The fact P s y c h o is censored is sad.

thx, I don’t want to clog the chat with my rants, but it’s nice to know someone read it

It’s no problem (:

(I don’t have a notif for it)

(Oh dam maybe it didn’t post. Ok I’ll just rewrite it here)
I wince, holding my nose. “Alli stop, please. This is too far.”

I didn’t answer. Tears silently slipped slowly down my cheeks. I clenched to Chris for reality but it seemed to slip from my grasp. Memories flashes across from my mind, I was shaking a bit, I muttered ‘no’s under my breath.

I look at Lyka, who looks very alarmed, and sad. I grab onto her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “Okay, Lyka. We won’t.”

More blood. More blood. More blood. I land 4 more punches to her nose and eyes, yanking her off the ground and jamming my knee into her gut.

“I’m sorry I had to do this… I wish it didn’t have to come to this…” I go into her mind, preparing to calm her mood for a while.

My eyes widen. “We need to go back. Please.” I glance back and can’t see anything, but certainly hear a bone or two breaking.

I scream at the top of my lungs. “ALLISON!” ***** it. I go into her mind, taking away her sense of site and sound.

(It’s sight, not site)

I breath out hard. This is why we do blind drills in Krav Maga. (We actually do blind and deaf drills lol) I snap my bat until I hear contact and a cry of pain, her concentration breaks and I can see, noticing where I hit. Her arm.

Ow. Ow. Ow. I thought, since we were going away, the pain wouldn’t be strong. But it is. It’s very strong.
I grip tighter, face becoming pale. “Yes. We need to go back.”

I scream in agony. My arm is broken. I go into her head again, starting to knock her unconscious.

It took a while for me to notice sudden warmth at both my shoulders. I snapped out it, and breathed out a breath I didn’t I was holding in. I saw Chris standing (how exactly? I don’t know.) and Adora, who seemed pale enough. I realise my eyes were wet, and that I held Chris so tight it probably hurt. I let go slowly and muttered an apology, taking…[Read more]

“We’re going back. Now. I don’t care if we ‘intervene’. I can’t have anymore death. Or pain.” I beg, my voice cracking.

“I-” I bobbed my head. The pain was gross. Like before. But it seemed more urgent. “We need to go back. Right now. Lyka, please.” The pain is sharp and feels deadly. And that scares me.

“I’m gonna jump.” I get ready to jump off the spirit.

Sh*t. Definitely a concussion. I lie on the ground, head in hands. I can’t concentrate enough to go into her mind, can’t concentrate enough to do anything at all except lie there. But I will not make a sound. I still have some dignity left.

“Chris, wait-” I say, trying to grab on to him. “Fall from this… this height without anything help… helping…could be… deadly.” Im sluring my words a bit. It hurts to think.

I silence Ali entirely, feeling that she’s singing.

I will not scream. I will not. I won’t. “Alli, please. You’re my sister. DOn’t do this.”

I smile, somewhat crazy looking as I feel my voice slipping away.

I jump off and break into a sprint. I reach them, panting. Oh no. Ali is…more deadly than usual, and Lee is…bad. I almost don’t look. Almost.

I sigh, falling off too. Why not? I probably couldn’t have stayed on for longer anyways.
As I hit the ground, my head erupts in pain. “Owwww….” I whisper, but continue to walk. One foot in front of the other. I look in front of me and wish I didn’t. That’s it. That’s where the pain is coming from.

I groaned. They don’t experience fights, the more they intervene, the deadlier it gets. I turn back, top speed and reach them in no time. They wasted my energy already, on the spirit traveling, now they are back at square one. I sent a dozen spirit to each person to block them off from the fight.
I use the spirits to tell them: “STOP! The more…[Read more]

‘YOU EXPECT ME TO SIT IDLY BY WITH THIS HAPPENING?!’ I sign. ‘I can’t.’

I sigh back at Chris, leaning against a tree. ‘It’s hard, but sometimes to continue playing, you gotta spectate.’ And that’s coming from the girl who’s about to pass out at any moment now.

‘If you lie down and rest, I won’t get involved. Deal?’ I sign.

I groan. ‘Fine…’ I slump to the ground, holding my head.

I sit down next to her. “Don’t worry.” I whisper as I put my arm around her and rub her back.

I stumble back, the spirits coming back, energy wasted, oh goodness.
“I need rest… Right now.” I stumbled backwards.

I’m scared. Leaanna doesn’t look well. Wow. I’m not scared for myself this time. These people made me feel things for others. I don’t know if I like it.
I watch Lyka, turning to Chris. “Help her please, since you made me promise to rest.”

“Ow…” I whisper. “Alli please stop. It hurts.” I whimper

I stare at the ground in shock. Terror begins to overcome me. This isn’t Alli… This is a monster who’s taken my sister’s body and played with it. I have to save her. And this gives me some determination and strength back. I slowly prop myself up against the wall, in some sort of standing position. “Alli. This. Hurts. Me. And when you realize…[Read more]

I look at the girl. “Hey there. I’m Harmonia.”

I put down my book. It seems one of my roommates has returned. “Hello. I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Scheherazade.”

“Women of the Blue and Gray. It’s an amazing book.”

(Uh, they’re in a big important fight that I already got in trouble for interrupting. You can come and hang out with me and Granger’s character.)

(Actually we kinda have a plan so can you maybe go back to the school?)

(Ahhhh i again am like two days late why do I never check my notifs!!! I shall hang out with @AGATHAOFWOODSBEYOND2019 character) “Welp…” I pop back into non-existence, searching for ____. (Idk what your characters name is im so not up to date)

“It’s a little kingdom far away, ‘Alf Wahid. Forgive me, I don’t think I’ve asked your name.”

I take Lyka’s hand and guide her into a sitting position. ‘Hey. It’ll be ok. I promise.’ I sign.

I look at Adora with worry. ‘You’re going to live.’

‘Don’t worry about me,’ I sign, trying to make sure my eyes don’t roll back into my head. ‘Make sure Lyka is okay.’

‘I’ll worry about who I want to worry about.’ I sign back. ‘Do you need anything? Water? Popcorn?’ I pause, thinking very carefully about what I’m going to do. ‘A hug?’ I dont wait to see her reaction, so I just hug her. “It’ll be okay.” I whisper in her ear.

This is a new feeling. I liked it. ‘You’re too stubborn.’

“What’s so bad with being stubborn?” I whisper again, not breaking from the hug. Blush creeps across my face, but I don’t notice it.

(Lowkey shipping… )

(Same)

I pull away. ‘Ly, are you okay?’

I raise my eyebrows, silently questioning but I just turned away, too lazy to speak anyway. I curled into a ball.

She’s not okay. This might be problematic. Who am I kidding, this IS problematic. ‘Any ideas? Should we bring her back so Scheherazade can take a look at her? If anyone, I think she might know.’ I sign to Adora.

(Sorry y’all soccer right after schoooool)
I tilt my head, bidding. ‘Yes. She would know.’ I kinda miss my roomie.’

I curled into a ball even tighter, eyes closing but trying to stay awake. I yawned.

“It’s great to meet you. I suppose the bed on that end is yours, Adora claimed the middle one. Have you met her?”

“Yeah.”

I let out a scream. “Alli, stop!” I beg. I go into her mind, turning off her anger and making her calm again.

I feel like I’m about to pass out. A sudden wave of calm over came me, making me feel weirdly… like taking a nap. I look at my hands. A bat. Were we sparring? Should I keep going? Did one of us forfeit?

“Oh thank god, Alli. You’re back.” I sigh, relieved, sitting on the ground bleeding. (I swear, the amount of times I almost wrote Adri)

Why can’t I speak? Did I do something/ WHY IS SHE BLEEDING!?

I hear her thoughts, and immiedately force Chris to give her back her voice. “We… got into an argument.” I say nervously, avoiding her gaze

The pain stops. I get up slowly, Chris helping me. “Alli? Leaanna? Lee?” I run over, but almost fall. Still a little bent out of shape. She was so close to dying. I could feel it. I can still kind of feel it. It was so close. Too close.

Upon hearing the fighting stop, I stumbled back up. Walking towards the two hurriedly.
“Allison? Leanna? Is it over?” I mumbled.

I sigh. “You attacked me.” I admit, “After you… murdered an innocennt.” There. the bomb is dropped/

I almost fall over again just from my knees buckling. It makes me a bit sock, to be honest. But she’s still a good person. I know it. I- I don’t know how to explain it.

I point the tip of bat bat at my twin’s chest, shoving her against the wall but not hurting her. “Seriously? You took away my emotion and replaced it with calm?”

