I was standing there, as still as I could ever be, gawking at my parents. How could I do this? I have to think back. In the chaos, I must have panicked and took their vision. How do I return it? I looked my mother in the eyes, focusing on her pupils. Her eyes started to come back into focus. She blinked and stared right at me. "Child, you do not know what you have just caused. Get rid of these people before your father sees them!" Just as she said those words, father screamed. "What?! Give me back my sight this instense, young lady!" I focused on his pupils and did as I was told. Mother came over and took Roseabelle from my hands. She gestured toward Alistar's hand, so I picked Alistar up to keep her from running. They led the way into the most dredded part of the house. Father's study.
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Our house is decently big, but like most big houses we do have a basement. The basement serves as a study and office for Father.
We walk down the stone steps that spiral down to the round table. My feet hit the cold cement floor, and almost as a reflex, I start to shiver. Roseabelle starts to wimper. This is going to be one of Father's "confrences".
They lead us to the round table, and forced us to sit down in cold metal chairs, nailed to the ground. Father and Mother took the two seats directly across from us, Mother placing Roseabelle on the table. She ran over to me, winning in the process. I started to sign in the very words that I yearned to say. "Father, please! This was just a slip up! A freak accident!" My Father growled in response.
Mother put her hand atop his. "Honey, we knew that this was going to happen. They would inherite something. We couldn't keep them normal forever." Father showed his teeth in response. "I wanted a normal life for them!" He started to calm down, sighing as he said. "Memorie Stealer, you are to erase the minds of those out in our back yard. Take those memories and hold onto them. Change the scenario." Mother stiffened in response, stood up, and took her decent up the stairs.
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Father grabbed me by the chin, throwing me onto the table. I heard a slight squeal as something fuzzy ran to the right of the table. Father started to scream in my face, spitting as he talked. "I should have known that it would be my silent child who would contain the most power. Power always comes with a price, my dear. Your speech was already taken from you, who knows what else could be stolen! You are a useless child! You are of interest to my company, though. You will take commands by the name of Shock, the last reaction that your victims will ever have." I cannot described how painful the touch of his hand was, I felt like I was a cow being branded. Except, I don't have the ability to scream. I suffered the branding in silent pain as tears streamed down my cheeks.
He lay me back down on the table as his sight switches to the weasle. Rosey quickly starts to turn back into a human, but she is still curled up like an animal. Father picks her up by the chin, Rosey immediately starts to scream and cry at the searing pain of his touch. "You, my young child, will be able to turn into many beasts. You have zero use to me! You are almost as useful as your older sister! My company will use you. You will be addressed as living beast, for you will make your enemy's feel the wrath of the true beast that cannot be defeated." He slowly let go of her chin. Rosey immediately started to grab her chin, clawing at it in between her curtiling sobs.
Father brought his eyes to Alistar, and a tiny smirk played upon his lips. He lifted her up gently and set her up on the table. He put his hand under her chin and the toddler started to scream, chocking on her own sobs. "You will not be a dissapointment to me. I will be able to use you for me and my company. You shall make me proud. Your name will be Heart Attack, for you will be sneaky and witty, mischevious and beautiful. You will make all look and stare, and drop to the ground at your lightest touch." He kissed her on top of the forhead, leaving his lip mark burned into her snow like skin. He slowly released her chin, and the toddler continued to sob.
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Mother reentered the room 30 minutes later. She saw us on the table, her and father shared a slight nod.
The world started to spin, everything was going black. I must hold on! I must! I... I can't. I slowly fell into the dark abyss of my own nightmares.
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Born This Way
Научная фантастикаS is for Silence R is for Rosey Red A is for Alone *** Everything always has a price. Give something up to receive something else. For them, it was already decided. They didn't have a single say. *** The story of three girls who are born with a lot...
