Sanctuary

Kiera placed a hand on the boy's head. Letting out another sigh she slowly reaches out with her mind. Slowly she pried into his defenses, which was easy because he was unconscious.

There, Kiera was met with a flurry of images pouring into her. Flashes of Kaiden when he developed his powers, an older male assessing his powers, him being held in a cell with other kids likes him, him crying out in pain, him escaping from the facility, his face along with others, figures in white poking and prodding at his body.

Kiera let's go of, crawling away with her head in her hands.

"Hey!" Amara rushes to her sister's side.

"You okay?"

The young girl folded into herself; knees against her chest, her handles cradling her head as she tried to calm herself.

"It, it's too much."

Amara grasped into her younger sister, who started convulsing in her arms.

"I got you, she soothes, "I got you."

As her body shook uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.

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