Jen was a plain girl. But she had a sweetness about her. A gentle smile that could convey more love than some could in a lifetime. She had an innocent, childlike soul, that touched the people around her like sun through stormy clouds.
Her gentle ability to share her thoughts and feelings through body language alone served her well. Jen did not speak. She had not spoken in so many years. She wondered if she even remembered how. But she didn't mind. Speech only ever brought guile and manipulation.
Jen stood in her bathroom contemplating her reflection. Pretty soft brown curls fell over admittedly plump shoulders. Deep green eyes stared back at her as she smiled a sad sort of smile.
Sighing she picked up a brush and pulled her hair into a high ponytail. Picking up her purse she stepped into simple sandals and walked out the door.
Glancing around the hospital waiting room, Jen couldn't help but notice something off. Because of her quiet nature, she blended with the back ground easily. And as a result she could read peoples faces without much trouble. But the staff here...their faces were wooden. She was on alert immediately. Looking for any signs that could tell her what was going on.
Her name was called and she rose to follow the nurse.
Being a hunters kid had its perks. Though it made for some scary dreams, she never felt safer than with her father and older brother.
But they were gone. She pushed that thought back down, as she stripped and climbed into a hospital gown. She hated remembering them. The way they died...she was 13, barely started hunting with them. She hadn't spoken a word since. And now, it was more just who she was. 17 years of not speaking can do that to a person.
She didn't recall anything about blank faces in her dad's journal. It didn't fit any creature she knew of. Maybe she was just hyper sensitive. She was about to have her appendix out. It was causing some bother and the doctor said she might as well get rid of it.
A nurse comes in, places her IV and walks out. Not a single word. How curious. Jen tries to focus on that thought, but the meds in the IV already started to pull her under.