But, you all are probably wondering about the fact that he is not entirely human. Well, I’ll tell you. Our young friend originates from a planet outside our known universe, some place far away. Our young friend has a human mother, but an Elosian father. And, as befit an Elosian male, he has inherited the traits of the Elosians as well. The pointed ears, the long cat like tail, and the slanted bluish silver eyes. His dark silver hair he got from his father as well.

This is the reason that he is ridiculed and taunted. But, he does nothing. He takes what life throws at him, not blaming those who hurt him. He has a gentle soul, and he is not easily angered. However, he has no friends. He is alone in the world, with the exception of his mother. There is no one to care for him.

That is, until the day the new student arrived at Mount St. Matthew’s High School.

And this is where our story starts. Everything before now is insignificant to the following events, except for that it all led to the destiny of two people. Two normal, average people experience a miraculous, glorious destiny, sharing something that they had never thought to have, let alone with another. So, this is their story.

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To Be Continued…

A/N: So? What did everyone think? Granted, there wasn’t very much information in the prologue, but hopefully everyone thought it was good. I already have the next few chapters written, but I’m spacing the updates out over a period of two weeks – to a month at a time. So, you can expect an update for this story by either the 23rd of this month, or the 9th of February. So, yes. I hope that everyone enjoyed this installment of my next story, and I’ll try to update more frequently on my other stories. Thanks for reading, and take care! Ciao!



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