Inflatae Academy For The Gifted

Gifted

Hey everyone! This is the beginning of a story I wrote a couple of months ago and finally decided to finish! BTW Please no rude comments, though I am open to suggestions and NICE, supportive critisism.

Prologue

I'd known that my family was different and "special" as my parents liked to call it, since I could remember. I knew that my family belonged to a particular group of people called the inflatae, meaning gifts in Latin that had, well, Gifts. Gifts that made people, In this group that is, able to change there appearance, create a ball of fire in there hand, breath underwater, or even hear ones inner most thoughts and secrets from miles away. But we aren't born special. We become special. For most of us we will get little glimpses of our gift at a young age, maybe 4 or 5 like my sister Melanie, who could breath underwater and kick faster than any living thing that I've seen. But she didn't start out this way, she started getting her glimpses at about 5 when on Saturday afternoons mom would take us out to the community pool to splash around and have a good time. I would sit in the toddler pool, content as could be while Melanie would swim around the pool effortlessly while other mothers watched in complete awe. It didn't help that a couple of weeks later she started to come up for air less often, now every couple of minutes apposed to her usual every 30 seconds. Melanie got her full gift when she was 13. The usual age for our group. I was different. I got no glimpses or any special attention from strangers who didn't know the truth. I thought I didn't have a gift until papa took me to a council meeting for 'The Gifted' a couple of weeks back. There where more people with gifts there than I had ever seen before. At least 200. But before I knew it papa had us in my front row 16th birthday seats. The meeting started as they talked about erasing memories and new head quarters. I closed my eyes and drifted off into my own imagination but was disrupted when my head started to spin and I found my hands shaking as my mind filled with noise.

"When will It be over!?!" I heard.

I opened my eyes and sat up, alert. My papa looked over at me, concerned.

"You okay Bree?" He whispered My papa called me Bree, short for

,Aubree.

I just nodded an simple "Yes". but I wasn't what was that voice I had heard. It wasn't from the meeting it was... separate. From a different place completely. Suddenly I heard another voice.

"How is this going to work? He's stupid..."

I barley got to question what was happening again before my head flooded with different voices and there petty opinions and complaints.

I looked around franticly to see if it was just me or was this someone's gift? Bombarding people with negative thoughts. But then I stopped. 'Gifts..' I though. What If I was a mind reader! What if I was hearing these peoples thoughts? But that theory got pushed away faster than I thought it up because soon enough I was floating and flying around the room and changing my eye color. The rest of that day I was pummeled with a new gift in exchange for the old one. And as soon as the figured out how to get me out of the air my papa had rushed me home to my mom who was just as puzzled as he was at my changing of gifts. After a couple of days of this and going to a gifts specialist they found out something that no one had expected. Especially me. I could change my gift to whatever I pleased as much as I pleased but only could 'copy' (as the specialist had said) a gift if there was a person with that gift within a couple hundred feet of me. She had also said that it was rare to have this gift and that I was extremely lucky to have the gift I did because only one other person had ever claimed it. He had been an extremely powerful man in our world because of it. She had come to the conclusion that they should send me off the boarding school as soon as possible. When I had heard this I nearly jumped up out of my seat and hugged her because when someone left home for there school stay, that meant that they where ready to learn how to control and strengthen there abilities. Which was also the day you finally earned the title of "Gifted"