"Rahl! Rahl! RICHARD RAHL! Are you listening to me?!"

"Yes!Yes... i am... Mrs. Diaz. I`m sorry, i got distracted... you were saying?"

"I asked you if you want to take some fresh air, you look a little bit pale" Maybe this wasn't a good idea or even fair for her other students. But as she looked at the boy she couldn't help and feel sorry for him, she knew that the subject she was teaching today "The genocide of the confessors" was a sensitive matter for him. After all it was someone very close to him who began that terrible massacre.

Indeed Richard wasn`t felling very well, his heart was beating wildly, his breathing hitched, he felt like he had just run a marathon. The clothes seemed too tight, the room seemed colder and his hands trembled like crazy. After trying to calm himself and remain in control of his emotions he calmly said."No its okay... . I rather stay. Really"

"Ok then, like i was saying, many of these camps..."

The truth was he wasn't a big fan of these subject, but if he leave it would look like that he felt responsible for what happened 12 years ago, and he didn`t want to people to think that even if it was truth. He felt responsible for what happened. How couldn't he, when his own uncle was the big responsible for the deaths of millions of womens, mens, childrens. Escpecially confessors. Almost all confessors died, vanished in a heartbeat. Very few managed to survive to escape.

His uncle Rahlp Rahl, older brother of his father, was able to manipulate the minds of thousands of people, a whole country to commit the biggest genocide in history. How he managed to do such thing, well no one knows exactly, how things got so extremely dramatic.

From day to night D'Hara troops began invading the Midlands, imposing absurd rules such as all confessors regardless of their age had to use a kind of a bracelet arm with a big C in their left arm and also a Rada'Han so that others could identify them.
Later at schools, little confessors started taking lessons, playing, eating and go to the bathroom separately from other children`s. Also they weren't allowed to go to the same places as other people, for example they couldn't go to most theatres, cinemas and restaurants, use the same benches in parks and use public transport. Many tried to rebel against those absurd policies, but without any success.

A few months later when his uncle had full control over the Midlands, the police began to make raids and take all confessors who unfortenelly didn`t escape to the so called Extermination Camps...

The name Rahl disgut him. He was ashamed of it. His father may have ended up with that bloody massacre but he still could not shake that feeling of guilt for what happened. No matter how he tried he could not break free.

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All of a sudden everyone started packing up, dragging the chairs, making plans for lunch. The class was over.

"Boys and girls i need to tell you something before you leave..." clearing her throat Mrs. Diaz try to think of a way to telling them what she wanna to without causing too much confusion "humm... four confessors will be transferred to our school. They arrive next week."

Suddenly the class was filled with noise and incredulous looks. Most students were completely shocked by what they had just heard.

"I dont agree with that!"

"Why not Gavin?" Asked curiously, even knowing why. Gavin's father had been a scientist during the war. He used to do horrifying experiences in confessors especially in the youngest. The man was a true psychopath he hated confessors and Gavin was just like his father.

"Because yes! They dont have schools in their the hell do they have to come here?! It's dangerous. Very dangerous."

Shaking her head Mrs. Diaz was about to say something but Richard cut her off.

"Oh c`mon Gavin is not like they gonna start confessing everyone. Haven't you learned anything today...and from the mistakes of your father?"

Gavin began to laugh ironically "And what about the mistakes of your dear uncle Richard? If I was you i'll be careful you might be the first."

Without managing to calm his fury Richard threw himself upon Gavin shouthing "I gonna fucking kill you!Your piece of shit!"

"ENOUGH! I will not accept such behavior in my class! Are we clear?! Next time i will call your parents. I swear it."

"I`m sorry Mrs. Diaz, it won't happen again."Richard didn't want to lose control, but it was too much to take. He just want to break Gavin`s face and wipe that disgusting smile.

"Better not. By the way Gavin, no one will be confessed because they are gonna use a Rada'Han all day, ok?! Oh... and also remmenber, it was because of thoughts like yours that millions of innocent people were killed."

"Whatever Mrs. Diaz"

It was pointless, this kid was a lost case. She just hope that the other students wouldn't overreact like Gavin. The girls haven't even arrived yet but she already felt sorry for them.

This college was filled with kids, who without a doubt wouldn't make live easier for the four confessors.