Faked Deaths

Chapter 9

After a whole week of training I was able to work on my reflex and finally caught Liz in her sand storm. She finally calls me Alex now. I could be focus and have fun as I dodged every single one of Jhene's ice objects and got away from the trap. I managed to contain my anger but also use it to gain strength with Matt. I learned how to be happy, how to be sad, how to be angry and how to shift my attitude when I needed and wanted to. I found out how channel your smartness and be smart with it.  I contained my feelings for Andre and even managed to learn about self defense. 

I was a new person I felt real and alive. The best I felt since I found out about who I really was.  I've  never knew my strength, how much anger I had, how happy I could be, how sad, how fast my reflexes could be and how much I could focus. I didn't know if this could mean anything.  I laid in my bed staring at the ceiling then turning over on my side looking at the clock. 

I could just hear it tick and tock. I wanted so hard to finally be accepted here since I accept this place. Because I would be devastated I now just loved it here. I don't know whether to be glad or to be happy. I looked on my nightstand and there was a plenty of notes.  It read Ava. Ava? Who is Ava, I think to myself as I sit up and ruffle up my hair. I grab the note and open it. I'm sure they have the mail right, especially since mostly everybody here is a super hero or a agent. 

I stare at the front. This is Sophia's writing. I remember watching her write and write, over and over again. No matter what she wouldn't stop. I would always ask her what she was writing and she would say "Things about my life," on the front she would always write Ava. 

"Who's Ava?" I would ask. 

She'd look at me and smile and caress my face softly. "Somebody... important in my life, that I can't have right now, and soon, she'll come to me but right now, I have to make sure her life is safe." Then I would just smile and picture what Ava looked like. But now, I realized Ava, was me. That was what she would have named me. 

I open a random letter. 

"If you are reading this now, you found out what happened and your sister Kat gave this to you. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you who I really was to you. I wanted to, I wanted to be able to be a mother to you like I was to Katherine. Like I was to Cassidy, I'm sorry you never got to meet your other sister, but it was too dangerous. This is probably, my third try making this letter to you. I don't know if your trying to hate me or if your trying to love me. But I love you and I will always love you, unconditionally. What me and your father did was unforgivable, but if we didn't do it we wouldn't have you. 

Little did we know, having you was just a suicide mission, I'm sure Kat told you all about how you were the chosen one and how Melinda, was crushed and pissed about the affair but she managed to start loving you. Until your father came back, no he didn't come to confess his undying love to me. It was about Cassidy, he just wanted to tell me and Jeremy about how she found out her power, we couldn't tell Melinda because she didn't know about her. Yet, she's been acting so different lately. 

I just wanted to tell you that, because I did love your father, but he loved Melinda, our love didn't last as long. I wish it did because me and Jeremy weren't working out. But I found out I do belong with Jeremy. He is my true love. Now, it's sort of weird because he is your step dad, you grew up thinking that he was your boss. So me telling you are business means it's yours too. 

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you like a mother should be. But I was scared for your life. I didn't want you to get caught at all. How did you become the chosen one? Your father was working for the bad people side, the other side. Until he retired. Until we had you was when  we realized who we had worked for. That's when we started working together, he came to the other side because he wanted what was best for you period. He loved you dearly, my child.