The S.T.F. Files, Book 1: S.T.F.

In The Past

Riza's POV 

"I-I-I killed two people!! I killed my own kind!!!!" 

"Riza, they're not your kind, you're your own kind. You only did what was needed to protect yourself. If you didn't kill them, they'd have killed you." 

"But I became overwhelmed! I didn't mean to hurt Aly! I couldn't control myself" 

"Aly's fine. You did everything that we wanted you to do" 

"You, you, YOU SOUND LIKE THAT MAN!!!" I threw a pillow at Alagretto, before cuddling in a ball in a corner. I hadn't brought it up, but I was taken into custody at a lab, since my step father had gotten scared about me, when I lit the shed on fire, trying to work on my softball skills. Needless to say...don't ask how it happened, but after about two weeks, of me, screaming, kicking, pouting, and trying to act normal, after placing the seal on during that time, my mother finally got me out. 

Wait, that's three people I killed. Three. 

Plus that man who had the telepathy problems. Four. 

I now knew why I saw blood. Because I killed. 

But that man, that I said Alagretto sounded like, he ran all the tests. HE watched me intensely. HE never let me out of his sight. HE locked me in a cage. HE left me in a room, where he watched how I reacted to the things in there through a glass window. HE was going to kill me. I didn't even know his name. But I don't even think he felt bad, after finding me. He probably just wanted my powers. 

"Riza. You never did anything wrong. You did what was right. It's fine." 

"It's not!! It just-" I stopped, Alagretto had came over, and kissed me. I fell into his arms, as I let my tears fall freely. 

He stroked the back of my head, looking me in the eyes, as he embraced me further, as I whimpered, "I'm sorry, its just eating me alive. I don't like the feeling." 

"We're all here for you, don't worry. You have all of us. Aly, Moron, Raapist, Shwiney, my sister, and me. It's good that you feel bad, that means that you're not a senseless killer who's overwhelmed. You know what you're doing. There's no use regretting it. It's over, done, and you just have to move on" 

"O-o-okay" 

"Come on, we wouldn't have you as leader now if you weren't any good. You're probably starved. Why don't you get something to eat?" 

"I don't know if I could eat." 

"Well, then at least wash the blood from your forehead, and get a bandage on that cut. Pull yourself together, before I make Aly make you." 

"Okay" I wipe my tears, and some of the partially dried up blood from my face, "I'll be brave. BUT if anyone asks, this conversation-" 

"Never took place. I got it." 

I walk out into the sunlight to greet the others.