"Okay Mrs.Everlise, we have a special surprise for you today!" Niall looks at me with a twinkle in his eyes, and a smile plastered across his face. I realize how beautiful his eyes are, and my stomach does a small flip, though I don't know why.
His unusual attitude stirs curiosity inside of me. "What is it?" For the first time in a long time, I'm so excited, I start bouncing on my feet. I watch him slowly creep over to me, as he whispers,
"Close your eyes and just listen." I gave him a warning glance before I carefully closed my eyes. Half way eager, and half nervous, I await what my 'surprise'' might be. At first I didn't hear anything, and I was about to speak up when I heard two voices.
"Everlise?"
"Is that you?"
My bones turn ice cold, and I can't move. It can't be them! Its impossible.
"Everlise, open your eyes."
"Its us, we are here."
~~~Flashback~~~
"Mom! Why cant I just go outside? Everyone else gets to go!" I kick the side of the countertop, injuring my foot, but trying to play it off. My mom bends down to me and moves a piece of my hair out of my face.
"Darling, you're not like the other kids. You are much better." She gives me a smile, but even at my young age I can see the sadness lurking underneath.
"You always say that!" I cross my arms across my chest and begin to pout.
"Well then, you should be used to that response by now." My dad chimes in. He tries to pick me up, but I lean away from him.
"Well how am I different then? I don't look different!" I see the same sad smile appear across my fathers face.
"You just are, and one day, you will know."
I stalk off to my room and look at the pointless toys scattered across the floor. I had never been one for dolls and toy trains. But I sat down next to a doll with black hair, and pick it up, taking my parents words into my mind, and trying to truly understand for the first time.
The next few days I had been thinking about it, and my parents began acting very weird. I heard them whispering things about "The Others". And then, on my eighth birthday, they told me.
They told me I had powers.
Abilities beyond a human's wildest imagination.
I was different. Always different. I would learn to control my abilities, and use them for good. But there were 2 rules I had to follow.
1.Never let anyone know about my powers.
2. Trust no one.
I had to retire to bed early that night, but I heard strange noises while I tried to sleep, with worry overcoming me, I went down stairs.
It was completely quiet.
"Mom, Dad? Are you there?" There was no answer. Panicked, I ran to my parents room, to see it completely empty. My heart began racing, and I ran from each room faster and faster. No one in the kitchen, no one in the bathrooms. By this point I was screaming, with tears rolling down my cheeks, as I ventured into the last room. The living room.
No one. I froze when something caught my eye.
Blood.
Slowly, then all at once, I started uncontrollably screaming and crying as I went into a stage of pure rage and sorrow.
Because of me, they were gone. Never to return. Gone. Lost. Vanished.
And that is when I first saw signs of my powers.
I felt a heat surge up out of me, only to be released into the form of fire all around me. Suddenly, the room caught flame. I saw everything around me burn, but I didn't care. I was being eaten by the sorrow inside of me. I felt the flames lick my cheeks, and I felt the heat suffocate me, when suddenly it all stopped. To be replaced by an icy cold. My sorrow was too great.
The only thing I'd ever had, only thing I've ever loved, was ripped away from me.
I held on to the hope that they were still alive, but after a while, I came to the realization that they had died. Never to return. I knew I would learn to hide my powers to prevent any further harm, since my powers are what got them taken away. I had always hoped I would find the people that killed them.
~~~Now~~~
As tears streamed down my cheeks once again, I forced myself to open my eyes. What I saw was unbelievable. It was them, really them. Just as I had remembered them. Never changed, not a single scratch. It was them.
My parents.
I couldn't get my mouth to form words. I couldn't get my stomach to stop fluttering. I couldn't get my head to stop spinning.
I was filled with happiness, for the first time in ten years.
"Everlise, come here." I saw the same love and compassion in their eyes, that I had grown so accustomed to. Slowly, I made my feet move, one in front of the other, until I reached them. I felt their arms around me, and I quickly embraced them, only to feel my arms catch nothing but air. I open my eyes in confusion, and see no one is there. I hear a sobbing behind me, and I quickly whip my head around.
"How did you-" I start.
"How could you do this to us?" Mom moans.
"What are you-"
"How could you leave us?" My Dad shouts.
"What are you- I never- what's going on?" I begin to become dizzy again, as confusion overcomes me. As I look at them, I start to notice them changing. Slowly light pink lines appear all over their bodies, as they slowly grow to a dark shade of red. Purple bruises begin to spread all over their bodies, and worst of all, their eyes turn pitch black. It was like looking two monsters.
"How could you let us die?" They say at the same time, in barely a whisper. Then, all of the sudden, they vanish. I force my legs to run to where they stood, and I collapse onto the floor in a gut-wrenching pain.
The only thing I've ever loved is gone again, never to return. Because they are dead. I've lost them.
They are gone. They are dead.
Because of me.
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Hey guys! SOOOOO SORRRY for the lack of updates! I will start writing a lot more (I know I always say that)! Anyways, I was checking the reads and DANG!! You guys are awesome! It seriously means so much to me. I have BIG (capitalized, italics and bold, wow) plans for this book. I have part two of this chapter tomorrow. If I joined it all in to one, I think it probably would have been to long! Anyways, thanks so much guys!
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DNA (Niall Horan fanfiction)
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