Becky POV
"You are the chosen one."
The loud voice boomed beside me.
A blinding light shone as I strained my eyes.
"Whos there?" I called.
The further I walked the further the voice.
I got tired and decided to sit on the floor my legs already sore.
"Just like that? You're giving up." the voice called again.
"Yes I can't anymore I've been chasing you for long." I snapped back.
"Do you know how many people are also chasing me you have to work hard the competition this time around is tight."
"Why did you say I was the chosen one but I have to fight for it." I Asked my lips trembling with anger.
"Silly kid!!." the voice rang with laughter. "The circumstances surrounding your birth so you have to fight for it you're a half blood do you think anyone would watch you claim something even full blood have not claimed?"
"Im half blood everyone keep saying is it my fault." I hissed with anger.
"Aunty Becky!!"
The tiny voice called me.
