Genie-Us

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

I stared at the woman. Then I stared a bit more. After that I blinked at her in a consistent rhythm. Had I heard the woman right? Did she claim to be my mother?

She didn't say anything else to my gobsmacked self. What she did do was to stand in front of me expectantly. My heart had started pounding in a crescendo of anxiety. I had to set this woman right, but at the moment, I could only gibber.

"My mother died when I was born." I managed to point out the obvious.

"No, hon, I didn't. You lived here in the Realm until you were almost five. I had to hide you when too many questions were raised over why you were not the next She-Gen. The moment it became a riot was when I made the decision to send you away. I didn't want you in danger when you were so important." She explained an I went back to staring at her.

"That makes no sense." I took a step backwards.

"It makes a lot of sense, I promise you. Sending you back to your father meant stifling your memories of me. I couldn't have you spouting out things that would make no sense to the humans. The easiest way was to make you believe that I died."

"How convenient." I drawled as I crossed my arms.

Something in me wanted badly to trust in every word she said. Wouldn't any child who had lost a parent do the same thing? I would love to have known my mother, but she had died. She died. Which meant it couldn't be this woman.

"I have been away from you for too long and you have forgotten me." She sighed in the saddest way, and something inside of me twisted.

I decided to go along with her delusional ideas, and to see what became of them, "look, if you are my mother, you've got to do something to prove that fact. You can't just say that you're my mother and expect me to believe you."

She thought for a long moment before her face lit up and she clicked her fingers, "come with me."

She ushered me out of the room, and before I knew it, we were back in the empty throne room. It was kind of eerie walking through the huge space with nobody there. I would've liked a chance to look around, but she scurried on. She ushered me forward with a wave of her hand. We were back outside in the giant forest of columns soon enough with me frowning at her.

I had avoided looking at the woman known as the She-Gen directly. It was hard to miss her when she glided in front of me. She wore robes of pearly white that flowed over her form to her feet. The regal image she portrayed when I first met her disappeared in her child like delight of darting through the columns. Her vibrant red hair floated down her back in gossamer waves, and her smile beckoned me on.

I let her get ahead of me simply to watch her. Jene's words echoed in my head of how I would learn the truth of my life with the She-Gen. Did he mean that this woman was my mother? As much as I wanted to believe, a great deal of scepticism remained.

Why would I learn this now if it was actually my life? There was no logic. Now that I thought about it, she had tried to tell me back in her room. I had remained too stunned to absorb her words.

She had mentioned that she had to hide me. Something about me not being the She-Gen when everyone seemed to think I should be. Questions flew through my mind, but maybe she wouldn't answer me. As I twitched with indecision, but she once again waved me forward.

"Here it is, Isla!" her excitement bounded through her voice.

I approached her only to find that she stood in front of the same set of handprints that had fascinated me earlier. That gripping nostalgia cascaded over me in warm waves. I once again focused on those small handprints.