When Lightning Strikes [COMPLETED]

Truth Hurts (Part 2)

Julie knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. He pointed toward the front of the alcove, and she gasped.

In front of her, one of the rocks that littered the sand lifted up on its own, nothing supporting it. She stiffened in Rory's arms.

What the hell?

Was she seeing things? Was this real? A wave of fear went through her.

"Go on, go touch it. Make sure you believe that nothing is holding it up."

Julie looked at him for several long moments. He wouldn't meet her eyes. She went over to the rock, waving her arms all over. She poked it. It didn't budge.

"Put your hands underneath it. I'm going to let it go."

She held her breath, slipping her hands under it. The smooth rock rested in her palms, and she had to adjust quickly as its weight transferred to her arms. It weighed two pounds or so. She flipped it around.

"How are you doing this?" She could barely get the words out.

He tapped his head.

"With your mind? Is that the big secret? That you can do stuff with your mind? Can everyone here? Or wait, it's the other kids, right? Jamie too?"

She pictured the day of the boat ride. They had stood at the front of the boat, rooted in place. The dolphin that just appeared. What was him?

The questions shot out of her faster than Rory could answer. After a moment, he smiled at her. He patted the rock bench next to him. Julie hesitated for a moment but sat back down next to him.

"Jamie can do this too?" She was in awe that her brother had an ability like this. But why keep this all a secret?

Rory nodded. "But his abilities are different than mine. They are more like your father's. He can manipulate thoughts, read thoughts, and emotions. He can do a little physical stuff, though all of us can do a bit of everything. That's how I let the dolphin know to give you a ride."

She couldn't believe it.

Julie pulled her legs up to hug them. She was numb, unable to figure out how she felt about anything. Rory kept a tight told around her waist, his hand rubbing up and down her arm.

"What about my mom? What about me?"

Rory sighed and looked out over the ocean. "There are some Fey that are more human than Fey. They don't have abilities. I'm afraid your mom is one of them, and you are too. It's unlikely that anything will appear in you now at your age. It usually shows up when you are fourteen or fifteen. There are usually a few duds each generation." He passed his hand through his hair. "Not that you are a dud! But almost every family has them. Usually they choose to leave the island when they're told the truth, knowing that they can't return."

"What are Fey?"

"Me, you, your family, my family, and everyone on the island is Fey."

"You are trying to tell me I'm not human?"

"Yes."