Chapter 1.8

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What happened last time?
"Hey Alex, what's wrong?" I ask him. I'm shocked at the next thing I hear. As Alex screams in my face. "THEY DIED CORL! THEY DIED FOR ME!"

Alex POV

I just at Braden the four words I had been hiding in my head. I always thought they died doing what they wanted, but I was wrong. They died for me. The other guys didn't know what I just went through. A terrible flashback and an unforgettable vision had just happened in my mind. It was so real and so heart breaking I could barely speak as Denis asked me what happened.

My voice cracked and my body shook as I replied, "I-I saw h-her. I s-s-saw them." My voice was now clogged up by the tears and sniffles I had in my throat. The others looked at me as though I was speaking gibberish. I close my eyes and try to reimagine the image in head. I hear a distant voice talking to the others saying something about training and concentration, but right now all I can think of now is them.

I feel someone in my brain. Wait. No more than one. It feels like my brain is asleep but also with a tingly sensation. Someone is talking to me but the voice of my mother overlaps them and causes me to only think of her and my father. I'm now in a small black box. My mother dying in front of me all over again. I try to stop the tears but they just keep coming and coming.

I turn away and am in a white box. This time I see my father dying but in slow motion. Every detail displayed and ready for analysis. I run away from all of it. All the pain. All the hurt. All the despair. I can't handle it. I need to see them again. I need to go some where to see them. Maybe with the powers...

No. What am I thinking. I have school and other things to worry about. I can't deal with all of this right now. I just need to stop.

I'm back in the real world. Everyone looks at me with sadness. "Alex... I'm sorry that happened..." Sketch says. "Me too." Corl says still a little bit teary. Denis comes over and hugs me. Sub nods and hold my hand. Nothing they can do can make me feel better. "I need to go to them." I say to the old man. He just shakes his head. "Grief is a hard thing Alex especially for you, but we all go through it and it's best to leave things in the past." He says.

"You can't do that! I want to see them!" I yell at him beginning to stand up only to be pushed down again. "No, we must get on with training. Alex I know this is hard for you but right now we need to focus. For your powers may be the only ones left." He says and turns towards Sketch. "Let's start with the history of it, shall we?" He asks.

Sorry this one is short but I had to write something! I'll write longer next time! Bye!

- E

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