Riki and The Supernaturals

IX

  Chapter 9:  A New Discovery (Asher's prov) 

   What would happen if you were on fire? Would you scream, or would you marvel at the fact before turning to ashes? I didn't really think about it that much until it actually happened. I don't know exactly how I became on fire but when Hope was dragged away, a few seconds later my body erupted in flames. I swear, I never screamed louder in my whole entire life. I wonder if Hope heard me? Maybe.

 Well anyways,  dad booked it out and  my mom managed to splash me with water out of know here and the after all the flames were put out, she healed me. Without anything but her hands. At that point, I was beyond done. Why doesn't a buffalo in a robe walk past my room after using my shower? That would make things more explainable! I glared at mom.

"Mother. What are you not telling me. I'm not mad but whatever it is you must tell me it all now." Mom sighed and nodded. Showing all the men out of the room saying "it was a private conversation between the family only." And when all of them where gone my mom told me to take a seat. I did. 

"Asher. You are a supernatural. But not just any supernatural. Your the air to the throne if one of the supernatural tribes." I tilted my head.

"Tribes?" I asked. She nodded.

" All Supernaturals are divided into tribes at birth. The tribes are decided by the current tribes your parents were in and same with your position. So if your mother and father were both famers for the Lilyade tribe then you would be a farmer for the same tribe. Of course you can change your position Based  on your gifts like any other being but, that's what you grow up in when your young.

"Oh" I replied. Quite intrigued. But just than, a thought popped into my mind. 

"Then what does this have to do with Hope? Why is father so mad at him?" 

"Father?" She asked. I smirked.

"Worth a shot." Then her smile faded.

"And about your friend Hope. Your father and his father had some disagreements. So it's understandable why he doesn't like Hope." 

"Hope never hurt me though and I like Mr. Henderson actually. The Hendersons are nice and certainly not violent people mom." She sighed an began stroking my hair. 

"I know sweetie to tell you the truth I don't know what your father has against Mr. Henderson or Hope so much for so long I know they had some disagreements but still. Plus, I don't know what tribe the Henderson's are in ..."I paused after getting a second to process what she was saying.

"Wait. Are you suggesting Hope is a supernatural?" I pointed out Mom nodded.

"Why would you come to that conclusion?" I asked. Mom laughed.

"Big words uh? Well my theory of this momentous thought in my Nucleus.." I stopped her.

"Mom. To much school in those words." Mom smile widened.

"Ok. Well not  technically speaking why I thought the Henderson were Supernaturals is when I met Hope.  When I met Hope for the first time, something about him always made me feel like I was siting next to a warm fireplace, there was so much energy  and comfort  in that boys voice and personality. That it made me think that me might just be one."

"That's true but he doesn't show any sighs of being one. Or having any superpowers."

"That is also true but that doesn't mean he doesn't have any powers. When all Supernaturals are born originally from there mothers there parents get a glimpse at a tiny portion of the baby's full supernatural abilities, so his parents might know but maybe he doesn't. remember, a Supernatural may know that he/she is a supernatural but it will never know it's abilities until it's reborn. You were reborn early so you have access to your  all your powers early."

I was surpised.

"I do?" She nodded. "Well, what powers did you see when I was a newborn."

"The power to travel back in time." I was amazed.

"Yeah! That AWSOME!" But then I paused when I saw she was about to crack up in laughter.

"Wait are you playing with me?" I said.

"No sweetie." I smirked not buying it.

"Then tell me how you knew I had this ability?" Mom covered her mouth and then after a little bit released it after calming down.

"Well, you brought us back a doll from the 1900's." I was amazed.

"Really?!!!" She nodded. 

"It was the last of its kind in existence, and you brought it back for us, remember Wonka?" My face was so serious I think my mom looked a little scarred.

"Wonka. My favorite toy from newborn to age 10 was from the 1900's?! is that what your trying to get at?" She nodded vigorously.  

"Wow. All this time to...." I shook my head and moved on.

"I'm a time traveler great! Now I just have to find out my other abilities as well as see if Hope is a supernatural." 

"Don't rush yourself Asher you'll find your abilities when you need them most. And for Hope, do you have any suggestions on what his superpower might be?" I thought for a second, and then shrugged. 

"Not a clue."Mom looked deep in thought then said as last.

"Whats his full name do you know? Maybe I can pinpoint him by that?" It sounded like a very unsure question more than a defenet  answer.

"It's Hope Inferno Henderson." Mom paused.

"Inferno, like in fire inferno?" I nodded not sure where she was going with all of it.

"Maybe Hopes powers has something to do with Fire? He did always have a fiery glow about him." I wasn't going to lie or cover it up because that was true, and everyone knew it.

"So then, if that is true, if Hope does have some type of fire power how do we bring it out of him?" A grin appeared on her face.

"Three words Make. Him. Mad."

Then, we discussed out the plan.