Actually there were 8

October 1st 1989

Where did he come from? I'm not really sure. He's been alive for a long time. And stays between his 40s. Even though he doesn't look like it. Slightly older but probably not by much maybe 20 years give or take but he probably can't be too old I would normally say if he were normal. An alien maybe. A time traveler? More likely maybe he was both. He fell in love with a mortal woman. He didn't seem to even really like children yet he had adopted 7 of them. Adopted he had 8 but no one really talks about her or to her. I was only similar to the others because I was born on the same day. And I had powers that can't be explained. But neither can how this all happened. 43 women around the world that had never had sex before or looked remotely pregnant or showed any symptoms gave birth all at the same time. All teenage mothers. Yes, I was born on the same day as the others but only because I was born differently. All the babies were born healthy. And maybe all of them even had powers.

None of this can possibly be explained they were all human people but their children had a power. Whatever it was I was made from even though I was "human" no not a robot like Grace. It's hard to explain. Maybe he took DNA samples from my would've been birth mother. The person he fell in love with. But why wait? Also why have me at all if he didn't even care about me. He let her name me. Said if she had a child what would the child's name be? As if he cared. None of us had names all went by our numbers like we were prisoners. She said she would want to name the baby after something hopeful something joyous. Something that brought on happiness and faith. That she would want something to celebrate. So he suggested the name Farrah. She said it was beautiful he didn't care about sentiment. He knew many languages I'm not even sure his first was English. They were all born but I was made. Had DNA of a human but not born. Maybe that's why I had more than one power.

Why I had them all. He also give me this thing to keep me from aging above the age of 16. Why he did that I'll never know. Maybe it was easier because children could be controlled and molded but once you were no longer a child or a teenager you were an adult and made your own choices. Not that ever gave us any choices. We weren't even children we were minions. And above all he discovered later on that I was too dangerous. Kept me from the others kept me from missions and from training but I still trained along side them because I wanted to. And I went on missions because I wanted to. I wanted to try and be apart of something. But it wasn't fair. I felt like a prisoner in my own home. And I'm sure the others felt that way as well. All kinds of clashing personalities all under one roof plus a monkey butler who spoke perfect English. And a robot "mother" that couldn't die because of myself and my "sister" because we were too dangerous. More on that later. I got along with my "siblings" just fine but I think it was only because after some time they forgot I had powers. Again more on that later. They didn't care about people that they thought were ordinary. People like me didn't have to go through what they did. It wasn't long before everyone went their separate ways. Got out of there. I still felt I had no choice. I stayed. But I was alone.

I never felt so alone yet so trapped in my life. A sense of freedom but I was still in this mansion. Just the 3 of us. For a while it was us 4. Because one stayed. We gave ourselves names after some time. I gave myself the same name my would've been mother would've given me had she given birth to me. But 5 is gone he left a long time ago when he was a teenager the rest of them would be in their 30s. Everyone the same age. Except me except 5 he never got a name he was gone before then. He'd told me once my power was called mirroring. Number 3 once told 7 and I were ordinary. And we take pills to keep our powers at bay. I wrote everything down. So did she. But in a different way. He even has voice recordings said he once called me number 0. That I was the "original." I kept telling him my name is Farrah. I'd found my "birth certificate." Some journals my "father" kept. Reginald was his name. The only one that didn't age in physical form was Ben because he died on a mission. We have a statue of him out in the yard. But like I said I wrote everything down. But so did 7. But she wrote a book and got like famous off of it or whatever about our lives. But mostly she just wanted to play the violin become first chair be something that wasn't ordinary. Like she thinks she'd been told all her life.