“Alli… I was afraid you were going to accidentally kill me. You weren’t yourself. You were really psychopathic or something.” I say sadly.

I choked, pressed against the wall. “Alli…” I whispered, numb with pain and grief and horror and fear.

I start to dig in before realizing. “Lee? Oh gosh.” I mutter, dropping the sword, eyes starting to fill with tears.

I get up, groaning a bit. “Great. You’re back. Now, I’m pretty sure most of us are dying or at least hurt, so…I think the family reunion can happen on the way back to school. If anyone asks, we fell off trees. (Like Evan, but we didn’t let go.)” I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm to hide the concern that would be there otherwise.

I fall to the ground, sobbing. Everything hurts. My body, my mind, my soul, my heart. Alli. My sister, my twin, the only one to understand me. Alli. The one person I loved more than anything in the world. She’d just almost killed me. And I hadn’t stopped her. Because I’d known she’d stop. And she had. But it was almost too late. And it still…[Read more]

“Lee is…not okay.”

I stare at Lee as she talks. I give her a soft landing using my powers and almost fall over. Again. “Let’s all head back to the school.”

“I’ll go with Allison. You guys help with Lee, if you can’t carry her, I’ll just send… A spirit.” I signed with a few breaks in them.

I give everyone’s voices back and scoop up Lee. “Let’s go, then.” I start to walk back the school, thinking of an excuse.

I was scared. This whole thing was a very serious matter. I tilt my head as I smile at Leanna. “Hey.”

(Ack she’s actually unconscious sorry)

I walk faster and finally reach the hospital wing, Adora in tow. I lay Lee down on a bed and tell the nurse a very convincing lie of how we were racing and she tripped and fell, then tumbled down a *****.

(My roommates are back! Hello people!)

I sit on a bed at the nurse. I can’t quite believe she took the lie, but some people are quite dull.

I rush off before the nurse can argue about my injuries. I go find the smart one. “Hey, Scheherazade, was it? We need you. Please.” I add that last part so I wouldn’t get pounded again.

I gasp a little. My roommate. Scheherazade. I need to find her. I try to get up, but almost fall. My head is still dizzy.

“I’ll explain later. I figured since, well, you’re talent is your brains. Let’s put that to work.” I practically drag her into the hospital ward. I see Adora and walk over to her. “Love, you need to rest.” I say, my voice almost a whisper.

I glance at Chris. “I’ll rest when I’m dead,” I say gently, then I look at Scheherazade. “Scheherazade!”

“Well, if you won’t now, you will in a matter of hours.” That earns me a glare from one of the nurses.

“I’ll be fine,” I assure him, seeing the worry in his eyes, but I sit down. “Now, Scheherazade, we have a problem.”

“More than a ‘problem’. Let’s see…these two-” I gesture to Adora and Lee, “almost died. So did Lyka. And I just got plain beat up for…reasons. So, forgive me if I think it’s a bit more than a ‘problem’, Adora.”

I glare at Chris. “Well, I didn’t know how much we were going to tell her, Chris.” I sigh, looking back at Scheherazade. “We really need your help. You’re the smartest one here.”

“What? You expect me to sit here docile while the smartest person here and, arguably, in the kingdom, does not know all of the facts? Especially the most important ones about your health?” I look at her, my concern showing more than I’d like it to.

I soften, just a bit. “I just got a headache,” I tell him. I don’t know what would have happened of that continued, if I would have gotten worse. “Frankly, I’m more worried about others. Like you. You got hurt by a bat. So did Lee. And Lyka…”

“A bat?!?! To the head? That’s most certainly a concussion! Those take months of treatment. I can test it if you want. What else did happened to you? I won’t ask why, just list the injuries.” I began talking really quickly. Nerves and brain-in-overdrive cause that sometimes.

“I just got plain beat up for letting an innocent not die. She…” I glance at Adora, worry filling my eyes. “Nothing direct, but she could feel other’s pain. Like Lee’s. And both of them almost died.”

“You’re worst issues are probably some bruises, sprains and broken bones. I’d need some more advanced equipment that I do not have a license to operate to figure out what’s what, but you’ll live. Unless you have a concussion. That can cause permanent damage. How would you rate your neck strength?” I stop, but before he answers, I move on to the m…[Read more]

I wince. “She… she got beat up badly with a bat, and then some magically power stuff.” Magic feels more powerful in my head, more pulsing pain, while bruises and cuts feel more like stabs to my brain. “She was about to die,” I whisper. “I could feel it.” How awful. Knowing your new friend is going to die because of her pain and you can’t do…[Read more]

I put my arm on Adora’s shoulder. “Hey. We’re here. We’re not going anywhere. I’m not going anywhere. And, for the record, I feel no pain whatsoever right now because of the adrenaline, which should be wearing off right about…” Pain shoots through me. Now. Ow. Yep. That’s it. I don’t think anything’s broken.” I lean in and whisper in Adora’s…[Read more]

I sigh. It’s hard to actually show pain when you’ve been raised to not show anything.
I never realised it, but I’m fairly certain that the maid at my house cared about me more than my parents do. I was raised to be a (figuratively) stone cold killer. A shark. It’s hard being anything less.
I smile at Chris. I’m very glad I met him. And…[Read more]

“She’s been coughing up blood? That’s pretty bad. I don’t know what to do with that, she needs a professional. But then again, magic isn’t my area. Chris, you need an X-ray.”

(“I’m more worried about Lyka than anyone else.” Lee is literally dying and y’all are like, “Let’s worry about the magical lady who’s coughing up blood, rather than the concussed one with a ton of broken bones and possibly a broken neck! Ouch lol)

(Oof sorry Cove I’ll worry about you know lol)
I nod at Leanna. “Well, since you do t know magical pain, take a look at Lee. She’s in your area of expertise, at least.”

(haha no it’s fine, just something I notiiced)

(Nah my dude Leaanna deserves some help rn)

I slept like the dead and woke up somewhere I didn’t know. I sat up straight, instantly coughing a bit, frowning. I muttered a train of curses under my breath and looked around.

“Lyka!” I say, getting up too fast. My head hurts, but I ignore it. “Thank- I thought you weren’t going-” I stop myself. Humbling my words is new. I’m usually pretty level headed. But honestly? I’m too relieved to care.
“I’m glad you’re all right.”

“One is never alright.” I muttered, looking away. “Where is Leanna and Allison?”

I point. “Leaana is right next to you. I’m not sure where Ali is?” People and places and things have passed by and I’ve been barely paying attention except to a few choice people. I wish I was paying attention to Ali. I wish I could understand what had happened.

“But I led her home.”

“Maybe she’s there, then?” Who knows, honestly. “We’re in the infirmary, so I’m not sure where anyone is.”

(Want me to be hunter/Angie? I’ve decided lee will be out for awhile)

(sure)

Hunter POV
I look outside and see Alli coming up the path. I rush out the door, “So, how’d it go little sis?” I asked, flashing a cocky grin, “Did Lee agree to do game night?”

“I am not getting an X-ray, love.” I state.

“Get an x-ray,” I tell him. “If anything is wrong with you. Just in case.” I can’t see another person hurt even more. I just can’t.

“…fine, love. Where’s the machine?” I sigh.

I stood up. Although coughing, I was absolutely fine. Yes. I am fine.
I stood up and walked towards Allison, “Please do come in.”

(she’s at her house lol)

HUnter
“Yes, come in. What happened?”

I frown, “But you’ve never been able to beat up lee before. What happened?”

I point over to a little room. I saw it when I went in here before. This infirmary is very big.
“It’s over there. I think you operate it from a littler room inside there.” I raise my eyebrow at my roommate. “I assume you know how to operate it?”

“Do I have to take off my shirt?” I ask, walking over there.

“Sort of, and no.” I begin. I can’t operate it, license and stuff, but the nurse will I’m sure. And if an x-ray can work through your skin it can most certainly work through your shirt.”

“Okay. Let’s find out if I broke anything. Which I believe I did not. And by believe I mean hope.” I mumble that last part and step in the machine.

I glance back and forth between Chris and my roommate, and the other patients in the room. Honestly, why did Chris even make a bug fuss about my health? I’m more worried about him, and everyone else. Where did Ali go? Where are my parents?
Why, even after all of this, do I feel better here than at home?

“I guess there’s some sort of start button here…” I press the only button there and the machine turns on. “Um…is that what’s supposed to happen?:

“It’s fine.” (Where is the nurse? Why does she not notice some kid operating her x-ray machine?)

(Idk I’m pretty sure we made the nurse pretty oblivious lol)

“So…anything broken?”

