Race Against Time

Possibilities

It had been a week since the incident that made a little girl motherless. It had been a week since my last vision. It had, however, only been about a minute since the office called for me over the intercom. I had a couple days of detention after the incident, but I didn't bother going. No one said anything about it though because they thought I was still in shock over what I saw.

In a way, I was. I can't get the picture of the woman's limp face and the little girls screams out of my head. Students looked at me strangely as I got out of my seat and walked to the office. I couldn't bring myself to care though. I had been dubbed as the weird girl after the vision I had in class. No one wanted to talk to me anymore, and to be honest, I didn't want them to.

I gave the woman at the reception desk a small, forced smile as she led me into the principal's office. It looked the same as it always had-a large desk in the middle of the room, a bookshelf in the corner, a picture of the principal and his family on his desk-but there was one thing different. More like someone.

A man with dark green eyes and deep brown hair sat opposite of the principal. He wore a suit and had his hair gelled into a style that concluded he was at a business meeting. He looked to be about thirty.

"Ah, Ms. Smith." The principal began, crossing his arms in his seat. "Please sit down."

I did as he asked and sat in the chair beside the mystery man. "Why am I here?" I asked, getting straight to the point. I sent curious glances at the man beside me.

The principal sighed deeply, probably at my rude tone. He sent the man an apologetic smile. "Brandy, this is Carl Hayes. He is the head of an elite university. He has come here today to ask you a few questions about joining."

I rose an eyebrow at the man-Carl-and tilted my head, scrutinizing him.

"I'll leave you to it then." The principal announced as he left the room.

"I know what you can do." Carl said immediately after the door shut.

I put my poker face on, but I was internally freaking out. "What are you talking about?" I asked him innocently.

"I know you have visions." His eyes narrowed, as if he were gauging my reaction.

"I don't know what you're talking about." My voice was flat. I kept my face neutral.

"There are others like you." He continued as if I hadn't spoken at all. "They have what we call pouvoirs. It's French for powers. None of them have visions, but they have certain abilities that humans do not. We teach them how to control them, enhance them."

"You're kidding right?" I asked. As much as I wanted to seem uninterested, my face gave away my curiosity. There was no doubt I had visions and for some messed up reason they came true.

"I am not kidding. So far, we've found four of you. Five, including yourself. We have a dorm for all of you. We provide free schooling, housing, and pretty much everything else you'll need. The only thing we ask of you is that we can conduct tests on you, to try to see if there is any way that you got your powers."

"So basically you want to do experiments on me." I stated.

He didn't even bother to deny it. "They aren't necessarily experiments, just quick tests to see how you react to certain things."

"And I'll be able to make them stop? The visions?" I asked.

"Possibly, yes." He answered.

I was quiet for a moment. "What about my parents?" I asked.

"They will think you got accepted into a University for the brightest kids in the country."

"What if I say no?" I asked.

"Then your visions will continuously get more frequent and gruesome. In a few years time, you'll either kill yourself or go completely insane."

I gulped. The calm manner he used as he spoke about what might happen put me on edge. "When will I be leaving?" I asked.

"Now."

"Where will we be going?"

"A remote part of Washington."

I stayed silent for a few more moments. I mulled over everything Carl has told me. Could there really be others out there like me? Is there really a way to make the visions stop?

I looked back up into the green eyes of the man beside me. "I'll do it."

Sorry for the short chapter guys, but I didn't think y'all would want to suffer through the details of her Brandy leaving for Washington. So what do you think of the story so far? Do you think Brandy should trust Carl?

Feel free to leave suggestions and constructive critisism in the comments. Until next time :)