Chapter 10

- She did what ?! - I could hear Sam's voice through the door of my bedroom, I turn my head to insistently contemplate the twins' bunk. To say that it is messy is a gross understatement, it is chaos.

I get up with a tired sigh.

<<Get down>>

They both look at me, surprised.

- What's up, Ay? - They say in unison, Alesha gives me a smile that reminds me of the cat from Wonderland. I still have nightmares about him. - Oh, I know!

- What do you know? - Diana exclaims with her eyes fixed on a gossip magazine.

- Let's play blind man's buff, - Diana gets up, excited, and runs to find a garment to serve as a bandage. - If you can say who is who, we will do what you want.

<< Do you promise? >>

A chill runs down my spine as they nod together, Diana walks over and I let her cover my eyes.

- You see it? - I keep immobile, I don't know what happens. - No, you don't see a damn thing.

Diana lets out an ill-concealed laugh and takes my hand so that I pay attention to her words full of joy from her.

- You have to turn around twice for each player. -She lets go of my hand.

<< Counting me? >>

- Yes! - they exclaim at the same time.

I start to spin around, I think I'm going to get dizzy, but it's not like that. I am simply disoriented. I hear footsteps racing around me. They are changing places so that I lose the game.

<< Ready? >>

- Come get us! - They said, again, together.

I am grateful that my ear is exalted at the slightest noise. I run after one of them, her aura is soft, almost like those cotton clouds that I liked to see in the hands of other children when I was little.

I reach one, we fall to the ground. Luckily, her body has been my mattress and the damage to her back will keep her from escaping. I grab her from where I can and I focus.

<<Diana>>

I notice how she tenses under me, someone abruptly snatches the blindfold from my eyes, Alesha's gaze is clearly angry. Diana is still under me, surprised.

- You cheated! - She declares while kicking the wooden floor.

-He hasn't...- Her sister says softly, Alesha approaches and gets on the same level as her sister, they both have the same question in mind, they turn to pinpoint precision and shout:

- How did you know ?!

<< Diana has a softer aura, >> They both look at each other with a frown, they open their mouths about to say something, but I stop them by letting my voice reverberate inside her little hollow heads. << Alesha, yours is more ... >> I try to find the words to say it, so that she doesn't get angry. I focus on it from another point.

<< To put it in some way, Diana's aura is like that of a bunny, yours, Alesha, is more that of a tigress ... >> With rage. << Although others do not notice it, you are very different. >>

I feel her gazes fixed on me, it's the first time I've seen them serious. I shrug and start to pick up the part of their room that's still a complete mess.

They sit on my bed, quiet.

I've been here for two weeks and they haven't shut their mouths for five minutes. I shrug. Somehow, I think this place is doing something to me. Before, I didn't stop to think about people, not even my mother or father. Maybe it's because we are the same in some way, but I don't think that's all.

Something inside of me is changing not so slowly, I am smiling, little, but often. The other day I laughed for the first time and shed a tear when I heard the tragic story of the twins.

On a dark, confident night I woke up to her screams between nightmares. I found them in the same bed, sobbing. I woke them up and tried to calm them down, but there seemed to be no end to their pain. That made me think that perhaps my story was not the worst of all.

It was the first time I heard from them, our greatest enemy and with the potential to be the number one cause of death among students and alumni of the school. Never mentioned or thought about, it is said that doing so can invoke or attract them to our current position. It would be very dangerous for someone to do it carelessly.

"Their story began in their childhood stage, they lived a human life with their mother, until their powers began to reveal themselves. Being a third generation, his father, a second generation, thought that by sleeping with a human, his children were not going to wake their powers up.

He couldn't be more wrong.

His mother fell into the hands of madness. Day and night, she locked them in the house, she reminded them that they weren't human in a thousand different ways. They did not understand what was happening until his father paid a visit again when he did not hear from his ex-wife, he was tremendously surprised to see his two daughters tied in the basement, like hungry dogs, bruised and dressed in dirty rags of their own blood.

He was sensible enough to sound the alarm, the Academy ended the fleeting life of her mother and sheltered them within its walls."

Nothing and no one could hurt them anymore, except their nightmares.

A slam of the door makes me exalted, I look at the place of Alesha and Diana, clean and tidy. Sighing, I turn around to face Sam's furious gaze.

- Why did you run away from the Director ?! - I shrug.

<< It was survival instinct. >>

- Seriously?! -I agree, I don't care enough, after that event I had not seen her again. That had soothed my discomfort like an antibiotic shot at a drug addict. Everything she wanted to say to me, she told Luis or Gabriel, and they told me. Easy and simple

I see how she directs her hand to her forehead, moving it gently from left to right, from right to left.

<< What does that mean? >>

- Frustration and fatigue. - I agree, every day they teach me more gestures and movements that people use to express themselves. Despite the fact that when I try to imitate them they laugh at me, they say I look like an iceberg carved by a very bad sculptor. - Why are they so quiet?

She has one hand on her waist, her legs slightly open and I follow her finger to the very rarely quiet twins. I shrug, I don't know either.