I look at the x-ray, tilting my head. “It doesn’t appear so…” I turn to Scheherazade. “Do you see anything?” She would probably know more than I would.

“Told you so.” I grin, hopping out to take a look.

“Hairline fracture in your left pinkie, you’ll need a brace for that. Swelling, aching bruising and possible muscle sprains aside, you seem to be mostly fine.”

(Was that a nod to when I fractured my pinkie?) “Ah. I knew nothing was serious.”

I grab his wrist. “Yes, but a kiss on the injury isn’t going to make it feel better. I’ll go talk to the nurse.” I have no idea where the braces are, and the nurse probably has to file this somewhere, and she should feel like she’s actually doing something.

I blush at the mention of a kiss. “Um…yeah. Okay.”

I take note of the blush, a little confused. I am a logical person. Emotions confuse and annoy me. But that doesn’t stop me from having them. And I don’t like that.
I walk over to the nurse, pointing to Chris. She skitters around the room, wrapping his finger up in a little brace.
“Pinkies up when drinking tea,” I say jokingly to him.

“Oh shush.” I poke my pinkie, which now had the splint, on her cheek.

(like, seriously shipping this)

“I didn’t use it, too much. Just a little! she hurt me so I returned the favor. What ever happened to: A little sparring might make her enjoy it again.”

I raise my eyebrow, smiling. I glance over at Lee. “Really, though. Lee took a lot of bruises and scraps and cuts and pain.” I shudder. “But I’m not sure what we can do right now. She’s pretty knocked out.” I look back at Scheherazade. “Also, should we be explaining everything to her?”

“Sparring yes. Beating her up, using your powers, and sending her to the infirmary? No. Lee’s stubborn. You know that. She’s not going to stand for something like that.”

“What?” I say confused, “Lee? That’s so not her.”

“I know right?! I thought she was joking so I gave her a side kick but she wasn’t and she went flying. And that was the end of that.” I lie, not wanting him to know the whole story.

I narrow my eyes, “Alli, you’re lying. What really happened to Lee?”

“Okay. Well, so we were…” I start. Then I explain it all. Every single part of it. By the time I’m done, six years have flown down my face and I’ve somehow kept a panic attack at bay. “So…that’s it.”

I feel old. I feel so old. “It was kind of a crazy day, Scheherazade. Don’t go around telling people, but I have faith that you won’t. I rest my head on Chris’s shoulder. “So, what’s been happening in the school while we were gone?

(The shipping…THE SHIPS) I rub Adora’s back, smiling softly.

(Lol poor Leaanna legit lying on a bed almost dead while Adora and Chris are being all cute together)

(oof)

“Crazy day is quite an understatement. You all have history homework, just so you know. It’s not hard. Otherwise, I was pretty much reading. We have a new roommate, Adora. Her name’s Harmonia.”

My cheeks heat up, but I choose to ignore it. It surprises me that I have emotions, if I’m being honest. My parents raised me that way. Though, I suppose that they raised me wrong, in some ways.
(Also btw if I haven’t already Cove happy birthday whenever it was)

“Oh.” I sit up straight. “I know her.” The one with the annoying spirits. I bet she’s nice. Probably.

“How can we help Lee?” I ask.

My head snaps to attention. “Yes, how do we help? There must be something we can do.” I’m scared to look into her head. I might have felt the pain, but she was also thinking about it. “Can we speed up the healing process somehow?”

I go up to Lee. “Wake up, love.” I get ready to be pounded like she said that she would do the next time I called her that.

I stand right behind Chris, looking at Lee concerned. I go into her mind a little, and have to stop from shaking. I stand perfectly still. When she wakes up, she’s getting a big hug, and Chris is going to have to make cookies for her.

“Lee? Wake up. Please.” I say in a sing song voice.

Lee needs to get up. She has too. Because I’m scared she won’t if she doesn’t soon.
I move to the other side of her. “Please wake up, Lee.”

Lee POV
I hear voices, calling me through the dark. But there’s also a light, singing to me, beckoning me toward it. I laugh, starting to walk closer to it. Suddenly i stop. There’s something… someone…. a face appears in my mind. I have to go back. For Alli. My eyes fly open and I gasp.

Hunter POV
“Allison. Tell me.” I say, my voice low and threatening

I hug Lee. “Don’t scare me like that. You didn’t even stir when I called you ‘love’.”

“I thought you were going to-” I stop. “Just…” I have no words. For once, O have no words.

“Lee, do you need anything? Food? Water? Cookies?” I ask, smiling at the last one.

(cookies? wow)

“She needs cookies,” I tell him, not taking my eyes off of her. “And another hug.” I shiver against her as I hug her again. The memerioes, the everything leaves me sad and scared.

“Lee, do you need anything? Food? Water? Cookies?” I ask, smiling at the last one.

(I just ha a brownie)

Lyka didn’t go back to the infirmary the moment she left it. She wandered in the dorm halls, since they were the only ones without students walking around every second. She need clam, needed silence. She silently wondered if Allison was well. She stared at the blank wall for some while, zoning out.

(whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy)
(I really need a cookie)
(Please)
(COOKIEEEEEEEEE)

“Okay.” I rush and make a quick batch of cookies, adding a bit more salt. I bake them and take one out, taste testing it. “Perfect amount of salt.” I put them on a plate and bring them to Lee, the cookies still warm. “Here.”

I smile, “Thanks Chris.” I freeze and look around, “Where’s Alli?”
Hunter POV
“Alli…” I growl. “What happened to lee?”

I look at my hands. “She’s… not here.”

“I believe she might have went back to your house.” I offer, taking a cookie for myself.

I nod. “She did. She seemed kind of distressed,” I tell Lee.

My face pales, “Oh no… You guys, I’m worried she might go psy.cho again. We have to find her”

“You are in no condition to go anywhere,” I tell her. But I am worried about the same thing. “You were brushed and battered, and cut, and- and-” I start to breathe heavy. The screams in my head come rising back as I struggled to keep a poker face. “You almost died.” There. I said it.

“Okay. Let’s go, if you want.”

“Can you sit up?” I ask, worried. She seems okay now, but one can never be too sure.”

Lee POV
“I’m fine. Totally fine.” I say, trying to sit up and groaning in agony.
Hunter POV
“Allison. What the f*ck happened to lee?” I hiss, “is she okay? If you don’t tell me what happened, I’m going to that school to find out for myself.”

I wince, clutching her. “You are not fine. You can’t even get up.”

Hunter POV
I narrow my eyes. “Fine. I’ll go find lee. She’ll tell me the whole story.” I say coldly.
Lee POV
“I need to find Alli!” I say angrily. I take out my cellphone and call her, hoping to god she picks up

“How ’bout you talk to her here?” I ask, tossing him my phone as it rings.

I think I’m gonna leave the RP. I don’t really have time and Lyka isn’t really included that much either so yeet.

“I know, I know,” I tell her. “But every time you move, hurting yourself, you hurt-” I stop myself before I finish the sentence. You hurt me too.
I watch her as she calls Alli.

(Oh no Shade! I’ll miss you! We can include you more if you want! But I’m not going to pressure you into staying)

Ahhh nooo don’t leave Shade! We can include Lyka more! I’m really sorry we’ve been leaving her out!
Lee POV
(Cats can you be hunter it’s weird if I talk to myself)
“Hello? Alli?” I say nervously

“Umm….” I say nervously, “She may have broken my back and given me a fourth degree concussion and almost killled me? WAIT IS SHE LISTENING?”

“Can I please talk to her? Is she okay?” I plead

“She’s fine, I’m more worried about you.” he says, glancing over at me as I was muttering under my breath.

“No, I’m fine! Please let me talk to her!”

“Alli is…. kinda going ps.ycho?” I say worriedly

“Oh my goodness, are you… can you… you’re having a conversation with someone through that rectangular prism? How does it work? Can I take it apart?” Then I stop. She’s having an important conversation through the rectangular prism. I cannot take it apart.

“What? Alli’s sweet as sugar and giddy as a bunny normally, what do you mean, psy.cho?” He asks while I start to leave the room, barely hearing him.

I quietly shush my roommate. ‘The person on the receiving side of the phone may be hearing what you’re saying right now,’ I mouth while signing.

“I realize that now. Got a little caught up in my desire to find out how it works.” I blushed as I whispered.

I hand her my phone. ‘Go wild,’ I sign and whisper. ‘Who’s going to be calling or texting me anyways?’ Not my fake friends or parents.

I hand the princess my phone, but not before saving everything to my SIM card and replacing it. ‘Please don’t break it. Dismantling? Yes. Destroying it? Please no.’ I sign.

