Life, it is hard to believe one word could be so complicated. After everything, life is still there; whether that life is the bacteria on your shoe, or the humans bustling to work in the street. It is always there.
They gave me those shots for what felt like a week. My muscles burned, sometimes I could swear I felt my DNA changing, shifting. I yelled at them to just kill me, but they didn't. Laurent said I should be thankful for the gift they have given me. Victoria agreed. She held grudges for a very long time.
Once the pain subsided, I thought I had died; the constant pain had caused the skin of my face to be permanently wet, water always leaking from my eyes.
When Laurent checked on me; I could feel the vibrations he was making through the soil.
'What have you done to me?' I barely croaked. It was a wonder he could still hear me.
'We have given you the gift of sense, and no good deed goes unrewarded. Now, does it?' He looked at me curiously. His eyes saying he was gauging my reaction.
It was then I noticed. The world was blurry; I had grown so accustomed to Laurent's face that I hadn't noticed. I said one word 'Glasses'. Laurent understood things, people, he would realise what I meant and do what I wanted.
'They are upon your face, dear child.'
I couldn't believe it. Had I been in that much pain they had managed to conduct eye surgery without me knowing? I mustn't have noticed.
Laurent saw the distress on my face, so he reached down and removed the glasses from my face, as the world came back into focus, I sighed. He then proceeded to move to each of my sides and undo the straps. That was when I saw the gun holstered in his belt. 'I believe you will not run, but if you do; you will never see anyone you love again.' I instantly thought of him. I definitely wanted to see him again.
Once the straps were undone; I brought my stiff hand up to my – now soft – long brunette hair. I started to move other parts of my body then too, wincing whenever each of the joints creaked back into life. I tried to sit up, but the world started to spin and I slammed back into the mattress, if you could call it that.
'I shall tell the others to let you rest until morning. We do not know what the side-effects of the drug can be; simply because you are the first to survive such a drastic transformation.' Laurent then left the room leaving me to feel the earth beneath – being manipulated by earthworms.
In what felt like the morning, I was surprized to find no-one standing over me waiting to give me my next injection. I sat up slowly then, still feeling the wrath of days laying down, swinging my legs over one side of the bed.
I saw the room in full scope then. The purple van was just above where my head would have been. There were also three separate rooms to the foot of – what I now saw was – the stretcher. That was when I saw the mirror.
I got to my feet tentatively, testing each step I took before I put my weight fully on my leg. At first my knees gave way, throwing me to the floor. I slowly scrambled back to my feet trying once again. I tried to imagine breathing in strength, and to my delight it worked! I imagined that a few times, gathering the strength I needed to take the steps towards the other me.
Once I reached the mirror, I gasped. I looked really cleaned up, I tried to remember them doing anything towards my personal hygiene and came up empty. It was like a 'Peter Parker' transformation. This drug had caused me to become the person everyone wanted to be. My hair had a soft sheen to it, my body had taken on an hour-glass shape – instead of my natural rectangle shape – and the biggest change of all; without my horrible glasses, and I looked hot. Like hot, hot.
James walked in then, causing me to turn too quickly for my legs to handle. As I hit the floor I saw he was staring at me, and still stared at me when I was getting up.
'Hmmm, that is quite interesting' James had an uncomfortable glow behind his eyes.
'What? What do you want?' My voice was stronger now, and my bark held a bite.
He walked up to me then, pressing his mouth against my ear. 'You'
I felt the blood drain from my face. It felt like a brick had been smacked into my stomach. I stepped back quite quickly and hit my back with the van. James' face had a horrifying smirk to it. I had never been so thankful for Victoria to emerge in that moment.
'James. What are you doing?' I guess I wasn't the only one who could bark.
James started walking towards Victoria at that moment. 'Oh… I'm just playing'
'Well don't. I don't like the way she looks at you; like she owns you.' Victoria looked at me with a disgusted look upon her face.
I bit my tongue. She cannot seriously think that I am looking at him that way!
'It is tiresome, isn't it?' James stared at Victoria longingly then, taking hold of her right hand and dragging her into their bedroom.
When they entered their room, my head was spinning. I didn't understand what had happened.
I walked back to my stretcher, and sat.
Laurent emerged from his room a few hours later to find me still on the bed, just staring.
'What is wrong, my child?' His voice was full of concern. Whether it was false, or sincere, I did not know.
'I need to know what I am; I want to return to my school.' I was defeated. I had no reason to fight anymore.
He sank down next to me. 'You are one with the earth. You command – not influence – the elements around us. You can cause torrential rain, blistering winds, fatal landslides and raging fires. You cannot allow any harmful emotions to occur, or you could be caught and tested upon. You will go back to your school as soon as we find out how to control your new gifts.'
'Will I ever be normal again?'
'You may, but more than likely not.' He looked at me then and I could see the concern in his gaze. 'We have been working on this for years. Do not leave us. We cannot risk word getting out about our tests.'
'When can I return to school?' I thought nothing could be more painful than school, looks like I was wrong.
'Within the next three days. There will be heavy testing of your abilities; are you sure you want to return?'
'Yes'
'Very well' He then opened the doors to show me the light.
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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this chapter of the story; they are Stephanie Meyer's.
I know it is hard to tell where the story is headed; but I can't resist cliff hangers.
Just to clarify – she commands the elements; she isn't in alliance with them.
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