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TWO MONTHS LATER
“Zyda! We have a problem!” Abby called from downstairs.
I had only just trudged up the stairs from an extremely long day at work. I’d long graduated from the university and I now had ridiculous hours in a hospital where I only dealt with the most severe and mysterious cases. Half-asleep, all I wanted to do was take a shower and go into the closest thing to a coma I could get, so I had absolutely no desire to walk all the way back downstairs. “What is it?” I yelled.
“You need to get down here now!” she screamed.
Sighing, I reluctantly made my way back downstairs. “This better be a life or death situation because I am about two seconds from sleep,” I mumbled as I made my way into the kitchen.
“You’ll wake up after you read this,” Abby said, handing me a piece of parchment with elegant handwriting on it.
To Zyda Antonia Flare and Abigail Lourdes Flare,
It is our pleasure to inform you that you have been invited to Prince Aramis Sterling’s Birthday Ball. Only the most gifted and renowned Talents have been invited. We look forward to seeing you there.
Please head to your nearest teleport center this Thursday at 12:00PM. The payment has already been taken care of.
Sincerely,
The Royal Family
I almost fainted right there. Though I’d never teleported before, Abby had numerous times and she made it very clear that thought teleportation was instant, that second it took to teleport was quite painful. I didn’t know how that would affect me, and as a rule, I was afraid of the unknown.
“I can’t do this,” I said with panicked, wide eyes.
“Maybe it won’t be so bad,” my mother suggested from the kitchen table. She walked over to me and squeezed my hand. “You’ve been a lot better with controlling yourself. I bet you wouldn’t even have a problem.”
“I don’t know,” I responded absentmindedly as I made my way towards the backyard. I began to feel the familiar pressure throughout my body so I picked up into a run to the door of the power shed.
I barely made it into the shed before I exploded. Not bothering to channel the force through my hands, I let it destroy my entire body, knowing it would just heal itself. When I was done, I reached for the doorknob and screamed when my hand made contact.
I brought my hand closer to my face so I could get a closer look because I really couldn’t believe my eyes.
“What’s going on?” My father screamed from right outside the shed door. Through the window I could seem my mother and sister run outside. “Zyda? Zyda are you ok?”
“No,” I squeaked.
“Can we open the door?” Abby asked.
“Yea,” I mumbled, still staring at my hand. Immediately the door burst open and all three of them gasped when they saw.
“What happened?” my mom asked.
I shook my head quickly. “I don’t know.” The tips of four of my fingers on my right hands were charred beyond recognition. I could still move them, but they were unsightly.
“I’ll be right back,” my mom said suddenly before disappearing into the house.
“I think your body forgot to heal your fingers,” Abby suggested. “Maybe if you concentrate?”
I nodded. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the strength inside me, the way I did when I healed my patients. After I felt my strength drain from use, I tentatively opened my eyes to see that nothing had changed. “Crap it didn’t work,” I murmured.
“No, but it did get worse,” Abby added.
“What?” I asked.
She grabbed my left hand and held it to my face. “Your left hand.”
“Is it going to get worse every time I use my powers?” I asked no one in particular. “Crap crap crap! What am I going to do?”
“I guess…just use your powers for emergencies and…don’t tell anyone?” my dad said worriedly.
Just then, my mom came back holding two black, silk gloves. Without a word she slid them onto my hands.
“Why is it squishy?” I asked.
“Burn cream,” she answered. “They’re filled with bur cream. Maybe it’ll help a little?” she finished desperately. She looked like she was about to cry, so she pulled me in for a close hug.
I hugged her back. “It’ll be ok mom,” I lied. “Everything will be fine.”
“Fine?” she cried. “You know that it’s just a matter of time before…”
“Please don’t say it,” I interrupted, trying not to cry. “I mean, it’s really not that bad.”
“Zyda, how can you say that?” my dad asked as he pulled me in for his own hug.
I pulled away from them. “Look, I love you guys. You’re the best family I could ever ask for. But what do I have going for me, anyway?” I continued. “Yea I’m the most powerful healer the world has ever seen, and I get so much joy from helping people. And I’m so glad that I was able to save Abby. But the most I could look forward to was a life alone. Fans, but no friends; living in the spotlight but having this ridiculous secret. I can’t step out the front door without having my picture taken or a reporter shoving a microphone in my face, and that’s never going to change. So maybe it’s better that I don’t have to live with this stress for eighty more years.”
“Shut up!” Abby screamed. “Stop pitying yourself! Ever since Tristan left you just gave up on life! You could make friends! You could have a life! You choose not to!”
“And what would you have me do, Abby!” I yelled back. “Get close to people and pray they never ask why I sometimes run home randomly mid conversation? Am I supposed to hope that no one ever tries to follow me to make sure I’m ok? And whom am I supposed to date? How can I get close to anyone when I’m hiding the biggest part of me?! And heaven forbid I ever slip! I’ll be worse than dead! Locked up away forever in a prison?”
“You’re overreacting, Zyda! I don’t see why you’re making a big deal out of it! It’s just a power! It’s not everything about you.”
“You will never understand me, Abigail!” I half screamed half cried. “You have been a prodigy since the day your power revealed itself. I have been a disgrace to my own life from the day my power revealed itself. You have friends, you’ve had boyfriends, and you can confidently enjoy your celebrity status. You are my sister, and I love you, but we are the two most opposite beings on this plant.”
“But I can’t imagine life without you. You’re my best friend.” She burst out in tears and fell on me in a hug. “Please don’t leave me.”
I hugged back, tears falling. “You know I would never leave you unless I had to.”
“I know,” she responded quietly. “I think Tristan would want to know this.”
“I doubt he’d care,” I mumbled. “I’ll probably never see him again anyway.”
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Little White Lies
FantasyZyda is one of the most deadly beings in Terra Vox. She contains the lethal substance Vercilon and with a small slip-up she could destroy an entire city. Everyone in Terra Vox is born with a power. The range of powers are extreme, from changing eye...