I open my mouth to shout with delight, but then see Leanna talking. I settle for pocketing it and whispering a thank you. I’ll get some tools and work on it later.

I glance at Chris, signing. ‘Great minds think alike.’
Honestly, I trust the princess with a lot of things, including my life. I trust Chris and Lyka with it too. That’s a lot more people than I trusted back home.

“No kidding.” I eat another cookie, the chocolate smearing a bit on my face.

I roll eyes, wiping the chocolate off his face. “You’re so messy, I’m surprised you got by in life until now.” I wouldn’t have, not in Enteral Springs wkth my parents and all the meetings.

I grin and take another cookie and smear the chocolate all over my cheek. “Better?” I laugh.

“What, do you want me to kiss it off?” I ask while taking a tissue and dabbling it off, trying to hide a smile. When did I get emotions? When did I actually start to like people?

“Can’t I tease you, love?” I tease, moving my face closer to hers.

I smile up at him, just realizing how short I am. “You don’t have to be so messy about it. You’re wasting a perfect good cookie.”

I sigh, “SHe…. kinda murdered and innocennt person and then attacked me when I stopped her. And then when I told her to stop she said it was fun.”

“Well, I can live with that.” I smirk, touching her nose and getting a bit of chocolate on it. I turn to Lee. “Don’t forget the part where she beat me up because I helped the innocent get away.”

I took one of the cookies. “I suppose the doctor shouldn’t eat the medicine, but I’m going to ignore that for a bit.”

I smirk, then shutter. “Yeah. All of that happened.”

I wipe the chocolate off of Adora’s nose. “I suppose I’ll have to be more obvious when I do that.” I chuckle.

“Well, I didn’t exactly care,” I tell him, a small smile on my face. When did I stop caring about appearance? When did I like people? When did I start caring in general?

“Maybe you do. Maybe you don’t. Maybe you just didn’t notice it until I pointed it out, love.”

When did I start opening up? When did I start smiling and laughing? Oh well. I’m a fool anyway. May as well have fun.

I fiddle with my silver and pink bracelet as I look up at Chris. What would my parents say? I have no idea. They were probably planning something for my future. We’ve been to some very powerful but discrimatory places in the Woods. I didn’t care. I was planning on doing an undersweep of everything and basically running wherever I would live.
My…[Read more]

“Um…alright. My parents are bakers. We first discovered this…ability when I was five. Then they treated me like a disease, a pest. I had no friends and I hated being made to work in the bakery. So, whenever I would find time to be myself, I would. Then, about two years ago, I caught Lee and Ali on game night.” I take out my journal to look…[Read more]

I shrug. This was a bad idea, but I want to know everybody. It’s the first day, but it feels like years have flown by and I know nothing. I want my sketchbook. “I’m from Enternal Springs, daughter to Kyline and Asher Easton, some of the most powerful people in that section of the Woods.” Because of me. “I have an older brother named Cody, who is…[Read more]

“Interesting. Must’ve been…fun.”

“Hmm. You could say that.” I sigh, taking a cookie. “How has it only been one day since we got here? It feels like centuries.”

“That would be physically impossible. But, yes. It has felt like a week. But I’m glad I came.” I’m stating my emotions. This is new. I’m not lying about them. That’s new.

I look at Chris, then blink quickly, looking at the ground. “I am too.” I look back up at Chris. “And haven’t you ever heard of a simile?”

(What are we doing and where are we doing it?)

(If you want to come to the infirmary we’re all giving our backstories)

(We’re in the infirmary. Come and visit!)

(Explaining our tales.) “Yes, I’ve heard of a smile, love.” I say, smiling. “Why? Am I too dull?” I joke, laughing a bit.

“No,” I tell him, rolling my eyes. “Just weird.” I look at the princess. “And I’m sorry about the school part for girls. That’s really crass of them.”

“Agreed. And, for the record, I take weird as a compliment.”

I sigh, tired but happily. “That’s what makes you weird, dear.”

Dear. She just called me dear. “I know, love.”

(We have reached the point where we totally need a ship name. What is it gonna be?)

(Cadora? Cora? Adis?)

(Cadora? Cora? Adis?)

(Legit anything works my dudes)
I smile warmly at Chris. My heart is pounding so loud I’m surprised no one else can hear it.
I yawn, feeling tired but energetic at the same time. “So…” I look at the princess. “We actually have history homework? On the first day of school?”

“I suppose we do.” I sigh, resting my elbows on my knees and hanging my head. “I’m so tired, though. Do we have to?”

I shove him playfully with my shoulder. “Good grades are important, Chris dear. Also, Scheherazade said it was easy.”

There’s that word again. ‘Dear’. Why am I making such a big deal about this? I blush. “If it’s so easy, why don’t we just do it now, love?”

I shrug, smirking. “Okay, since we’re waiting for Lee to get off her phone call.” I cross my legs and rest my head on my head. “Why? Do you need homework help?”

“I may, just depends on the assignment.” I smirk.

“Well, I am good at school,” I tell him, scooting closer. “If you need help.” I frown. “We don’t even have the assignment. We weren’t there. Did someone grab it for us?”

“Well…we could always ask the teacher.” I say, putting my arm around her. You’re going too fast. You’re going too fast. You’re- oh well. I’m dead.

This is…unexpected. Wait…what is she doing? WELP TIME TO BE STUPID! I chuckle lightly as I ****** her hair. “I’ll go get it.”

*s.troke

I nod. Okay, stay chill, I tell myself. The first person you actually care about in this way? You will not blow it. No way. “Want me to come with you?” We have to get one for Alli and Lee, and Lyka, anyways.

This is new. “Uh, okay.”

I shrug. “Okay.” I get up lightly, holding out my hand to Chris. “Let’s go.” I don’t exactly want to leave Lee right now. She is going to be my main source of pain, and I would like to know what pain she is in if it happens. But Chris.

I take her hand and smile.

I sigh and nod, “yeah she did. Crazy right?”

I grin, pulling him into the hall. “Which way is history again? Do you think the teacher will still be there?” My heart is racing and I do not like it. But it’s exhilarating. I look up at Chris. Is he that tall or am I just really short? Questions, questions.
I’m talking to myself now. Great. What would my parents say about this?

I look in the history classroom. “Excuse me, but can we pick up our homework, along with three other people’s?” The teacher hands me the homework without a second glance. “Oh yeah. This is easy.”

I glance at it, already figuring out half the questions in my head. I look up at the teacher. “Thank you.” I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear as I read the teacher’s mind. Wow. They need a life.

I grin and jog to the hospital wing, dropping off Lee and Lyka’s homework. I rush back to Adora. “I’m headed to the library. I need to clear my head after…all that. And I need a place to do the homework. W-wanna join me?” AAAAAAND that was a dumb move. She’s going to say no and you’re going to be embarrassed. Well, you already asked. No taking…[Read more]

My heart beat increases. Why? Tons of people have asked this of me, or something of it. Why is this time any different?
Because it is.
“Sure,” I say, smiling.
A new thought crossed my mind. My parents would kill me if they found out anything thing I’ve done at this school, one of the most of all this.
Who cares?
I care. I’ve done everything…[Read more]

Hunter POV
I kick open the door. “Alli.” I growl, “you need to check on your sister. She’s dying you know that? She might still die”

(Can you go to the infirmary cuz lee is all alone)
Hunter POV
“Do you hear me Alli? She could die because of you. Please. Check on her.”

She- she said yes. ‘Sure’, to be more accurate. This is new. “Okay.” I smile, blushing. “Let’s go, then.” I start walking towards the library.

“Fine. But I’m going alone.” I say, slinging the katana to my back.

I twist my bracelet as w le walk to the library. How many times have I done this before? How many times have I had the same exact walk? That how I got my bracelet, isn’t it?
That was different. I’m actually feeling things right now, and I don’t like it but I love it. I open my mouth to say something but I have no words. No words at all.

I work on my homework quickly. I love history, wanted to be included ad one of the great queens of history.
I glance at Chris. Maybe not anymore.
My fingers itch for my sketchbook.

I walk into the library and sit down at one of the desks by a bookcase. I pull out the chair next to me, hopefully, for Adora, and start on my homework. “I have a question.”

I sit down gingerly next to Chris. “What is it?” I ask, scooting closer to see his paper.

“It’s…not about the homework. Y-you don’t have to answer it, I just wanted to ask. H-how many times have y-you read my mind today?” I say it so quietly I can barely hear it myself.

“Oh.” I blush slightly. “Only about the sarcastic comment earlier today.” That felt like years ago. “Why?” I tilt my head.

