RPOV

The sun was setting ,making the sky a deep red, but I couldn't have cared less. Emmanuel was missing. My Emmanuel. The two year old toddler that I cared after like my child. In this ruin city made partly of cardboard boxes, we cared for each other. And me with my depressed little sister and drunk father, with no mother, I became responsible quite young ,and my Emmanuelle was just what I wanted. What I needed. His parents, being poor, and working all the time, couldn't take of him. And I did it for them.

My phone rang, bringing me from my reverie. "Hello" Eleazor said .He was the father. "found him?" I asked hopefully. "No, but I can't reach Carmen. Do you mind looking close to the old factory were she was suppose to be looking? I'm a little worried you see." Though of course I could hear in his voice more then worry. It reflected my own voice I guess. "Sure" and I hung up.

I cursed silently to myself. This factory was known too be the home of the gang, who were themselves known for terrifying crimes ,such as rape and murder because it was 'fun'. I rounded the corner and froze. On the floor before me was Carmen, immobile and cold blood oozing from a wound over her heart ,and a little toddler I knew too well holding on her neck, sobbing. A movement caught my eye and adrenaline shot through me. I grabbed my Emmy in my arms and ran. In vain. I was trapped a few minutes later ,surrounded by men.

What happened next is a blur. They saying how' fun' it was to drive the town crazy by kidnapping Emmy .They took him from my arms and beat me to the ground. Then laid him beside me just in time for me to hear the shot.

I sat up straight in bed sobbing. Just a dream, I chanted again and again. But it wasn't. It had all happened. It didn't stop to surprise me how well I remembered.

When I realized I wouldn't fall asleep, I got out of my closet size room and tiptoed to Bella's room. They weren't really rooms, but four rooms in on big one. Actually, it was 'Angela, Alice, Bella and Rosalie's orphanage dorm'.

We had decided to separate half the room in four to have more privacy, but we soon realized it was useless. We could still hear each other cry, even with the doors close.

I knock timidly at the door, and opened it. Bella was the only one of us with a double, because she was the one we went to see for comfort. Like that we could sleep and cry in her arms at night.

She sat up in bed. I could clearly see the dark shadows under her eyes. We barely left her sleep in peace, and even though she said that she didn't mind(which was true), we all felt bad about it.

" A nightmare?" she asked. I didn't answer. I just walked over, cradled in her arms and cried

" He's gone… he's gone." I kept repeating. "I know" she answered every time. That was one thing I like about here. She didn't say "stop crying" or "it will be ok". She just let me cry. And I fell asleep in her arms.

ANPOV

I woke up at the sound of Rosalie crying. I stayed in bed, and listened until she fell asleep. Then I got out of my room. Alice had the same idea and together we entered Bella's room. She glanced at us and smiled. She is so strong! Wordlessly me an Alice sat next to her.

"Bella…I…I would like to be as numb as you are." Alice finally admitted. "No." Bella shook her head. "you don't want that. You can all get out of this nightmare. I know the pain is hard now, but once you'll have passed through, you'll be happy. Maybe I don't feel the pain now, but I can't feel the happiness, and probably never will. I want… no ,I need you guys pass through." We all glanced down at Rosalie.

Alice and Bella agreed that Alice had it the easier, because she still had her older sister, Rose, to stay with her. Alice had been kidnapped not long ago, which only made Rose more traumatized. During the four months of torture, she had been undernourished, which slowed her growing process, which finally stopped altogether. That is why she is so small.

We call her the pixie, and she doesn't because she knows its only a joke. But when a stranger says it, that pimps her up. Its an actually pretty funny sight.

They said that after Bella, I had lived the most difficult, then it was Rose, and finally pixie.

Bella had seen her complete family die before her eyes. She had been raped. She had been put in the protection of witnesses for the murder of her mother. Had been then adopted by the worst monsters the world ever carried. She had been burned, beaten, whipped and raped again. She could have lived without the whip though, but she had too much zest for their opinion. No wonder she's numb. She can't feel a thing anymore. And no wonder she's the most powerful too.

And I didn't live through that much though. One rape. But what the girls thought that put me in second was that after what happened, when I needed comfort more then ever, my parents didn't want me anymore. They didn't say to anybody the reason, because they didn't want to be linked with a monster like me. But I know. They were afraid of my power.

Bella says that we all have powers because of what we lived through. It opened a part in our brains that held those powers. I was a shield. When I came back home, my mother realized it instantly. She came to hug me and was sent in the wall. Pixie thinks I'm probably immune to 'power dangers' as well. Now I can at least control it though.

Pixie is a psychic. She can see the future, which put in her hands can be quite annoying. Rose is persuasive. She can make anybody believe anything and do anything. And Bella is…well...telekinetic. she can move thing, burn, destroy and repair things.

Pretty wicked, don't you think?

I barely recall falling asleep there but we all did, in Bella's room. I guess it's a good thing she has the double bed…