Sisters
"Where am I? And who are you?"
"…."
"Well are you just going to set there all day or tell me where the hell-"
"Eleanor Lamb…"
"What? How do you know my name?"
"You and me are a lot alike.
"What do you mean?"
Memories. Memories that were not my own flashed before my eyes. A girl with short black hair was being teased by a bunch of kids in a class room. They threw things at her and called her horrible names like 'witch' and 'thief'. They told her to do horrible things like ' drop dead' or 'go jump off a building and die.' The reason? Because of the psychic powers she was born with, something she had no control over. The anger and hatred she felt was immense. It was literally radiating off of her, but not even her hatred could compete with the sadness she felt as her mother used her as a means to an end. Her mother sacrificed her only daughter for her own beliefs, believing that her psychic powers would ensure the arrival of her cult's 'God'.
She was just like me.
My mother used my 'condition' in order to splice me into what she called 'The Daughter Of The People.' A sort of Messiah that would never think of herself and dedicate herself to the greater good. I was not born with the powers bestown upon me…but I was used because of them.
"You see Eleanor, its because of the greed of the world that we were made to suffer." The girl standing across from was about me age, we looked a lot alike, and though she was older I knew who she was. She was the girl from the memory. She was Alessa Gillespie.
"…."
"Come on Eleanor you can't deny it. You want to make them all suffer don't you? You want to make them burn for the suffering you were made to endure. You and your father both."
My father…my daddy. He was the only good thing that I ever had in my entire life. He was my super hero, my knight in shining armor, the only one that ever loved me…
"I can bring him back."
My eyes widened and I looked to her, a look of rage transforming my face. How dare she try to trick me! I will not allow my father's memory to be used against me.
"I'm not lying sister. You've seen it all, you know what I am capable of. I can bring him back, but you must help me. The world will pay for what they have done to us but it will take time for our influence to spread."
"As long as you give me back my father…" I looked her straight in the eye and smiled.
"I'll do whatever it is you want me to do."