Prologue

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Alone."

I remember the first grade teacher looking at me with a peculiar expression on her face, most likely wondering why a little five year old girl seemed so dark. She was also probably regretting taking me into her class after I was kicked out of kindergarten for fighting with other kids. The principal figured that since I was "excelled in terms of academic ability", and that I "probably wouldn't pick fights with six and seven year olds", he allowed me to go up a grade.

I wonder if he ever regretted his decision. Well, I don't see why because no matter what he decided, nothing changed. I was always smarter than everyone in my grade, and if someone ever got on my nerves, they usually had to be sent to the nurse's office after I was done with them.

The administration suspected that I might be more than a human girl. Every school district in the world is instructed by their governments to spot "special" children before they hit adolescence. But some are harder to verify than others, so I was allowed to stay in the system until they were positive of what I was.

Well, let's just say their suspicions were confirmed near the end of seventh grade.

I remember being in math class, doing high school level problems, when I looked up from my work and the teacher screamed when she saw my face. Not knowing what was happening, I was rushed to the principal's office with two male teachers guiding me by my arms. They burst through the door, surprising the bald man behind the desk. His eyes widened as he looked into mine, and I reached up to wipe my face to see if something bad was on it, but stopped short when I saw my wrists and hands.

They were decorated with light gray, thorn-like markings. For some reason, I did not feel fear. I felt strangely calm and normal. I watched as the markings slowly darkened to a slightly opaque black.

I peered back up at the principal who was hastily dialing a phone number. As soon as whoever he called picked up, he urgently explained the situation.

"It's what we feared! Student number 3532, birth name Im Yoona, is a Bioxion!"

Frozen, I could only stare ahead as the principal received instructions through the telephone pressed against his ear.

A... Bioxion?

Could I really be a Bioxion? A freak of nature from birth?

I lunged forward, grabbing a mirror off the large desk and holding it up, seeing the reality for myself through my brand new purple eyes. My appearance had only changed slightly, but I could tell deep down that more new things were developing inside of me.

"Yes, please send troops immediately!"

My head jerked up at those words and I realized what was going to happen next. They were going to capture me just like I'd heard the government does with all the Bioxions found.

Even though I liked being alone, being locked away in an unbreakable room for the rest of my life didn't sound appealing at all. And I especially wasn't excited about the fact that a team of SWAT vehicles was quickly approaching to take me down. I had seen videos of Bioxions being captured before, and it wasn't pretty.

I turned around towards the door only to see the male teachers lock it and turn with their arms raised in a defensive manner.

What are they afraid of?

Oh yeah, me.

Apprently I was supposed to have powers now. That's what Bioxions get when they hit "puberty".

I just had to figure out how to make mine work.

I darted towards the door, determined to get through their defenses and away from the school. The men pushed back, grabbing onto my arms once more in an attempt to restrain me.

"Don't let her escape!" I hear the principal order.

I struggled, thrashing to try to get out of their hold. The men had trouble holding onto me and the smaller one lost his grip enough for me to free my arm, bend it in, and send my elbow smashing into his nose. He dropped like a fly.

I used the momentum of my attack to swing my body around, taking the other teacher with me and flinging him to the floor. I quickly worked open the door and dashed out, ignoring the principal's desperate callings to stay there.

I raced through the school and out into the parking lot, not stopping for anyone or anything. 

I sprinted what seemed like forever until there was a good few miles between me and the school grounds.

And I wasn't tired at all.

Huh. Looks like another one of the perks of being a Bioxion.

I had found myself in an outer section of the city, only a few minutes from the beach. The reality dawned on me that I would not be going back to school ever again and I could not be seen in public. Even if I hid my markings, my eyes would still shine in their dark violet hue.

At the moment I made my decision that I had to leave for good.

I remember dashing to various stores and stealing supplies from them that I would need in order to survive on my own, wherever I decided to go. Then I went around, searching for a good way to go, all the while avoiding the sirens. I ended up on the docks of the nearby beach.

It was there, when I was peering out across the vast ocean that I made an internal agreement with myself.

It was there that I waited for a crew ship to load up and get ready to set off.

It was there that I secretly boarded the vessel and hid in a corner of the supplies room, out of sight.

It was also where I departed from the place I had known as my home for so long, and set out for a life away from society and create my new home.

When I learned of my Bioxion identity, everything changed for me.

And now, as I stand alone on a rocky shore of a small island in the Pacific Ocean, I can't help but think:

This is where I belong.

So... I made another fic for some reason. I don't know. This story was swirling around my brain and I just had to make it. I'll be doing my best to update this and my other fics. I know I'm kinda bad (okay really bad) about that, but I promise I will get better and deliver more updates :D

As you can probably see, this is a Yoona-centered fic, but will have many more interesting characters included. Like my other fics, I plan on making this very different from the other stuff out there.

I appreciate constructive criticism and comments ^_^