Arogen

Chapter III

I stared at her in shock, unable to respond. I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, my mind spinning trying to grasp what I just heard. It wasn't possible. I was not one supernatural creature but four. All my life, I had been helpless, relying on others when I had all this power in me. I, the only one left of my kind was drugged up in bed, never had a friend, never stood up for myself. The entire time, I had more power than anyone could imagine. It was exhilarating to think of but there was also a part of me that was terrified. What was I capable of? I had never experienced my own power outside of the incident when I was a child. How was I to control powers from four supernatural creatures?

"Saron, are you okay?" Sengal stepped forward with a concerned gaze.

"Yes," I replied, nodding my head violently, trying to refocus from my internal meltdown.

"If I may ask, how is it possible that your powers have not surfaced in all this time," spoke up Alan.

I frowned, realizing that what I feared was probably right. That is why I was drugged all these years. I was a monster. Only a monster would possess as much power as I did. What if I lost control? How much damage was I capable of? I shuddered at the thought. I shook my head dispelling the thought of me losing control.

"Maybe we should hold off on the questions and give her time to process. This is a lot to take in," offered the Headmaster, smiling at me.

"It's okay. I can tell you. Mrs. Gerbin gave me pills. She told me I was sick but now I know that I wasn't. The pills made me weak and kept me in bed. She was scared after what happened," I replied.

"After what happened?" Alan questioned me, narrowing his eyes.

"Where will I be assigned?" I avoided his question, not willing to get into my past.

I saw Alan open his mouth in the corner of my eye, quickly shushed to silence by the Headmaster before she redirected her attention towards me.

"Since there is no wing for Arogen, I will leave it up to you to choose between the four wings of the four powers you possess. The Red wing houses witches. The Blue wing houses werewolves. The White wing houses angels. And the purple wing houses vampires."

I silently weighed out my options. I shivered, remembering the hungry gazes of the vampires I saw when I entered the academy. I definitely wouldn't fit in Purple. I don't think I'd even be able to sleep at night with those red eyes in my peripheral. The Red Wing was where Amy and Bea were so that was out of the question. It was between White and Blue. I let my mind weigh both options, deciding between the two. I felt my gut pushing me to choose White.

"Your sisters are in the Red wing so maybe it would be easier for you to join them," offered John.

"I choose the White wing." I said, ignoring John's suggestion. There was no way I was going to be anywhere near Amy or Bea. If I was lucky, I'd never see them again.

"Very well," said the Headmaster, with an understanding smile.

I turned around, eager to leave but was quickly halted by the Headmaster's voice.

"Saron, wait. I have something for you."

I looked back at the headmaster. I watched her pull a stunning necklace out of her pocket. It was a thin, silver necklace of a stone with an angel carved into it.

I stared at her in shock. How did she know I'd choose an angel?

She gave me a knowing smile before taking a pocket knife out of her pocket and carefully poking her finger until a drop of blood emerged from the wound. She squeezed her finger onto the necklace letting the blood splash onto it.