The Lost Sister

7- strange

Connor's POV-

I carried Cora to the car quickly. I could hear Kayla coughing behind me. Dylan was trying to help her to her feet.

I put her in the car. Dylan and Kayla followed. I could hear Kayla breathing heavily obviously confused as to why her best friend just tried to kill her.

I mean I am too. I close my eyes as I think of the last thing she said to me. What's wrong with her?

I felt a slight tear go down my cheek. I quickly wipe it. I was going was over the speed limit.

I looked in the rear view mirror and could see Cora's head in Dylan's lap. She was still out.

I pulled in the driveway. Jumping out of the car I scooped Cora up bridal style. There was already bruising around Kayla's neck.

I started to run toward the door. I could still see the broke phone in her hand and hear her screams.

Dylan opened the door. "Mom! Dad! Help!" He screamed worried for his baby sister.

My parents came running from the hall. Uncle Ricky in tow along with Luca. Once they saw Cora's state I heard my mom gaps.

Losing Cora was hard on mom, but I mean it was hard on all of us.

"What the hell happened?" My father yelled coming to see her.

"She went ballistic. Started choking Kayla, screaming at her." Dylan panted. Kayla was staring at Cora's limp body. While holding onto her own neck.

Uncle Rickey hurried to his daughters side. Checking her neck. "I'm fine, dad. Let's get her down to medical." Kayla spoke for the first time.

I nodded and we all began that way. I watched as the doctors hooked her up to see her vitals and to hopefully find out what happened.

I plopped down on a chair. I held my head in my hands.

"Hey, Con, where's Co?" Luca asked me. I looked around. My 13 year old self laughed.

"I think she's hiding. Mom wanted her to do the dishes." I laughed. Luca joined me. Dylan walked up.

"Hey, Dyl, Cora with you?" Luca asked none of realizing the danger.

"Nah, she's probably with Kayla or-." He started but before he could finish he was cut off with a scream.

A scream from my twin sister. I looked at my brothers and they looked as frightened. We began running toward it.

I could see my father in the corner of my eye. As well as my mom and Uncle. But I didn't slow down.

I stopped and looked around. "Cora!" I screamed but to no answer. I looked on the ground and saw the slightest amount of blood.

I dropped to my knees. My brothers trying to comfort me but they were destroyed as well. But she was my twin.

I could hear my mothers cries. Kayla's screams for her best friend. I could hear my father cursing.

I held on to the bracelet i always wore. Cora had one similar but hers was a necklace.

The doctor walked out and my family instantly stood. He was carrying scans. He hesitated.

"Spit it out, please!" My mom begged. My father took her in his arms to calm her.

"We found something.. abnormal in her blood test." He told us. I scrunched my eyebrows.

"Abnormal how?" I clenched my fist. He sighed.

"It's unlike anything in history. It's like her body was rewritten. Scars line her body." He spoke sadly.

I clenched my jaw in anger. Scars? From what? I looked to my brothers and they looked just as angry.

"Her body was rewritten? What the hell does that mean?" My father asked in anger.

"Like.. she was experimented on. Her body. Her cells. Her blood. Side effect was her purple eyes. Who knows what else?" He answered.

"She knows." I spoke. I sighed.

Cora's POV-

I woke up to a beeping sound. Not again. Instantly terrified I began ripping the I.V from my arm.

I screamed in terror. No. Not again. I thrashed in the bed. I heard footsteps and saw a doctor.

"Get the hell away from me!" I cried in horror. Connor came running in. I'm not in the lab?

He came to my side and I jumped for him, wrapping my arms around him. I sobbed into him as he shushed me.

I could see my family's terrified looks. I let go once I got under control. "Want to tell me what happened?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Sweetie, we know that your body is different." My mother told me. I felt my heart stop.

I sighed. Of course they did. Probably knew about the scars too. I could no longer feel my headache.

"Grab that scalpel for me, would you?" I asked Dylan. He looked at me like I was insane.

"Fuck no. Are you insane?" He asked staring at me like I was an alien

"Fine, I'll get it." I huffed going to get up.

"Sit your ass down." I heard Kayla yell. She grabbed the scalpel and put it in my hands.

I looked at her. Bruising around her neck. I felt a tear slide. I did that. I hurt my best friend.

"Kay, I'm sorry." I whispered. Either she didn't hear me or she ignored me. I'm going with the second option.

I put the scalpel to my forearm. "The hell are you doing?" I heard Luca shout. But I ignored him.

A.N - she will cut herself to prove a point. If things like this make you uncomfortable skip this part.

I pushed it into my skin until blood drew. "Fuck! Get some bandages!" I heard Connor yell trying to grab my arm.

"Don't." I countered. I quickly wiped the blood away. "Watch." I instructed.

And just like that the cut healed over. I heard gasps around the room.

"Holy shit." I heard Uncle Rickey mumble. I looked at them sadly.

"That's not all." I whispered. I slowly stood up. "You care if this is damaged?" I asked my dad motioning toward the wall. He shook his head, dazed.

I drew my fist back and punched through the wall. I heard my mom scream. My hand was bleeding but it quickly healed.

"Super strength, super healing." I mumbled. "Luca, whisper something, extremely quiet.

"This day is strange." He whispered. I laughed.

"It is strange," I agreed. He looked stunned. "Anyone else hear him?" I asked. Everyone shook their head. "This day is very strange, right?" I continued. He gulped.

I took off down the hall. It was pretty long but I made it back in 2 seconds. "The fuck was that?" Dylan spoke.

"Super speed, super hearing," I told him. "That's not even all of it. Everyone of my sense are heightened. Agility, reflexes, part of me now." I told everyone.

Everyone looked stunned. "Why'd you try to kill me?" Kayla asked. I shuddered.

"To tell you that, you all need the whole story."