It was in an instant, so fast that I didn't know what was happening until it was too late. My entire world fell apart in only a few seconds; and it was my fault.
Nothing mattered anymore, my happiness was gone and I couldn't think of a single reaso...
"So, before you tell me this important thing that I must know, I have a question. Why does everyone call me 'the reckless child'?" I asked.
"That's the important thing I needed to tell you." He said. "Your race, there was this legend, well, it was true, but everyone thought it was a legend until it actually happened."
"What was it?" I urged. He sighed for the hundredth time.
"I was about to tell you, but you interrupted." He answered, jokingly glaring.
"Sorry...." He smiled and continued.
"There was this prophet, he saw things from the future, as most prophets do. One night, he dreamt about a child, a child that would grow to have immense power, more than 10 times the amount of other Sarian. He saw that this child would be born in 100 years, and another child would be born after the first one had died and it would have the same amount of power and so forth and so forth. That child is you." I frowned, not truly understanding.
"But, I don't have immense power." I stated, he shook his head.
"But you do. You know how your skin catches on fire? Well, at least it's able to catch on fire. Well, that's not normal, not even for Sarians. You have lots of power, and that scared people, it still does. They fear that you'll destroy them, that you will use your power against them or any other person. It terrifies them."
"I wouldn't do that. I'm not like that." I told him. He smiled.
"I know, but they don't. They've never talked with you, never tried to befriend you, never even thought that you could possibly be a nice person. They just assume that you'll be mean because you have a power that no one else has." I stared at him, processing the fact that no one likes me.
"Did I have friends?" I asked after a minute or two of silence.
"What?" The Doctor asked.
"When I was little, when I was still living on the sun planet thing, did I have friends. Or at least a friend? Did anyone ever attempt to get to know me? Did anyone ever love me? Was I happy?" He looked confused, but still answered.
"No. . . Everyone sort of avoided you, stared at you, or acted like you never existed. But you were still happy. You never got upset about it, just played with your mum or by yourself."
"How old was I when they sent me to earth?"
"5." He answered, I smiled, remembering when I was 5 on earth.
"Last thing, just curiosity." I replied, remembering another question. "Why do I catch on fire randomly?"
"Your power becomes more powerful when you turn 22. It was too powerful for your body to handle so it just did what it was supposed to do. Whenever you were in trouble, adrenaline would overpower you and your power would just happen without you meaning for it to do anything. It's no problem, you just didn't know how to control it. Now that I know what's going on, I can help you." I smiled and he smiled back.
"Thanks." I said.
"You are most welcome, Astrid grove."
We walked back into the library and I laid on a pile of pillows and blankets that were in a corner. The Doctor flopped on a couch beside the pile of fluff and stared at me.
"What?" I asked, smiling at him. He shook his head.
"Nothing." He replied. I looked up and stared at the ceiling, examining the stars that were projected up there. I closed my eyes and heard the Doctor's voice.
"Goodnight, Tridster."
"Don't call me that." I grumbled before falling asleep.
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I awoke with a start and sat up quickly, my heart racing. I frowned as I realized what had woken me from my slumber. I looked down to identify where the burning feeling was coming from. All I saw was my necklace, which was glowing in the center. I moved it and looked at my chest. There, underneath it, was a red sun-shaped burn. After a few minutes it didn't hurt anymore and the necklace was back to normal temperature, but I took it off anyway as a precautionary measure. I laid the necklace on the ground beside the pile of blankets that I had been sleeping on and rubbed the spot where it had burned me. How did it do that? Why did it do that? Will it do it again? I asked myself, thinking of more questions, wanting answers but not knowing how to get them.
I picked the necklace back up and stared at the middle of it, examining the gold and orange swirls. I frowned, thinking I heard a voice. 'Ready.' it kept saying. I wasn't sure if it was coming from my necklace, but it sounded like it. "Ready." I repeated, not knowing why I did so. Just as I said the word, it started glowing again, but didn't burn me this time. I stared into the center, feeling mesmerized while staring at it.
It ended as quickly as it started and I felt light headed, but stayed conscious. Probably cause I was still processing what had happened and what all I had learned in those thirty seconds. Like the great feeling of knowing where I was from, who my family was, and being sent to earth. But what stuck out most was remembering the loneliness I felt when I was little. The Doctor had said that I was never sad, but that was cause he never asked, cause I hid it and pretended I was happy.
I put my necklace back on and went back to sleep, knowing I would have to tell the Doctor about what had happened in the morning.
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