Fission Mailed (CaptainSparklez, OMGitsfirefoxx, iiJeriichoii, SynHD)

9. All these thoughts

Agatha's POV (Ikr what)

"Well, I've been looking over you for a while now," I begin. I'm about to tell Sonja everything I know. The truth behind it all. Should I? I know I need to, and it's too late, I want to tell her. She looks up at me expectantly.

"What do you mean?" Sonja asks. "For a while?"

"I was here all along. Hiding away. I didn't want you to see me just yet. But you needed help, so I helped," I say and shrug my shoulders. Sonja looks beyond confused, so I continue explaining.

"I have been here ever since I remember. All my life I believe. My father told me when I was younger that people will come. He told me everything. He even showed me how to make everything, and supplied me with everything I needed. Then he went away. Disappeared." I look down and a single tear rolls down my cheek. Sonja moves closer to me and gives me a hug. I hug her and I decide to tell her the rest of my story.
"He left me alone, in this lonely world, only sheep and cows to talk to. I never saw him again. After all these years by myself, I had everything I would need for whatever would happen. Then you came and I knew it was time. I finally saw people. I wanted to help."

"Listen, let's go inside. It's getting cold." Sonja offers me a hand getting up and I take it. We go around the front and to the kitchen to leave the boys to play their video games. Sonja makes some hot chocolate and we sit at the kitchen table. I smile as I gladly take the hot steaming beverage. She sits down across from me and nods for me to continue.

"So I was in this world alone, for years. I grew up in my large Quartz house, not too far from here. I built it a while back. I have everything. But I can't give it all to you. You must survive and work," I say and Sonja tries to register what I say.

"Why can't you help us if you have everything?" She asks and sits up straight.

How can I tell her I can't? I sit for a while staring into the dark abyss of my hot chocolate.

"I can't. My father told me everything. You are here for a reason. If I give you all that you need, there will be no reason for you to be here." Sonja opens her mouth as if to ask another question but I hold my hand up so she closes it. "Listen. I must go, I have work to do. I will know when you need me. We can stay in touch," I say taking my phone in my blue phone case out of my pocket. I get up from the chair and smile at her, then unexpectedly stomp my foot against the floor, causing the ground to shake a little. Sonja gasps and I laugh.

Jordan,Tucker and Tom felt the ground shake so they were about to abandon their game and come into the kitchen, but before they have the chance to, I jump up into the air, but don't land on the ground. I fall right through the floor and continue falling until I reach my destination. I close my eyes as I am falling so I can see what is happening. When I close my eyes, if I want to, I can look over what is happening wherever I want.

I see Sonja still standing in the kitchen as she stood before, staring at where I jumped through the floor. Then the boys come rushing in. Tucker grabs Sonja and asks her what happened.

"I.. It was.. It was Agatha.." She stutters and hugs Tucker.

"What did she do?" Tom asks, to which Sonja replies, "nothing. We talked." Then they leave the kitchen, and so I continue falling through the ground. There isn't a tunnel I made earlier, I am falling through the blocks literally, until I reach my underground base, which is just a little above bedrock. I reach my destination and bend my knees as I land. Sighing, I look around my underground base. I built it quite a while ago, after building the Quartz house. Usually I spend most of my time in the Quartz house, but I live here, underground. When I was young, my father told me that the most dangerous of places could be simply just outside the door. I ended up living underground, since it is safe, and I don't mind living underground, as of my powers. My powers.. I can fly, walk through walls, fall and land any distance, run forever, breathe underwater, swim like a mermaid, walk through fire, anything you want. I suppose it makes me kind of supernatural. But they don't know that. I sigh again as I walk over to my large bedroom, decorated turquoise and white, with my four poster bed on an elevation in the middle, and my huge diamond chandelier is hanging from the ceiling. I made all of these things. Then I proceed to walk through the door to my office area, even bigger than my bedroom. My desk is at the end and my projects are scattered around on tables and on the floor. My blueprints are carefully arranged at the end of the room. I went all out on building this whole place, as I believe no one could ever find it. There are absolutely no cave systems or mine shafts in the area, and I am the only one with the ability to locate them. One of my powers also include locating where anything or anyone is. Anyways, I approach my desk and sit on my chair. After sorting through a pile of plans and blueprints, I find my most recent batch. So I read through my work and make small changes, but I really don't feel like working right now, so I leave the papers on my desk and leave the room. I walk through another door to my large, lapis lazuli bathroom, and pour myself a huge hot bath, to which I of course add lavender oils. Mm.. Lavender. My favourite.

As I am laying in the bath, I decide to check on Jordan, Tom, Tucker and Sonja. You see, I don't want it to seem like I am not allowing them to their own privacy, I just want to see if they would need help or anything in particular. I close my eyes and see they are at the kitchen table, playing Mineopoly, which is a random board game I made a while ago, and decided to leave it in the wooden cupboard which I also made, in the living room which I made, in the house that they made. Anyways, here they are, playing Mineopoly at the kitchen table, except for Tucker who is marinating beef steaks in herbs and soy sauce. Jordan is sitting at the table around the board game with Tom and Sonja, sipping orange juice and laughing when Tom raged at the game. They were laughing, and so was Tucker, making jokes as they held their stomachs as they writhed in fits of laughter. They have a nice home. They have food, and entertainment.. Even if they didn't have that, they would still have each other. They don't know what role they play in this world. But it doesn't matter to them because they are happy.. I realise I am feeling.. Jealous?.. Or.. Lonely. I simply feel lonely. I've lived in this square world all my life, and I now realise that I've always been lonely, I've never had anyone I could talk to, anyone I could turn to. I had my father at the very beginning, but he just expected me to be who he wanted me to be. I once had Amanda.. I find myself thinking about Amanda. A tear runs down my face and I immediately wipe it off. Amanda is my sister. Amanda was my sister.

I exit the bath and dry myself. I throw on my most comfortable grey sweatpants and white t-shirt and walk out of my bedroom into my hallway, past the kitchen and dining room, into my living room. Yes, it's a rather huge underground base. I fling myself into my large white sofa and switch on the TV. I decide to watch the hunger games, and fall asleep half way through the film.