They called her Marionette because she always seemed to sit perfectly still, her fancy clothes neat and free of any flaws. Her olive colored skin was the same way, and even the breaths she took were subtle and ordered. She sat in the corner and seemed alone despite being in a room full of people.
" Atlan. Are you even paying attention?" said Cornelius. He was the head of the Union, a group my father wanted to join, but one I found stupid and unnecessary.
"Uh, yeah, yeah," I said under my breath. The other boys in the room laughed at me as they exchanged snobby looks.
"I Guess that's enough for today," Cornelius said, stroking his reddish stubble. "You're dismissed." I started to gather my books, but Cornelius stopped me.
"Wait here," he demanded. I sighed and sat back down to watch every one else leave. Once they were gone, I got the urge to turn around. There was Marionette, in the corner. Unmoving. I gulped and got out of my seat, overcome with the strange urge to see if anything was wrong with her. When I was closer, I could see nothing visible had changed in her amber colored eyes. Not a strand of her black hair was out of place.
"Who are you?" I heard myself say.
Her eyes flashed towards me, making me jump.
"I am the Eye," she said. "I am the Entrance and The Exit, I am your dying breath, and your first, I am your lies and your deceit, I am your vertebrae and mind. I am the option whether you live or die." Her voice came out smooth.
I was worried now, but before I could speak she started talking again.
"My Name Is Ilyana, And you are now divine," she said, her eyes becoming blood shot and a decadent sneer appearing on her mouth. I became dizzy, and felt the floor slowly collapse from underneath me. I was alone, enveloped in darkness.