Chapter 1

Adelaide's POV

Most of my memories have fallen apart, and all I have left are pieces I can not fit together. People I can't name, places I know.. but don't? Most of what's inside my head, I don't believe is real. It's most likely fantasy, an illusion, my mind has made up in these dark times. Most of what makes me happy, is fake. However, those memories that I do have, that I am certain happened, I cary deeply in my heart, for no one to steal.

"Adelaide...close your eyes." I hear my fathers voice whisper. "Close them." We are playing a game, we used to play almost every time he returned from the army. I put my hands on my face, covering my eyes. "Good girl... take my hand." His hand closes around mine, and pulls me towards his surprise. My father always used to bring something home for me, whenever he was back I would get something. Not anything big, we didn't have money like that... but always something.. a surprise.
"Careful, I'm going to put your boots and jacket on now." his voice whispers, so that he doesn't wake up mom. He carefully put my feet in my boots and my jacket on my shoulders.

The cold hits my face as I hear him open the door. The wind grapes my hair, making it dance in my face as we make our way down the porch and onto the yard. The sweet sound of snow, moaning under my boots fills my ears as we make our way across the yard.

"Don't move." My father says, letting go of my hand. "I'll be back in a minute." and then I hear his footsteps disappear in the snow. I'm only wearing my PJ's and jacket, and as the wind hits my back, I shiver. It's in the middle of December, and the first snow has only just fallen. I've waited long for the white covers, wishing for a while Christmas. My father used to say, that this time of year was the best. I agreed. However, now I no longer have anything to compare.

"Adelaide, you can open your eyes." his voice whispers behind me. My hands fall from my face and light hits my face as I turn around. Behind me a huge snowman is holding a stick with a big lighting heart on it. He is wearing a hat and a scarf. As I make my way closer to the snowman my father comes out behind him, with a mug.

I don't remember what was in the mug... But I know, this really happened and that this little moment of joy in my head, isn't made up by my own petty for myself. Of course I have other memories as well.. most of them something I want to forget. I know this happened, because this was the night my father told me about soulfinders... good and bad. Most savants wait all of their lives for meeting their soulfinders. A soulmate that is supposed to bring nothing but happiness... to make you whole. However, when I discovered mine.. I felt nothing but pain, sadness and horror. I didn't want him to get involved with any of this...Protecting him became an obsession.

Mel's POV

Although we have all been safe, Lorcan, Alto and I for months now. The scared little girl never left my mind. The girl I knew Alto saw more than I did. Adelaide Waves. She was everywhere in Altos mind and everywhere in Elliot Noels evil plans to kill us. However with him gone, in the fire at NSBS, the questions were many. Where was Adelaide and how did she find us? it was questions like that and the unimaginable and inevitable pain she must have went through for all these years that hunted me every night.

"Miss Benedict. Please do not sleep doing my lessons." Mr. Chan yell only a few feet from my desk. I look up knowing I've been sleeping the entire thing.

"I'm sorry Sir." I whisper, trying to find the the right page. After returning to America, Lorcan moved in with Trace, Diamond the kids and Alto and I. We still live in Denver, close to my uncles and grandparents. after a few weeks at the regular hight School my father had noticed that Alto didn't really fit in. And we had moved to another. A savant academy from 10th class and through collage we would be able to go here. We obviously didn't only have regular classes anymore, fightning, learning about our gifts and the net was very much a big deal here. It was nice here, but also kinda boring.

I stumble out of class, trying not to fall asleep standing. I turn to fast and suddenly I hit what feels like a wall. I land on my butt dropping all my books and horrible lack of notes everywhere.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" A short girl with a mix of red and blonde hair asks me. Her big green eyes are filled with guilt.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry." I whisper trying to get my books.

"Let me help you." She gathers my books fast and helps me up. "I'm Morgan Harries by the way."

"Mel Benedict." I say. "Thank you."

"I have NET-history after lunch, how about you?" The little fairy asks me."

"Me too." She lead me through the hallways and we entered a class room with a tiny blonde teacher. This was my first history lesson at the savant academy of Denver. The tiny teacher smiled at us, and said: "Hello Melodia Benedict. Welcome to my class." Every bloody teacher knew our names, had Alto complained the first day. And it was true and it was just as horrible as anyone could imagine. Thankfully for Lorcan he was unknown and able to make friends the first day. I on the other hand was on day five and had only just talked to someone.

Alto's POV

I'd told everyone that I'd seen her once, which was a lie. I saw her all the time. I'd seen her for years. Only we didn't talk. The first time I saw her, was the day I started at NSBS, my old boarding school. She was sitting outside on a rock, a little too close to the lake. I'd been out trying to figure everything out, that's why I found myself wandering around campus. That was the day, that I learned about my second name. My Benedict name. Most of my life, I'd only known about the killerside of me. I thought that was all there was to me, a killer - and learning I could choose between good and evil had brought some thoughts up... a life maybe.

It was cold and she was only wearing a white long T-shirt which was both dirty and bloody. Her black hair covered her face, but I knew she was beautiful before she even turned around. Her pale skin made her look sick and her skinny and blue arms, automatically triggered anger in me. Who had hurt her?

"Hey, what are you doing out here? You going to be sick." I said, standing a few feet from her. She turned around with horror all over her face. A pretty round face with rose cheeks, a little nose and bushy brows and freckles dancing across her nose. She was so beautiful, with her big dark eyes widened with fear.

"I'm so sorry I scared you." I remember saying.

"You can see me?" she whispered and then I realized, she didn't have a shadow. Also, she was slightly see-through. I took a step back.. and she was gone.

That was the first time I saw Adelaide Waves, only at that time I thought it would be the last too. I was wrong.