I woke up dazed on my bed. My blonde hairs were totally messed up and my mascara was flowing down my cheek. I noticed that my sleeve of my white shirt was completely stained by my massacara. Thats when I remembered that I have been crying a river before I holed out.

I washed up my face and trotted downwards to the dining hall, where I saw my mom and dad silent and tensed, avoiding all calls from those annoying relative trying to show false sympathy. Very less of my mom's relative talked to mom, as she was the blood daughter of god of revenge-Nemesis. Well.. That could be enough for a reason to say why my relatives hated my mom. There was only one man who could understand here and love her truly, my dad. He had short blond hair always bathed in oil. He is a musician and has many Chartbusters, and the thing which makes his music that good is the aura he can send through sound itself and thats where his super power or ability comes in. My parents had a runaway love marriage. I would compliment my dad's courage to runaway with Nemesis's daughter, since then Nemesis is waiting for her revenge and I think she's got it.

My mom almost had the same powers as Nemesis, all dark energy. While my dad had the equal but opposite energy. His energy was very bright and could make a grumpy person laugh and in the result comes my ability, it was the power of supersonic or infrasonic waves, it was in no level with either mom's or dad's energy, but it was good in its different way. I could find anything's natural frequency by just touching it. Then its no big deal to to break the thing in pieces after it, just match the frequency and it's done( but still better said than done). My parent caught my glimpse but still didn't say anything, they were already burdened as I was.

We moved away from the city cause the people there never accepted us. It really hurts when people called us 'witches' and 'pigs'. We barely went outside our house cause whenever we did all we got hate and foul words from others. I remember being stoned by the angry mob when I was too young to understand things. Mom never talked about that incident but since then we moved away from the city and those arrogant crowd.

Sunlight was the only thing that made me feel good maybe because of my dad's positive enrgy. Sunlight charged up his energy so did mine.

I plugged in my headphones and went out for a stroll. I faced down and started walking at a bit fast pace.The air felt much chillier than usual, maybe cause of my thought but something seemed wrong. I lifted up my eyes when I realised that I entered the market lane. I realised that the people.. Their look.. They looked with so much sympathy..and hatred. They were staring at me like I was already dead.

"Please don't stare at me like that". I tried to sound low but giving a signal that their stares are annoying. But still everyone gave the same stare.

A stone came flying from the crowd and crashed on my back.

"Go away" said a old man from the crowd." You are a bad omen, you are a taboo, you damned blood of Nemesis!!"

Slowly more voices joined in from the crowd. They were treating me as a complete outsider. The booes and the curses grew louder and before I could realise, I had already released a supersonic pulse, which was very dangerous to be used, it had the power to completely tear off a human eardrum and unfortunately it had the complete effect.

The next second everyone was on the ground crying in agony, blood was oozing out from their ears.

On the scene, I felt a bit relieved and happy seeing those people bleed, but shocked too, I turned around and returned for home as fast I could.
I was bit ashamed of my act, but I gave them what they deserved. I heard a scornful laugh as I reached the front of my house, when I looked up I saw a lady in black dress, on the porch stairs, emo style, dark mascara surrounding the eyes.
Nemesis. Yes she would be only one happy at the moment.

"So how are you my grand daughter? Oh! The gods. You grew up to be such a beautiful lady, but fate is playing such a bad game with you my child."

I couldn't control my anger anymore" Its all because if you old lady, all because of you."

"Oh. You don't have to be so rude Claudia. I am here to help you out. See what I got for you".

She raised her hand up, mumbled some words and came a fortune cookie with her hand.

"Ohhh wow. A fortune cookie right? So sweet of you old lady." I tried to sound typically sarcastic.

She raised her eyebrow, as if trying to warn me to staying in my limits.

"This fortune cookie will be your life saver, whenever you feel you are completely trapped, you can take my help by just cracking up the cookie."

I couldn't believe my eyes, is she really helping me.

"But that would come with a price or a sacrifice." She said in a grave voice.

"Why would I ever need your help"

"You will see it yourself when the time comes." She disappeared after completing her words, dropping the cookie on the porch steps.

I picked it up and shoved it in my pocket.

Help from a god over a scrifice. Intresting.