Chapter 44: Interview

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I wake up to the noise blaring, and a splitting headache. I groan as I roll over and turn off my I-pod . I open my eyes and look to the foot of the bed and find as I know they would be there, Sierra and Silica. Both of them look hurt, and I feel a pang of guilt but I push it to the side as I climb out of bed.

"Fang." They say together, and I give them a glare, automatically feeling bad for doing so.

I stumble out of the room and downstairs, to the kitchen. I fix me a glass of water and get the headache medicine from the cabinet, on the way out to the backyard. For awhile no one joins me, but after a time Damian comes out to sits beside me.

"It was unfair the way you treated them last night." He comments.

"You think I don't know that, they of anyone should have had my back, but no there they go-"

"You would have them not tell you what they really think?" He asks shutting me up. "I don't know you that well, but I know that what I saw last night was not you, what is going on?"

"You don't understand Earth's media, they're twisted and don't care about people, they only care about ratings. Using the media is the wrong choice, they have no intention of letting the truth be known." I say bitterly.

"How are they going to cut anything out on a live broadcast?" Damian asks and I look at him in shock.

"That takes time, and preparation." I say quickly.

"This has been looming for awhile now, the preparations were made a long time ago."

"What am I supposed to tell them? I don't even know that much about what has happened, much yet what is to come, I'm not trying to argue, but you have to understand, no one is going to listen to a teenager that obviously has no idea what he's talking about."

"Is that's what's bothering you, that you will make a fool of yourself?"

"Why are you trying to make me angry? I know how things work here, nothing will change, I am a kid and they will not listen to a word I have to say. It doesn't help that you're going to be there and you look just like me, just more elfish."

"It does freak me out that no one else seems to notice." Damian says looking lost.

"You see it too?" I ask quickly.

"I've asked your friends, and they all say we look nothing alike, but you are like my less handsome twin, that was born fifteen millennia after me."

"Fifteen millennia are you kidding me?"

"It's actually much longer, but that's not the point. We have to get ready, you slept most of the morning away, they will be here within the hour. Before you do anything else, I expect you to apologize." He says leaving me by the pool.

I cast out with my thoughts and nudge them. They feel it and start to come outside. I sit there by the pool until they sit down on either side of me.

"Fang we're sorry, we just wanted-" They start.

"Shut it, you don't need to apologize, I was acting stupid, and you called me on my crap. I apologize for how I treated you last night, that wasn't right of me, it wasn't fair to you." I say not looking at them, but wrapping them in my mind. We sit like this for several minutes, and they place a kiss on either cheek.

"Come on grumpy, I made you breakfast." Silica says pulling on my arm as she gets up.

"After this, you and I are going to spend awhile practicing with telekinesis." I say getting up.

"I was hoping for something else." She pouts, and pours her ideas in my head.

"My poor body can't take all this abuse, it needs to rest." I say smirking.

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