I breathe a sigh of relief. “I…just didn’t want you to know what I’ve been thinking all this time.” About my insecurities. Because if she heard those…I’d be in a very different situation.

“Believe me, I’ve had one too many of those moments.” I chuckle.

I giggle a little, twisting my bracelet nervously. Being around anyone here makes me happy, but Chris makes me feel happy and nervous. But a good nervous.
Think of your parents, think of your future, think of your legacy-
Think of yourself for once, Adora, I tell myself.

I finish the homework and sigh, putting my head in my hands. Now to contemplate my life choices! Yay.

Lee POV
I call Alli again, hoping she answers.

I try to lighten the mood. “You okay? You seem kind of nervous. Ever been alone with a girl before?” I tease, trying to not freak out.

“One? No. Two? Yesterday, if you don’t count a dead body as a person.” I laugh, but it’s hollow. “And to answer the former, no. I am not okay.”

Oh. What do I say? I’ve never been a caring person. “Is it all the craziness of today? Or something else?” I wish I could see what’s going on inside his head, but that would be rude.

“Everything. And, don’t be shy, love. My mind is an open book.” Stress, getting roped into game night, the events of today, and now Adora has been thrown into this mess. The one person in my life who actually might keep me sane, seeing all of my insecurities, all of my pitfalls. That’s going to be fun. “Go on.”

My eyes widen as I go into his mind, seeing everything. Maybe this was a mistake. I’m not sure.
At least he likes me. Right? He likes me? That would be really embrassing if he didn’t.
“I’m sorry, Chris,” I say, hugging him tightly. Seriously, how am I so short, even sitting down?
“You can tell me anything,” I say, looking in his eyes.

“No. I should be sorry, love.” Yes, I like her. I hug her back.

Oh. He likes me. He actually likes me. Oh, okay. Cool. Cool cool cool. What do I do now? One of the scariest things I’ll ever do?
“I like you too, Chris,” I whisper, barely audible. My face is burning. It’s probably all red. I just met him today! What is wrong with me?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

My eyes go wide. Wow. Um…don’t panic. Stop panicking. I pull away and stare into her eyes. “Y-you’re s-serious?” I gasp so softly that I can barely hear it myself.

I nod slowly, grabbing his left hand gently. I smile softly. This went fast, think went so fast how can this happen I’m not supposed to have feelings I’m supposed to be with someone picked outbfor me in a couple years to increase my parent’s power Im supposed to be-
“Yes, Chris, dear.”

“Thank you, love. For everything.” I can’t stop a tear from rolling down my face. “I’m a mess.” I snort, laughing.

I scrunch my nose as I smile, wiping the tear of his face. “Yes, I know, dear. But now you have me to help you. Not that you need help. You’re perfectly fine the way you are. Better, even. What?” I sigh. “There I go, oversharing again.”

“You’re fine. No. Perfect.” I take her hand off my face and hold it.

I smile at him. “Careful, with your pinky, Chris. Don’t want to fracture it again.”
A thought races through me as I try to keep a calm face.
My parents can never know about this. Ever. I’ll worry about it later. I’m actually happy right now.
“Ask me to do homework with you any time Chris,” I say to him, looking at his paper. “Especially since…[Read more]

I pause. “I… I just…. Alli why?” I whisper

I look down. “I suppose it is.” I change it and make it right.

I smile. “You clearly need a tutor.” I sigh, looking to more serious matters. “Do you think we should go back to Lee?”

“Okay.” I say, rising. I lift her hand and kiss it. “And I do not need a tutor. I got it wrong to see if you would notice.”

“Whatever you say, dear,” I tell him. I clasp his hand as we walk down the hall. “I still think you need a tutor. I’ll give you my number, if you ever need help with something.”

“We live in dorms, love. If I need your help, I’ll just walk over and ask.”

I shrug. “I’m still giving you my number.” I say as we walk back to the hospital wing. “Unless you don’t want my number?”

“Fine.” I say angrily, and hang up

“Of course.” I hand her mine. “Thank you, love.”

I nod, putting it in my phone. I glance up as we round a corner. “Is.. is that Alli?” I ask him.

I walk into the wing. “It is. I better hide.”

(Don’t I currently have both your phones?)

(Oh right thank you my dude)

(I just handed her a piece of paper, then)

(And I’ll just store it in my pocket)

“Oh, okay?” I tilt my head. I mean, I understand why Chris is hiding. But this is a little crazy.
“Where are you going to hide in an infirmary?

Oh. There she is. I hope Lee is happier now. And as long as she doesn’t make sharp movements, she should be okay.

“O-okay.” I walk in behind her.

I follow behind Chris, eyes flitting around the room. We have an escape. I’m sure Alli is fine. It’s not her fault she was raised to actually kill people, like Lee. It just got too out of hand last time.

“Why are you looking for an exit?” I ask, ignoring the look I see on her face. “I don’t need to be a mind reader to know you’re afraid.”

“I’m just scoping out plans, in case something goes haywire,” I tell her. I want to trust her. I want to trust everyone. But between earlier and being raised like that, you can’t exactly just get into that mindset.

I sigh. This conversation is fun.

“Alli!” I cry, starting to get out of bed and falling onto the floor. “Ow…” I groan

“Don’t do that, Lee.”

I wince. “No studden movements.”

“Alli… why?” I whsiper

I just stand there, watching the scene unfold.

I actually want to hear this reason. I lean back on the wall, lips pursed.

“I’m not answering that, Lee. At least not before you tell me all of your injuries and how serious they are.”

“You may not want to hear the list.” I warn.

“You may not want to hear the list.” I warn.

I nod. “You really don’t.” The pain is my head still throbs like a ghost.

I sigh, “Concussion, fractured spine, broken leg in multiple bones, broken collarbone, broken radius, and more.”

Welp. I’m officially the worst twin in history. “Sorry, Lee.”

I shrug. “Alli please just answer me this; WHy?”

“You fractured your spine?!” I nearly dropped Adora’s phone, which I was fiddling with to get the screen off. “You’re lucky you’re not paralyzed for life!”

I smile at her lightly. ‘Now is not really the time,’ I sign and whisper. ‘And please be careful with my phone.’ I actually will have a number on there that I will enjoy talking too. If my roomie ever gets a phone, I’ll get hers too.

“Told you that you didn’t want to hear it.”

“Don’t worry, your phone’ll be back the way it was when I’m done with it. Maybe even better. I promise I won’t cut the screen off, even though it’s a tempting solution right now.”

This is why we can’t have nice things. People ruin them. “What now?”

Älli, please.”I whisper

“Good. My phone needs an update,” I say, looking at it. I then sign fast. “Should we leave the twins alone?”

‘Probably.’ “I still need to unpack. You do, too, right?” I ask Adora, giving her an excuse to leave.

‘Yeah, I do,’ I say, greatful for Chris. Anyways, this seems like this is a personal matter.

I rush out of there as quick as I can, Adora on my heels.

“That got a bit awkward,” I say, twirling my hair. I hope the princess leaves there. I glance at my bracelet. I really should take it off.

“Are you okay? You seem…off.” I ask, looking at Adora. She seems uncomfortable.

I blink. “Yep. I’m fine. I’m perfect.” I sigh. So many things are wrong in my life at this moment. “I just… I like Alli and Lee, and Lyka, and everyone else. But the last couple hours haven’t really been… friendly towards me.” I start to twist my bracelet, then stop. “Having powers can really be crass sometimes.”

“They can get you in as much trouble as they save you from.” I laugh, thinking about yesterday. “I agree with you.”

I smile. “Oh well. At least here is better than home.” Who knew today would wind up like this?

“What was it like, your home?” I ask.

(Cove… school master doc? We have so many thiiiiinnnggss to discuss)

I wave my hand. “Just meetings, basically. Meetings for my parents, meetings basically me doing everything for my parents. Its hard trying to please your parents when your parents don’t care. Especially when those meeting dealt with blackmail that only the person we were talking to would know. Unless someone-” I tapped my head. “But it’s whatever.”

“Sure about that?” I ask.

I purse my lips. “No, not really. But I can’t do anything about it. And my life’s not all bad. I met Lee, and Alli, and Lyka, and the princess, and you, after all.”

“FIne. Be that way.” I turn away, annoyed

I turn away from Chris and I hear a mutter a room over, poking my head in. Oh. It’s my dorm. And there’s my new roommate. “Hello, Harmonica.”

“Hello.” I look around the room. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but you look sad. Or annoyed.” I look back at Chris. “Emotions aren’t my thing.”

“Both, actually. Harmonia, are you alright? And, please, don’t lie.” I state.

