I stand there looking at the closed door feeling my heart beating out of my chest. Mom said that she was going to talk to them first before she introduced me. I am not sure how most people meet their siblings but Mom made it sound like it was a really big deal and that everything just right. The longer I stand here though the more I wonder though if they are going to like me and what they will say when they see me. After about five more minutes the door opens and Mom steps out, “are you ready?” she says giving me a smile.
I look up at Mom’s deep blue eyes and her soft facial features and I feel a little more at ease so I give her a slight nod. I walk into a large room with a giant round table and sitting to the right of me are two teenagers who look like they want to hurt me. I want so badly to slink into the warm embrace of Mom but I know that if I act like a baby that is who they will treat me so I fight the urge and stand strong. I look over at the teens, a boy and a girl and give them a toothy smile. The boy who is a lot stockier than I am looks at me and then at Mom and back to me. I don’t know why he looks so confused I didn’t even do anything besides walk into the room.
“This is a joke right?” the boy says looking at Mom.
“No, there is no joke I want you too to meet your brother his name is Gizmo” Mom says moving away from my side and to the front of the room.
“What do you mean brother? He doesn’t even look anything like us” the boy says this time with a little more anger behind his voice.
I look at the two teens and realize that he is right. They both have jet black hair which is a major difference from my hair that is so white that it looks like paper and dark brown eyes rather than my icy blue ones. Even though we don’t look the same if Mom says that we are family then it has to be true, she wouldn’t lie.
Before Mom can say anything the girl butts in and looks at the boy,” Buddy you need to calm down and shut up.” I guess the boy’s name is Buddy, interesting. I look over at Mom and she nods to the nearest chair so I sit down. I avoid looking at Buddy because even though I don’t know why he is already very angry with me. I look over to Mom who looks like she has aged ten years since we walked into the room. She looks from me to the two teens and takes a deep breath like what she is going to say next is going to be hard.
“Even though Gizmo doesn’t look like you two he will indeed be your brother and be treated as such. He will also be the final member of Beta team.” Mom says cringing slightly at the words she just said.
Mom told me earlier today that not only were they going to be my siblings but we were also going to form a special team. I guess it is called Beta team whatever that means. I look over at Buddy and he looks like he is going to explode with rage but he doesn’t say a word. Instead the girl turns to Mom and speaks,” with all due respect I don’t think that a new member is necessary. Buddy and I have been training together for years and have a good flow that I think a new person would just wreck.”
I can’t believe that the girl doesn’t like me either I thought she would since she told Buddy to shut up. Maybe I should just leave now since that is probably what these two want anyways. I give a down trodden look towards Mom and start to stand up until she stops me.
“I don’t care if you and Buddy have a “flow” Sadie the fact is that Gizmo will be joining Beta team. If you and Buddy want to remain a duo however then realize that you two will never be allowed to leave here and help like Alpha team has been.”
I look over at the girl or should I say Sadie and she looks like she is thinking really hard about what Mom just said before she speak. “When do you start?” she says looking at Mom kind of defeated.
“Well you guys will need to start as soon as possible. The main goal that we want to accomplish here is to show the world that Alpha team wasn’t a fluke. That means that you guys will have to train a lot harder then you have been. You guys will need to not only become individually stronger but also strong as a unit. With that being said why don’t you guys head to the gym and get in a little work out.”
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H.O.M.E
Teen FictionHuman Observation thru Medical Experimentation or (H.O.M.E.) as they prefer to be called has spent the past four years altering the genes of test subjects in order to make a better human. With their first team of “super” humans receiving such high p...