Beg for my love

3: The Society

Mention of: Child Maltreatment

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After my little meltdown in the car, I made my way inside the warehouse where I was welcomed by the sound of fighting and cheering. I walked closer to the noises and as expected two of the new recruits where fighting in the pit.

Ignoring them I made my way to the little library at the back of the warehouse which also doubled down as a secret entrance to the Society's home base. The society is a large group of rebels determined to overthrow the government and their leader, since my parents died, is my brother Alexander Ellis.

 Not wasting any more time, I made my way to the meeting room where my brother and the rest of the commands were waiting.

Upon entering I closed the door behind me and as I did a glass bottle flies towards me and smashes into the door. "What a touching welcome brother." I say and I could feel his eye throwing daggers at me.

"Sit down." He says or more like demands and I throw him a fake smile before taking my seat to his right briefly glancing at the person seated in front of me. "Now that everyone is here let's start." Alex says and soon after the room began to shake as it slowly lowed itself down.

After a while it stops, and we are now in a completely white room with no window. A door opens and a girl comes running in with flames all over her body. "Recruit 201. Fire mage, Aura color yellow. She awakened 10 hours ago at her graduation killing over 20 people." 

There exists a system in this world that categorizes each person based on their Aura level. Aura is a concepted that was created 70 years ago when people began to develop mysterious powers that was beyond human comprehension.

But living up to our stereotypes we learn, and we adapt, and scientists did what they do best, and they came up with a reasonable explanation for what was happening, and that reason was Aura. Also, typical of humans when we find something we can't understand we label it a treat and we try to find means to eliminate it.

And we did. That is how the system came into place. It scans a person's gift which is completely unique to the person, and it determines that person's level of power. There are Seven levels of Aura classification.

White, purple, blue, green, yellow, orange and red. There are also special colors like black or no color at all which only happens to 1 in a trillion people. 

The world consists mostly of people having an aura color of white which means they have little to no power. People with an Aura color of purple, blue and green make up 25% of the population and they have an average rate of power.

People with yellow, orange and red make up 17% and they are seen as very powerful red being the rarest and the most dangerous. A person with an aura color of black which has only happened to 1 person in the last 70 years is seen as gods compared to the other 7 Aura colors and that is why anyone with a black aura color is labeled a treat without even doing anything wrong.

That is what the system is for and the people who enforce these laws are called officers, and they all work for one company under government supervision that is known as OAOAAs, Official Agency of Aura Activity's. They are responsible for keeping people with Arua levels of blue to red under check.

And that brings us to my family and our secrets. My father had the power to read minds. His Aura level was orange. My mother had the ability to set things on fire and her Aura level was yellow.

My brother's ability allows him to see other people's ability and find effective solution to counter it. His aura level is red. I don't have an aura level, but I still possess the ability to see inside a person's head. I can see both their past and present and rewrite their memories as I will, and I also can replace them with fake ones making that person my slave. That is the reason why my father was so interested in me.

No one in the 70 years that aura has been around had ever had no aura and still had albites especially one so powerful. His words to describe me was special case number 2. Thats what he called me when he used to- 

Anyways my family after the incident formed an organization to go against and protect the people with "out-of-control powers" and aura levels from the OAOAA. We have been doing it for the past twenty-three years and when our father died, my brother took over the organization and has been in charge of it for the past three years.

"Did anyone see." My brother asked and the person who was speaking-Rudas shook his head. "We were able to get to her before the OAOAA could recognize her, but they must have figured it out already and are looking for her as we speak." he says, and we all look towards the girl panicking with fire all over her body.

"Josephine." my brother says, and I look at him before getting up and stepping out of the glass cube we were in and into the room. The girl runs towards we but I don't move.

Closing my eyes I reached my hand out and soon enough she ran into it. I open my eyes looking into hers and I did what I do best which is prying into people's mind. I read all her memories past and present then I rewrite them imprinting my voice into her head.

"Stand down." I state and the fire evaporates from her body as she drops to the floor unconscious. I look back at my brother and he nods as someone else enters the room. my mind becomes scrambled as I almost fall forward. 

As I approach person who walked into the room and when I reached them, I wasted no time in grabbing onto their hand and as I do, they instantly begin to wither under my grasp as I drain the life force from their body. That is the downside to these powers.

Not everyone regards them as powers; many view them as a curse because each use exacts a toll in return. My power, in particular, preys on my soul, claiming a piece of it with every use. It drains me physically, mentally, and emotionally, and the only way to stop that side effect is to absorb someone else's life force, which is why it's a curse.

To endure it, I must take a person's life force for myself, and with each use of these powers, I lose apart of myself. That is burden that comes with being an Aura user.

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