“Yes. You can tell us,” I say, looking at her. “I am your roommate, after all.” I don’t know of that’s supposed to mean something, but if it does then she remembers.

“We’ll have plenty of other times to talk to each other,” I say. “You can tell us.”

(Dad, sorry.)

“We were just finishing up, actually. So. What’s on your mind?”

I left the infirmary after gathering up the tools I was playing around with and headed back to my dorm to find Chris, Adora and Harmonia there. “I only got as far as the camera, but it’s amazing! It’s so precise, and a brilliant invention!” I had her phone back and sit down on my bed. “Hello again, Harmonia.”

I’m not surprised that she didn’t know what a phone was, but it makes me laugh seeing how it excites her. “Thanks.” I plug Chris’s number into my phone, then turn to Harmonia.

Oh. Seems to be a sore subject for all of us. “Well, I wouldn’t, personally. It districts from the now.” I shrug. “But if you ever need to talk, you got your amazing roommates here.” I turn. “Oh. And Chris.”

“Thanks for remembering me, love. I was beginning to think I was invisible.” I chuckle lightly.

“You’re very hard to ignore,” I tell him, smiling. This is so easy. Talking is easy, but this doesn’t feel forced. I like it.

“Wow. SO encouraging Alli.” i roll my eyes.

“Heh. Thank you. I know I’m amazing.” I do a hair flip with my long-ish hair and laugh. “I’m kidding.”

I smile at Chris. “Yes, I know, dear, but we’re trying to have a heart to heart with Harmonia.” I yawn. “It’s been a long day.”

“Sorry, love.” I smile and give a short bow.

“We’ve all had a crazy day,” I say, looking wearily at everyone. “I just hope Lee will be feeling better in the morning, after we all get some sleep.”

“Ow!” I wince, pulling away from her.

I blush. “Perhaps. Perhaps not.”

I playfully shove him, giving Chris a tired smile. I then turn back to Harmonia. “So. You avoided the question. If you don’t want to tell us, it’s fine, but just know we’re here, olay?”

“Right. Yes. I agree with Adora’s statement.” I stammer. I’m such a dork.

I raise my eyebrow as I look at him, amused. He’s such a dork. A cute dork, but a dork. “So, let’s all agree to meet up on the morning, okay?” This is mostly so I can see Chris on the morning, since my roommates will be with me, but if we can tell the others, that would be good.

“Yeah well I have like twn broken bones.” I grumble

“Deal. It’s not like we’ll be missing anything.”

I yawn. “Okay. So we have a plan. I’m going to change into more comfortable clothing.” I hug Chris. “Night, dear.”

I sigh. “I just want to heal already. What about… game night?”

I stiffen at the hug. This situation has escalated quickly. You know what? I hug her back. “Night, love.” Now…game night.

I hide a wince. Game night has echoed through at least two people’s head. ‘Please be careful,’ I sign. I’m worried about him. And everyone else involved. And for a quick second, I worry about myself. What is a death going to feel like?

(I’m coming back for game night reeeeee)

(Yeeeeeah boiiiiii)

‘I will, love. And I’ll explain everything later. I promise.’ I should not have added those last two words. Well, too bad. I press a quick kiss to her forehead. “I won’t die. Yet.”

I smile. “You better not. You aren’t allowed to. And nobody else for that matter. Though I have faith in our friends.”

“Fine, love. I’ll be careful.” I go back to my dorm, looking back at her one last time. (Hamilton reference.) Then I bang my head on my wall. “Don’t sc.rew up, Chris. Just… don’t.” I sigh and flop on my bed.

I sigh, smiling. I hear an ow, and assume Chris hit his head again. He really needs to stop doing that. I go and change into pjs.

“Chris seems… nice.” I say as I pull out my book again. I’ve seen far to many women hurt by love or lack thereof to really trust it, but I’m trying to be encouraging.

“He’s stupid sometimes,” I say. “But he’s great.”

I smirk. “I totally ship it. Maybe now he’ll finally get over Alli and me.” I slapped my hand to my mouth, realizing I shouldn’t have said then and then wincing as my shoulder burns.

I hear Lee and walk out of my room. “Thank you. You just lost your privilege to speak.” My eyes flash bright green and I steal my own sound, not hers. I do it on purpose.

My eyes turn back to dark green. “Forgive me if I give you all headaches.” I bang my head on the wall until I can feel that there’s a bruise. There needs to be a sign somewhere: ‘Bang head here’. Am I right?” I ask. I stop banging my head and sigh. Why on earth did I come here? Why did I let Adora inside my head and see that? She probably thinks…[Read more]

I wince, moving my finger and making his head move back and inch. “Please stop.” I twirl my hair. “It’s.. it’s fine, Chris. Really.” I mean, it is, right? It’s whatever. It doesn’t matter. At least, I keep telling myself that.

I look past her to Lee. “We’re still on for tonight, right? I’ll be there.” My gaze is cold and my breathing is rough. I storm into my dorm and shut the door. I slow my breathing…and bang my head on the wall. Again. That was probably one of the most stupid things I’ve ever done in my life. Good job, me.

I walk off, wincing as I hear another ow. I knock lightly on Chris’s door. “Chris?”

I open the door slightly. “Yes, love?” I whisper, looking down, not meeting her eyes.

“Um…” I look around. “We should probably talk.”

“About?” I open the door a bit more.

I step inside, just a little. “Listen. I don’t…” I shrug awkwardly. “I don’t understand emotions. I didn’t until I met all you guys. And that was today. This is all new to me and…”
I fiddle with my bracelet. “I like you Chris, okay? But it’s only been a day, and you’ve known Lee and Alli for years, and-” I cover face with my hands. “And I am…[Read more]

I look at her. Like, really look at her. “Well, at least we’re both wrecks together. Wrecks in love.”

I smile a little, looking at Chris. I am so lucky. I am so lucky right now. “Yeah. But it’s okay.” A warm feeling is inside of me. It feels scary and nice. I can’t stop smiling. I have never smiled this much in my life.

I pull her into a hug. “I’m sorry. For everything.” And I really am. For being stupid, for failing, and did I mention being stupid?

“Me too, Chris,” I reply, hugging him back. “I’m glad you’re here.

(Was that “bang head here” sign a reference? I got the reference)

(Yes, it was. I still remember it. I want one.) “Can I ask a really stupid and idiotic question? Why me? Out of all the people in the world to like, why me?”

I sigh. I scre.wed everything up like usual. “Yes we’re still on.” I say in Chris’s mind.

“I’ve met a lot of people. Sons of kings, ambassadors, emperors, all of them.” I smile. “And you’re the only one that makes me really happy.”

“Well, I have not met anyone like that, nor anyone like you. Thank you for that.” I smile sadly. “Thank you for giving me a chance.”

I cup her cheek and kiss her on the lips. This conversation has escalated quickly. Yay. “Thank you, love.” I whisper. “Now you should get going. It’s almost time for…game night. My first actual time that I’m permitted.” I chuckle lightly.

I sigh happily. This was nice. “Okay, Chris dear.” I pout. “Try not to die, please.”

(I got that reference)

“I will not, love.” I vow.

“I’ll hold you to that,” I tell him, waving behind me as I make my way back to my room.

I smile softly as she leaves. She really is amazing. And adorable. Maybe that’s why her name is Adora. Chris, snap out of it. Okay. Game night. Do what you usually do. I pull on a jean jacket that matches my jeans over my cream shirt. I take a bit of flour I saved from home and splat a bit on my face and clothes. There. I fiddle with my rope…[Read more]

I sigh as I flop on the bed. That went better than expected.

“I’m coming to Game Night.”

I don’t go out via the front door. That would be too…boring. I climb down a tree near my window and head into the market, looking to all the world like a banker’s son. I hate it.

I shake my head at Harmonia. “You sure that’s a good idea? I mean, how many people do you need to… tag someone?”

I pull on a denim vest over a black shirt and pull on jeggings. “Tell Lee I’m going for her, please. See ya.” I ran out and caught up to Alli.

“Lyka is already going-” I say, then shrug. “Well, she’s gone.” It honestly doesn’t matter to me. I’m more worried about the actual death about to happen. I can’t stop it. So I won’t try. But still, a death. One that is going to physically hurt me.

idk, I feel like it would be Elsie too attack though since Rose doesn’t hate Elsie, Elsie hates Rose.

soooooooooo

I look at Alli and could see that look in her eyes. Another job.

Lyka POV
Every single face, mask inside this gym, I did not recognise, nor did I care, to be honest. I tried to stand as sideline as possible. There is a lot I might ask for, but attention is not one of those things.

