For Lilith Liberty

=== For Lilith Liberty ===
By SophieFoster7(Account Name) (Pen Name: Lindsey Heyman)
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=== Prologue ===
"Sir, Sir!" one of my slaves ran into my receiving room. I looked him down coldly, and he lowered his head. "I'm sorry Master, but we found what we were looking for." At this, I leaned forward. "Show me." He shuffled closer and showed me the screen of his tablet. I scrolled through taking it in. "Very well," I said, "Set the activation, and we shall wait." As an afterthought, I added "For Lilith Liberty"
=== Chapter 1 ===
"Lilith! Come down, breakfast is ready!"
"Just a moment Mum!" I yelled back, applying the last touches of makeup. I grabbed my bag and hurried downstairs.
"Happy birthday darling," Mother hugged me. "15!" She beamed.
"Thanks" I sat down at the table, my place already set, and breakfast already served. Strawberry crepes, only my favorite for my birthday. My parents sit down in front of me and slide a present across the table. "But don't open it until after breakfast." Dad winks. I dig in, my mouth full. "May I open it now?" Dad chuckles, and Mum nods. Squealing, I pull it the rest of the way towards me. Carefully, I pull the ribbon and start unwrapping the paper. Finally, I get to the box and lift the lid. I squeal again. "exactly what I wanted! Hold on a sec." I run upstairs, switch out my boots, and run back down. "So?" I pretend I'm a model on a runway. They both clap, and Mum says "They fit you perfectly." Just then horn honks outside. "That must be Julia," Daddy says with a smile.
"Then I better get going!" I kiss both of them on the cheek, grab my bag, and hurry out the door.
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I breath in the London air that always seems to have a rainy quality to it, and step down the front walkway. I put on my game face, open the car door, and step in. "Look whose a fifteen year old *****!" 
I roll my eyes, but smirk and say, "I couldn't help but feel like that was an insult." 
She pouts and says "Then maybe you shouldn't get this." She dangles a tiny wrapped box in front of my face. 
"Gimme" I hold out my hand. Laughing, she drops it in my hand, and pulls out the front gates. I rip off the wrapping, only to find a box fit for only a ring. "What is this, a proposal?" Not expecting a response, I flip it open. "Julia!" I reach over and hug her. 
"Careful, I'm driving." She grumbles
"When has that ever mattered before?" I smirk.
"Whatever, just put it on."
I hold the necklace in my hand for a moment. With a simple gold chain, and a small blue diamond at the end, its perhaps the most expensive thing I own, and that's saying something. I pull my hair to the side, reach behind my neck, and clasp it. It rest at the bare of my neck. Suddenly, I feel a sharp prick where it lay. I pick it up back into my hand, but finding nothing, I let it fall into place. 
"What's the plan for today?" Julia asks. I shrug. "The infamous Lilith Liberty doesn't have a plan!"
"Oh shut up." I reach over and turn the volume up on the radio, and start humming along to the Taylor Swift's London Boy. "You know, I always found this song ironic." 
"How so?" she says while hitting the horn. 
I sigh. "I don't know why we just cant take the underground."
"Because." Its the same answer every time. "Now answer my question. How is it ironic?" 
I gesture around us. "We're literally living in London!"
She laughs. "yeah, but how is that ironic besides the obvious? I kind of get that part." 
"London is practically nothing like this song, but at the same time completely accurate. Except I prefer American boys." I smirk.
"I don't know, I kind of prefer the Spanish type."
I shake my head. "only you would say that."
"Me, and fifty percent of the female population." Just then she takes a sharp left into the lot of the Academy. 
"A little warning next time?" I glare at her.
"Says the girl who does everything without warning."
I roll my eyes as she puts the car in park, and we exit the car.
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=== Chapter 2 ===
There's always a peculiar... feeling, walking into the academy. My heart pounds in anticipation, knowing what is yet to come, but my posture is perfect, and my steps are steady. I guess its less of a feeling and more of a reaction, instincts, preparing me for whatever is thrown my way. 
"See you at lunch?" I ask Julia before we part ways. She's a grade above me, but because I take so many advanced classes, I have a later lunch. 
"See you," She replies. 
I head to my locker, which is on the second floor, and I start to put in my combo, 07-12-08. And... it doesn't work. I try again. The locker seems to mock me, so I kick it for good measure. Still, it remains closed. 
"Here, let me try," I look up in surprise at the girl opening the locker next to me. For as long as I can remember, that locker has remained empty. The girl, who I have never seen before, pushes me aside and reaches for the dial on my locker to 0, then gives it a swift kick. To my surprise, the door creaks open. The girl turns to me, grinning. 
"There you go. By the way, I'm Annabeth. I'm new here." I guess that explains why she's such an unfamiliar face. I warily smile back. 
"Thanks. Lilith." 
"Wait. Lilith Liberty?" 
"The one and only. I see my fame exceeds me." For some reason, I feel like I can relax around this girl. Annabeth. 
"Maybe. Or maybe just as far as the student guide program." 
I almost groan out load. I forgot I had signed up for that. The only reason I did was because I knew it would look good on collage applications, and I figured the chances of actually becoming a student guide were slim. First of all, we rarely have students start in the middle of the semester, and Second of all, the chances of someone having almost the exact same schedule as me are close to none. Apparently that chance is named Annabeth. And that chance named Annabeth is looking at me expectantly. 
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Yes, I know, not up to my usual cliffhanging standards- but its 3.10 in the morning and I felt like being nIcE (or lazy)
Me: What cliffhanging standards?
Also me: ...
Me: Yeah, I guess you're right
Also me: *Nods*