Splendorman's Daughter

The Tests

I woke up in a daze and in a room that I have not seen before. Although I have not seen it before, it still had a home feel to it. The room had a dresser, a desk with my laptop on it that I "borrowed" from a friend, a bed where I was laying, a vanity, and a wardrobe. I tried to move but it felt like I was strapped down. I started to panic but when I realized I could move again and that I wasn't tied down, I started to laugh a little at my own stupidity. My vision was a little blurry and my eye sight didn't feel quite right. I lifted my hand up to my face and felt around only to feel... cloth? I grabbed it and ripped it off. I seen that it was medical tape on my eye. I got up and got light headed a little, but I just shook it off. I looked around the room to find a mirror. I seen one in the corner although I swear the mirror wasn't there before. I walked towards it and looked into it. My hair was long and black, my left eye was an icy blue and my right eye was covered in dried blood and was stitched closed. I cursed in Latin and put the bandage back on my eye. I froze. How did I know Latin? I barely even knew how to speak Spanish much less Latin. I turned towards the room again. I looked around it when my eyes landed on the bedside table that had something black on it. I suddenly became very angry. I stomped over to the table and grabbed the object. It was my knife. It still had blood on it although I couldn't figure out whose was on it. I heard two sets of footsteps coming my way into my room. I was still staring at my knife when I heard someone open the door behind me.

"I see that you're up. Are you feeling okay?" A voice said behind me. It sounded male.

"Yeah. We heard noises. Are you?" Another said behind me. This voice sounded female.

"I'm fine." I said without turning around. My voice cracked and I still felt angry but I tried to control it. I could feel something... new. A new feeling I have never felt before. I started to breathe heavy as I felt the new feeling rush through my veins. My eye widened as I noticed my vision started to go red. I started to shake as I felt arms wrap around my waist. I looked down behind me to see my Aunt Maria.

"Please hold on, Haley. Your father is coming. He'll teach you how to control this." She said into my back. Her words were muffled by my shirt but I could still hear her clearly. I felt a growing pain in my back and seen something that looked like tentacles clasp onto the wall infront of me. Cracks formed where they connected with the wall. The room was filled with bad energy that much I could sense. Anything else was either pain or evil.

"Haley please calm down." The male voice said. My grip tightened on my knife that rested in my hand.

"Recedite a me." I said as I threw my knife at the male voice. I heard the metal come in contact with something and someone screaming in agony, but my vision was still red so I couldn't see anything. I didn't feel arms around my waist anymore so I figured I shook off my Aunt. I tried to calm myself down but the feeling was too strong. I heard even more footsteps running towards my room and my door slam open.

"What is going-" The voice was cut off when the person seen me. I looked down again to where my hair was covering my face. I didn't want to be looked at by them. I could sense their eyes on me as I shook and breathed heavy. I wanted to disappear. Never to be seen again. I was ashamed of myself. The feeling was going away, my vision was going clearer and I could feel the tendrils going back into me. The atmosphere was starting to become normal again. My shaking stopped and I closed my eye for a couple minutes. I looked up and over towards the door to see the guy in the blue mask holding his arm which was covered in blood. He looked at me, then back at his arm, then ran out of the room.

"Wait! I'm sorry!"

No you're not. You wanted that. You wanted to hurt people. I felt tears start to form.

"No!" I screamed. I had become oblivious to the people in the room. "It was a misunderstanding." I whispered to myself.

"Jack, I'm sorry." I said. 'Jack' was the first name that came to mind so I used it hoping that I would get it right. I sensed four beings teleporting into my room. One of them ran up to me and pulled me into a tight embrace. I closed my eyes and kept them closed. I couldn't stand to see them looking at me with faces of disgust, horror, and disappointment. I felt my knees starting to get weaker and soon the being was trying to hold me up and getting me onto the bed to sit down. The tears started to flow. I looked down and started to cry silently hoping that they would not hear. The person wrapped me in another embrace.