‘Do I get to know where, at least?’ I text back. What have I gotten myself into?

“Hey, I’m Allison.” I say, looking at the red head next to me, typing away at Chris. ‘Course not, where would the fun be in that?’

I see two other girls. One is texting- no. Fake texting. And the other is…brooding. I don’t want to start conversation, so I just take my seat in the second row and stay quiet, thinking about this job and how to get there. ‘Fine.’

I brushed my white hair out of my view. I was eyeing everyone silently, poker face on.

(Hey Cats? Who they assassinating?)

I lock eyes with the white haired girl. She seems like she’s a quiet type. I’m not alone, finally. I give her a small smile and a nod.

(Probs some random dude unless anyone has suggestions)

I blinked. I just returned the nod silently, deciding not to break my poker face not even a few minuets into the gym.

‘Oh no. I wasn’t going to save them. Just bury them and see if the job is done. If it isn’t…well, I’ll tell you.’ I text back, sighing. I’m going to die.

(ME! Do my character?)

(Maybe you don’t kill her in the end though…)

I break eye contact with the girl and face forward. “When is this going to start?” I mumble to myself.

(We should do someone’s mom or dad!)

My fingers itch to play my flute, I slowly start tapping the tune I play, staring forward, or rather into blankness. My mind was floating off elsewhere.

My thoughts broke and eyes instantly turned on the nearest source of a new voice. I studied her like a book, analysing, but I said nothing, pressed my lips together and turned back.

I notice the girl in front of me, Rhia if I heard correctly. “At least I’m not the only socially awkward person here. Chris.” I nod, smiling a bit.

(Oh.. ok)

“Hey, nice to meet you!” I say, not recognizing Chris for a second. “Oh, hey Christopher! Family game night is tomorrow.” I say, faking friendly, sneaking a code in for him.

I turned once again, my mouth slightly parted, as if to say something, then I pressed them together again. Silencing myself.

“Game night? Can’t wait!” I grin. “But, honestly, you’re going to win, like you always do.”

“Not just me, Leanna too! Team games tomorrow.”

(Night!)

I shuffled in my seat. Letting my hair slip from my ear and block my face, I shifted away from the crowd. The temptation to play got more fierce by the second. Something flashed in my eyes and I knew what was happening. Control problems, of course. I curled my hands into fists and yet couldn’t stop them shaking.

To had more oil to the fire, the conversation in front of me was picking at my temper. Family game night. How nice to have a family, huh? My hands, more shaking.

add*

‘Ah. Thank you.’ I nod. ‘So…are we family now? Or just good friends who really like game night?’ I text.

‘First of all, what do you think FAMILY game night is? And secondly, I suggest you try especially hard tomorrow. We have a few siblings helping out this time who know how to play.’ I give him a false smile that looks kind before turning back to to front of the Gymnasium as a man clears his throat. “Attention please!”

May eyes widened at the tune. Hands stopped shaking. My hands flew to my flute, carved in dark wood and well polishes, ivy line carved into it. My own green eyes went and looked at the girl who hummed the tune, I held the flute to my lips, no. I need my control. I closed my eyes, grip tightening, reminding myself to take deep breaths.

(Interaction, anyone?)

‘Great. Now I have siblings.’ I text before putting my phone away, looking at the man.

This tune, this tune is calming me down. It fights the spirits better than I can, I memorise the tune.
I turned to the green eyed girl, “This tune. What is it’s name?” M voice came out colder and higher than I expected.

I shoot a glare at Alli, taking away her voice. My eyes then wander to the girls behind me. I send them a small smile. “Something she composed, I believe.”

“This tune has spirit, not naming it is disrespecting it.” I said, pocket face on. “This tune is powerful, able to push down angering spirits and clam the soul.”

Calm*

“I tend to tune it out. It can make one forget…important things.” I state.

“Such as missions, tasks, or simply something that one isn’t supposed to know.” Lie, or rather, hiding the truth. That’s what he did, curve around the truth. The angering returned sooner than I thought, it was stronger than before. Panic flashed across my eyes, just a little though, the rest remained the same.

“I like my mind to stay my own. Am I, too, not allowed to have secrets?” I ask. My eyes flash green again and I take the sound from their mouths.

“No objections?” I practically dare them to try to speak.

I felt my voice slipped, my expression finally changed, I frowned slightly and mouthed, “Give me my voice back.” I clutched my flute a bit tighter. At least he didn’t take my air.

“Give it back.” I mouthed again, expression returning to poker face.

I tried to speak but couldn’t. Great. I’m rocky in my ASL, but I sign. ‘Voice back, now.’ Hesitantly, I add in a please.

I oblige, giving their voices back, my eyes returning to their normal state. “Sorry, love.” If he got the same reaction from these two that he had from the twins when he used that word, then he was excited and a bit scared.

*I to substitute he. Oops.

This was the most expression changes I have had in months. I blinked at the name. It felt forgiven, when I listened to it. I said nothing.

I smirk. Welp, that one hasn’t tried to kill me. Yet.

To test my voice, I spoke, as if nothing happened. “Your eyes flashed green.”

“They did, did they?”

(Whoops *frienemies)

“You know whether they did or not. Do not waste your words, sometimes silence is more precious.” I said, bitter shown clear and bright in my green eyes.

“Well, sorry for that.” I apologize. “And ‘love’ is a term of endearment- a nickname, per say. I just happen to like it and what happened the last time I said it.”

I turned away for a few seconds, pushing flashes and the angering more down.

I steal the sound from myself and sign in ASL ‘I’ll shut up now.’

“I had not presumed it meant anymore than any other word you said.” I said back, the angering flared up inside me again, I clutched my flute so hard my knuckles were white.

‘Oh, I wasn’t explaining it to you. My name’s Chris.’

I didn’t say my name, I need the tune again.

‘I have to.’ And I leave it at that.

“Does anyone know the tune that girl just hummed?” I managed to huff out, “Any could hum it again please?” The angering, something here is drawing it out.

(Hello? Anyone?)

I give myself back my voice. “I can do it, but it won’t work.” I hum the exact same tune.

I chuckle. “If it just was being good at subjects, then is chess one?”

“Such a shame.” I shake my head.

“Oh, I know. I was going to give it back in a minute. Literally. It just turned 46 seconds.” I say, rubbing my arm.

I narrow my eyes. “Sure you were, Christopher.” I turn away from him and text Alli, sending her a pic of the girl we’re supposed to assassinate. I'[m sure she already knows, but it’s best to be prepared.

“Whatever.” Wait, did I really just say ‘whatever’? I let out a long sigh. “Can we just get this over with?”

“Get what over with?” I say sweetly, stealing all his memories of us killing, of the meetings, etc. just for a second to mess with him.

“Sitting in here. What, did you think it was something else? There’s one thing I can’t tolerate: boredom. And right now, that’s what I’m experiencing.”

I laugh, and give him back his memories. “That’s only a small sliver of my power.” I smirk

I smile back. “Oh, I know. I shouldn’t wish to see it all.”

“Would you really think that lowly of me? For people say, ‘Never judge a book by it’s cover’. Personally, I take it more as, ‘Covers are meant to be judged.’ But I could be wrong.” I shrug.

(Ahhhhh I accidentally deleted my comment sorry)
“It’s not the appearance that matters.” I say, rolling my eyes, “Its the mind. As they say, mind over matter.”

I snapped out of thinking mode.

“My name’s Scheherazade. Nice to meet you,” I said politely.

I see Alli talking to some girl, and walk over. “Hi.” I say blandly, “I’m Leanna.” I stock out my hand.

I shook Leanna’s hand then said, “Nice to meet you too. I’m Scheherazade.”

I raise my brow. “Interesting name. Where are you from?”

“Thanks.” I mutter. “Any chance the meeting is over by now? And who are you?” I asked.

(BTW Gilded Cage starts today, YAY! Even though its still Thursday for me)

“I’m Allison, and you are?” I reply to Lyka, letting my twin talk to Scheherazade.

“‘Alf Wahid,” I replied. “It’s far away.”

This wasn’t the first time I had to explain to people what my life is like. “How about you?”

(Oh you did it! )

“Foxwood.” I sigh, “But I’ve aoways wanted to adventure and discover new kingdoms in the woods.”

I nodded. “You should. Home is a little bland, but there’s some amazing places out there.” I subconsciously played with my earring, as I often did when I wasn’t concentrating.

“That sentence was directed at you.” I said, giving a slight glare, turning back to Allison, waiting for an answer.

Class dismissed, good. I put the flute to my lips, waiting for everyone to leave.

