Nevermore Academy || Marilyn Thornhill and fem! OC

Chapter Three

Miss Thornhill and Eris had walked around the school for over an hour, peeking into the different rooms.
The teacher explained everything there was to know on the layout of the school. What the different rooms were for, like for instance the special chamber constructed to hold werewolves that were wolfing out for the first time.
After a while of just having things explained, Eris finally started to ask a question or two and when Miss Thornhill answered kindly, Eris started to freely ask everything she wanted to know.

What sort of creatures did Nevermore normally see?
How many different kinds existed?
Did the town people know the truth about Nevermore?
What subjects would they be learning about starting next week?

Miss Thornhill answered her eager questions as best she could.
Eris was so busy quenching her thirst for knowledge, that she barely noticed her teachers curious stare. She hadn't expected Eris to be of such inquisitive nature and especially to show it so soon.

"saints, so the sirens can actually make people do exactly what they say. Whatever they say? can you fight it or are you just powerless against them. That is seriously freaky."
Eris said more to herself than anyone else.

"hm yes, Nevermore really sees it all, you know." Miss Thornhill said surveying her from the side and then gently added, "That's one of the reasons we were delighted to get your applications. You and your sister are quite... unique."

As Miss Thornhill had feared, Eris' face closed up immediately. The cold mask and emotionless stare appeared and her shoulders tensed.

Eris didn't say anything. She didn't want to talk about their abbilities. She knew it was probably inevitable at a school like this, but she planned to avoid the topic for as long as possible.

"Your file said they first appeared when you were seven?"
She said it like a question and Eris felt too awkward not to say something. With some hesitation she finally did reply.

"No. That's just when our parents noticed. Mine started when I was five." Her voice was flat and her skin crawled uncomfortably talking of her powers so casually.

"Yours and Jocelyns powers started at differnt ages?" Miss Thornhill asked on curiously, voice soft as if talking to somebody sick with cancer.
And in some way Eris felt that way. Infested with an incurable illness that was slowly killing her from within. Because she definitely felt like she was dying, only in a differnt sense. In the sense that ached deep within your heart, making your soul writhe in agony.

Eris shrugged.
"We don't talk about it."
"Why not?"
"Why would we? It's not like we have much in common other than a set of genes."

Miss Thornhill felt she was pushing it, but went on anyway.
"With the connection I would have thought your abilities would take similar forms and be alike in it's nature."

Eris wasn't sure how to react. should she tell this strange woman that her sister could summon and control light, while she was able to bring darkness over anything she saw. That she could hurt living beings with a flick of the wrist, literally sucking the life out of them. That she was able to destroy objects, atom by atom, simply by dousing them in the mysterious black mist she conjured. How was she supposed to explain the bleak feeling nagging at her insides every waking minute, pushing her to free it from her body for only a moment. How afraid she was of losing her temper, not knowing what she would unleash on the world.

Instead Eris smiled ironically at her new teacher.
"I think I'll to back to my room now, Miss. My sister has probably been losing her. Or at least what's left of it."

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Jocelyn, Eris thought, might actually have lost it in the short time she'd spend alone in their room.