A Development...

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<Sophies POV>

I feel Fitz's arm curl around my waist.

I shove him away, tears streaming down my cheek,"No! Go away! This is all your fault Fitz!"

He looks taken aback and hurt.

My emotions are out of control and sadness and rage blinds me unleashing a stream of red and pink and blinding white...

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"Sophie! Sophie can you hear me!"

"Leave her, she needs sleep.."

"But.."

"I'm sorry.."

"I shouldn't have,"

"Yeah,"

"Sophie!!"

Voices play around in my head, I'm unsure or whether they're real or not. They rouse me from my beloved sleep and darkness.

I've been out for.. an hour.. a day..?

A week..? I don't know. I don't want to know...

I stay unconscious until a particularly rough and loud voice says my name.

My mind pulls me back to consciousness and I'm met with a strangely strong wave of panic, relief and anger.

My head throbs and my heart pumps furiously at the rush of emotions, so I scream.

I hear people scrambling back and my eyes flutter open.

I see a crowd of people around me anxiously peering down at me.

I clutch my head, groaning, their emotions hit me hard.

Emotions.

No.

Nooo no no no no...

"I'm feeling.. emotions..?" I start, confused.

"Shes in a daze," Elwin says sympathetically.

"NO! Bring me Mr. Forkle," I say, the emotions and feelings a strong wave that I can't control.

After a few moments a bloated figure works his way to the front of the mini crowd.

He takes my hand as his eyebrows squish together and his eyes shut close in concentration.

When his eyes open, I'm met with a rush of awe and fear.

"No... we overlooked this.. this changes... everything!" He cries,"Sophie.. you're an Empath.." he drags a hand down is face.

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