“Looks like the meeting is ending right about… now.” I went into the headmasters mind and made him think he’d said everything needed. “Class dismissed.” He called to everyone.

People here were quite interesting, one to steal voices, few to control minds. I reminded myself to keep the mind barrier in my head at bay now. Everybody pretty much left, I was just waiting for the few that remained.

I grab Ally’s hand. “Cmon lets go see our dorm!” My eyes are shining with excitement. I’m finally free.

“Allison,” I said the name again, I nodded, “I am Lyka.”

(Who do I dorm with? Or is she by herself?)

(Well if there’s three to a dorm she could be with alli and lee)

(Should they do first class then dorms yata then more classes)

I nod, “Kay.” I have weaponry first, should be fun. I hear a girl mutter something about how this is only a bit bigger than her house and snort. “Alli, watch out for that one. She’s a br.at.” I gesture to the girl who I jeard

(She’s a whisper, she can read minds as well as wipe memories and what not)
(Ps, someone should go to weaponry with Leanna so we don’t all end up in the same class besides her)

I walk into the classroom and take a seat near the back so I’m overlooked, but close enough that I can observe.

(Coming) I take another look. Wrong class. I excuse myself and make my way over to Weaponry.

Nevermind. I was right the first time. I’m a mess. “Sorry.” I retake my seat in Talents.

Talents class. A very good observing hour. I found a random seat and sat.

“Lovely. How does this work, exactly? Do I just show my talent?” I ask, stepping up to the front of the class.

Chris, or whatever he was called was demanded by the teacher to stand up. D a m n, just hope my voice stays. But I’d really like to see the teacher mouthing words for the rest of the class.

“Show us what you’ve got.” the teacher demands, as I was sitting quietly already, already bored.

I sigh. I haven’t had to go sparring in a while. A while while. Any weaponry in a while. It was fun, going with the flow of the blade, but it was hard to use if you haven’t trained. And that was years go, and only because I had to to beat that Emperors son. That was stupid. My whole life was. Is. Everything I know or done if because of my parents.…[Read more]

“Fine. I guess I’ll just do it on everyone.” I focus and my eyes glow bright green. I steal their voices. “I just stole your voices.” I do a mini bow.

I wanted to groan, are you being serious? I glared at him, the glare clearly saying: Give it back.

The teacher looks for a pair to spar and I sit up with a grin. She nods to me, and then to… that bratty girl from before. I walk onto the mat, carefully select two twin daggers. My best weapons. I take the fighting stance, and wait for her to make the first move.

I give their voices back and sit down.

I stopped glaring and went back to pondering who was next.

By that time I’m just burying my head in my arms and wanting the class to be over, not wanting to be tested on.

Wow, Talents class was worse than I expected. I waited for someone else to be picked.

I frowned. Seemed like I was going to be the one to make the first move. I stalked toward her. I did a roundhouse kick, sweeping her feet out from under her. I kneeled on top of her, pressing one of my daggers to her heart and one to her throat. “Done.” I smirk.

I’m guessing that’s not the full extent of her power, and I don’t wish to see it. I shudder at the thought.

Is class over now? My angering is at it again. It’s annoying sometimes, to be honest.

“Congrats, another know it all.” I grumbled softly.

The teacher called me next. I clutched my flute. “I don’t have a talent.” I said coldly.

I raise my eyebrows. “Really.” Not a question, a statement. A sarcastic statement. ‘Don’t think I haven’t seen your flute.’ I sign so the teacher doesn’t see.

I turned around to Christopher. “You don’t want to see my talent, trust me. None of you would.” I mouthed at him.

I sat watching. Prove him wrong, I silently cheered the girl with the flute. Prove him wrong.

(I don’t know what the plot for this story is, but I got an idea if there isn’t one. What if we’re being “trained” so the school can send us out to do all sorts of evil things for them, only we don’t realize it, and then we have to figure out how to get…[Read more]

I gave her a deadly look and pushed past her, continuing down the hall to the library

The bell rang, saved me from Talents class. I needed to let the annoying angering out so it stops pestering me. Library, good place, since it’s big and no one rarely goes.

“Don’t. Effing. Tell me. To. Breath!” I hissed in a deadly voice, before stalking off into the library.

(Interaction anyone?)
I found a good corner, and blew, the tune I created myself, a dark melodic tune. The dark mists started to encircle me. I felt so good, so calm to let the angering leave my body.

(YeH sure)
I found a corner of the library and sat down with my arms around me, not noticing the girl next to me. I was finally free and I lost control. I hated myself for ot

More mists, more tunes. The eventually began to fly atop of me and started to slip to different places of thee library, exploring.

I felt a strange, calming shadow mist around me and immediately relaxed. I knew there was something I should be upset about but I just couldn’t grasp it. Some part of me was trying to put up a shield, but I ignored it and walked deeper into the most

I walk into the library and…people are there. Great. I take out a book and start to read. I glance over at the two girls and see a black mist. Nope nope nope not going there. Yet.

“Knew she has one.” I smirk, inching away from the mist.

I hear Chris’s voice and snap out of the daze. I quickly put up a mind shield so the mist doesn’t effect me. “What is going on?” I say coldly

The tune I blew was to calm the angering, as well as myself, but one wrong slip may anger them. And everyone within the mists, except for the holder of the flute is harmed. I stopped playing, the mists slides back with information and they swirled around me. Sometimes I even liked them, they’re like children trying please their parents. I smiled a…[Read more]

“What the he.ll is this?” I repeated to the girl with the flute

I didn’t reply. So there were people in the library after all. I quickly stopped smiling and returned my expression to poker face. The mists turned to look at the girl.

I slowly walked toward her, my catlike gait the only warning that I was beginning a hunt. “Explain, would you?” I say sweetly.

“You have your own talent, I have mine. No need for further explanation.” I said, blinking, poker face and calm.

“Fun. Great explanation. But what is that? What does it do?” I demanded, dropping all hints of politeness.

(You wanna make them friends?)
“It is a spirit caller.” I answered simply, gesturing to the mists who were playing around like adorable children.

(Yeah sure! I feel like they have a lot in common, Lee is just wound up right now. We’ll see how it plays out but they’ll definitely become friends soon)
I frown. “I suppose that makes sense. Those are quite rare, from what I’ve heard. But, what exactly does it do?” I asked, a bit friendlier.

(Chris has earned Scheherazade’s Wrath right about now. (That sounds like an awesome curse!) You have been warned, Maddie)

“I never knew. I still don’t. I had no choice to take them in.” I was dying, supposed to be died, it was something I hated to talk about. When I fell off that cliff, the flute was floating in the air, promising vengeance. So I took it, and I am stuck with the burden.

(Yes, I guess I have.) I just keep reading.

(What does that mean?)

“I need to look for something.” I had already known where it was, walked to a place where a student sat reading and the mists circled around where the book was.

I close up the back of the clock, leave the correct size gear and which one to replace on a note taped to the back, and disappear out into the hallway. I hope she gets it fixed, 20 minutes is pretty bad. I found the library, and would’be checked to see if they had updated editions of my textbooks from home, but was distracted by a commotion nearby.

I stood up and walked away when I saw the mist. “Nope. Not today.”

I was offended at that, I frowned slightly, “Excuse me?”

“I’ve already lost half my memory of someone this week. I’d like to just keep my mind my own.” I state.

“Well that’s quite interesting… Every one of our talents seems to be both a blessing and a curse.” I said simply, and then went to look for Alli

I found a girl I recognized from the gym. Adora. I never met her, but now seemed as good a time as any. I sat down next to her.

“Hello.”

“They don’t control anybody.” I said simply, “They just kill.” As I finished that sentence, I willed the angering back inside me, instantly feeling like a brick wall was lifted and dumped onto my shoulder, I felt so tired.

“My name’s Scheherazade. What’s yours?” I smiled politely.

I walk away and see Aurora talking to the know it all. “Hello.”

I sighed to myself, annoyed. I stalked to the other side of the library, held my palm out, a book formed in my hand, a journal, I’d prefer to call it instead. I read over everything I wrote, found new hatred in old ones. I couldn’t let go of the past and I knew it was a burden.

Her parents left, they just left a child with an even younger child. Because their souls chose evil. They think it was fate. It wasn’t, I wrote. I continued reading down: It wasn’t fate at all. They WERE the exact reason why her soul chose Evil. Because when everyone thinks so and points it in her face, what choice, what path did they leave her…[Read more]

“Nice to meet you too, Chris.”

I smile at the girl. She seemed nice. Everything was nice, and okay. For right now, anyways. “So, where are you from, Scheherazade?” I say. The name was new, but I liked it.