Hybrid Factors (A Team Crafted FF)

Chapter 12 (Mitch)

I heard the little girl's story and covered my mouth with my hand as a tear slipped down my cheek. Jerome notice I had started to silently cry. He wrapped his arms around me and I began to cry silently into his chest.

"She's just like you." I heard him whisper to no one in particular.

He was right.
I had never known my mother and my father died while I was still a kid.
She was just like me.

"What's your name?" Jason asked her.
"Ema Valedia Suki Eliza."
"Ema, can you show my friend your hands?" He gestured to Seto.
She looked like she was concentrating then her arms lifted and her hands turned so her palms faced up.
"I thought you said your arms don't work?"

"They don't," Ema said, breaking concentration and arms falling from the air. "I move them with my mind."

"Telegenic." I say softly, stumbling out of Jerome's embrace as I wiped away tears and kneeling by her bedside. "How long have you known?"

"Almost nine years."
"And how old are you?"
"Nine."

People don't usually find out so soon. I takes years to find out! I run my fingers through my hair. How is she so much like me? I'm so confused. Why is this happening.

"You look like mommy." Ema said to me.
". . . What?" I mumbled.
"You have the same hair, same eyes, she even had tags like you, but they were a shiny gray."

I stayed silent as Ema asked her next question,

"Is your name Mitchell, mister?"
"Y-Yeah. My name is M-Mitchell." I stuttered.

"Mommy was looking for you," everyone was silent. "She asked people on the streets; "do you know my friend Mitchell? He looks like me and I really need him." She told me I would be safe from the bad people who want to take me when she found you. They found us either way, when I was six. The bad people poked her a lot with sharp things, liiiiike," she looked around the room until her eyes landed on the sword strapped to Jason's hip. She made her hand lift up and point at it, "that thing, until she stopped moving and took me."

Everything was silent. I had covered my mouth with a hands in an attempt to silence the sobs I held back. A few stray tears escaped and rolled down my cheeks. A coldness wrapped around me. Ema leaned over and wrapped her arms around me. They were freezing cold. They were dead, that's why they didn't work.

"Don't cry over something you couldn't prevent if you had been there anyways. It's not your fault."

I knew everything. I knew who her mother was, I knew who took her, I knew the doctors couldn't help her.

She moved back and a doctor asked Seto if he could help heal her. He took her hands and chanted a healing spell. It didn't work. He tried a few different spells, nothing. "Use a resurrection spell." I said. He tried it and her hand twitched before going back to nothing. "Too long ago," He sighed. "I can't do anything to help, I'm sorry." Ema smiled sincerely at him to say it's okay.

It's not okay. I could have prevented my friend's death, I could have stopped them from taking her, if I had been there Ema would still have her arms and both eyes.

Her mother had been one of my best friends. I knew that she would have a baby from the very start and I was so happy for her. She was like family. Then I moved out of the city and now eleven years later I find out she died six years ago from her own daughter.

"I'm going for a walk. I need time. . . To take it all in." I half lied as I stood and walked out the door. "I'm gonna make sure he isn't stupid!" Jerome joked as he quickly followed me, but I knew it was because he knew what was going on. I went back to the house and retreated with Jerome to my room.

I cried and mourned for my best friend's death and blamed myself while Jerome stayed by my side to comfort me.

I hadn't cried this much since dad.

Sad chappie, I know. I'm sorry! Have a good rest of your day and weekend, peace!
~Nature ♡