Chapter 1

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I closed my eyes and listened to the music that was playing on my phone as I tried to calm down. Today was the test. Any Twisted power that was trapped within me would be "released" and I would learn how to control it. If there was no Twisted power inside me, I would be sent back to the normal world and would be able to live my life like everybody else who was Pure. Being Pure meant you didn't have any power that made you potentially dangerous, like the Twisted had.

From what I understood, the test was specially designed to release any power that had been blocked at birth, and if you did have a power, you would go live with the other Twisted.

As I entered the clean, white room and approached the table, I heard a voice.

"Please sit down so we can begin the test" the voice said slowly and calmly, almost like a robot.

I sat at the table, nervous but eager to begin. As I sat down the voice asked me to close my eyes and calm myself down before they started. As I closed my eyes, a memory passed before my eyes. It was from when I was eight, playing at the park with my best friend Maia. I tripped and fell into a puddle, laughing. This was not the only memory that passed through my mind though, several more passed through from when I was younger. As the last one passed, I noticed how it was my fourteenth birthday, which was only yesterday. Slowly the memory faded out and I opened my eyes. I was still in the white room, although I felt different, like something had been lifted off of me.

As I started to get up the voice said "Please go back to the lobby to receive your results". As I started walking out the door, I worried that I would be Twisted, and I would have to leave the place I had lived for my whole life, worried to leave my life behind.

When I reached the lobby, I went to the desk and requested my results. "Name?" the machine asked. I slowly but steadily said "Aria Halan". The machine started printing out my results, and I closed my eyes and nervously picked them up. I quickly folded them and left, so I could open them in private.

When I got to the park, I sat down on my favorite bench, by the pond. As I unfolded the paper, I glanced up to the sky, afraid to look down at the results. As I slowly brought my head down to look, I closed my eyes, hoping for the best. When I opened them again, I stared shocked at the results. The paper said: "Aria Halan, Born June 7, 2106, Has been tested and the information taken from the test concludes that you have been tested as Twisted. You will be picked up from your dorm on June 9, 2120. Please be ready when your guide comes to pick you up." I put my head in my hands as a few small tears slid down my cheeks.

I walked to the dorms, my eyes still teary from reading the results. How could I be Twisted? How was it possible? Neither of my parents were Twisted, and neither was my older sister, Lea. I thought coming from a family of Pure, that I would be Pure. I no longer lived with my parents, like everybody else my age. All children were moved to the city dorms when they turned 12, so they could be relived of stress that was caused by living with your family. Everybody lived there for two years before they were tested.

As I entered the dorm that me and Maia shared, Maia popped up from her bed and started asking me questions. As she noticed the tears on my cheeks, she realized that I had received my results, and looked up at me.

"Aria, what are your results?" she asked. "Are you Twisted?". Seeing my reaction to the word, she stood up and came over to me and started crying while she hugged me. "It's ok." she tried to comfort me, but it did not work.

Finally, I spoke: "Maia, my results did come out as Twisted and my guide is going to come pick me up in the morning to deliver me to the rest of the Twisted." I looked at Maia. Maia was 11 days younger than me, so she was not going to be tested until after I was gone. I slowly laid down on my bed and looked at Maia again. "Goodnight, Maia" I said. I turned to face the wall and closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep.


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