Through the Fire and the Flames (The Ember Chronicles Book 1)

Chapter 38- Isis

Isis’s pov.

It appears as if there is some one of great power who is playing with the replay button of my life.

Do you have any idea how many times I have passed out from pain?

I wake up and open my eyes to make a shocking discovery. I can see ten times better than I could before. I run to the mirror placed in the corner of the room and make yet another discovery. My pupils lined with black and my normally green irises have been replaced by a purple gray gradient thingy.

Suddenly, I start getting dizzy. I fall onto the bed and hold my head in my hands, an ache spreading behind my eyes. Is this what an aneurism feels like?

Scenes start to flash before my eyes. Alex walking into the room and asking me how I survived. Noah taking is to the mountains to fly. Rain lying, unmoving on the rocky ground.

Finally, the images stop and I am left on the bed, struggling to catch my breath. What was that? 

Just then, Alex walks into the room and sits on the bed. Just like my vision.

"Hey Lisanna. I just want to know, not to be blunt or anything, but how are you alive?" 

Just like my vision.

I take a deep breath. I guess it's time to tell him.

"Well, when I was little, I discovered I had the power to make a copy of myself. I guess it wasn't my power, though. Anyway, I discovered the power and I wanted to tell you about it. So, I woke up early that last morning and made a copy of myself and sent it to wake you up while I hid in my room. I had planned this whole thing out, but then mom told us we were leaving and I didn't want her to know. After that, there wasn't any time to switch back since you didn't let me out of your sight. When you came back exhausted and close to tears, I was scared to go with you guys, so I made a copy of myself every time you were going. One day, you didn't come back at all. I was scared and hungry and do I set out to look for you. Finally, after about a week of living off crackers, I gave up. I survived only because of the homeless people who took me in as one of their own. One day, years later, I was walking down the street and a guy was wearing a Mirror Image tee-shirt. He and this other girl were talking about Alex shredding his guitar. I remember how you always wanted to be in a band and how you loved playing guitars. I went to the library and looked up 'Alex Mirror Image' and sure enough, it was you. I know I hadn't seen you in years, but I could just tell it was you. I really wanted to see you, but I knew I could never meet you. You were a rock star and I was just a homeless nobody. I couldn't afford to go to your concerts. So I did the next best thing and practically stalked you online. I followed all your social network accounts and I even wrote a biography of your childhood and wrote some stuff so personal that only someone who was in your family would know. But you probably never read it. One day, I was getting ready to go to the library when I was stopped by a dude in a black suit. He said he knew you and that he would take me to you. I followed him without a question. I mean, here this guy comes, saying he could reunite me with my brother. I was young and stupid. He brought me to this alley and put one of those wet clothes over my face and next thing you know, I'm a test subject for the government. They gave me my own shack and thirty dollars a week to live on and supplied me with food, but I had to go in for tests five times a week and I have an ankle bracelet that tracks me everywhere I..... Wait a second. They track me. What if they're tracking me right now! Omg. I am so sorry. I'm so stupid I have to get out of here. If I do it might lead them off....." I ramble on and on while Alex stares at my anklet, lost in thought. 

"Ut Maior" he says, cutting me off. 

Suddenly, the anklet gets bigger and falls to the floor.

I stare at it in shock.

"Well obviously it wasn't meant to stand much." Alex chuckles.

"Thanks. But they still know where I am."

"Levitate." Says Alex.

"Peregrinari" the anklet floats out the house and my eyes follow it through the window until it turns a corner, floating out of sight.

"What did you...?"

"I sent it on a journey. It'll keep moving until I tell it to stop."

"Wow your good."

"Why thank you." He smiles.

"What happened to you after thy day? Why didn't you come home?"

He is just about to tell me when Noah's voice booms through the halls.

"To the car humans!" He yells, poking his head through the door. He and Alex had come to an agreement that neither of them would call me their little sister until the matter was solved and both had remained friendly towards each other. 

Alex smiles.

"I'll tell you later. Nice eyes by the way."

And with that, we head of to Noah's car.