Hey guys! I'm back with a new chapter! Really good feedback from the last one, I really appreciated it and i will do my best to try and make those changes as best as I can! Anyways, without any further ado, here's chapter number three. Hope you enjoy!

"The telepath was Fitz," was the first thing Sophie said startling everyone, even Physic, who was busy tending to Sophie's blistering fingers. Biana looked sorrow yet shocked, Dex just looked plain surprised by this, and Keefe got that same pained eyes he had every time someone mentioned Fitz's name. His "death" affected everyone deeply but it affected Keefe in a different way.

He was still the mischievous, goofy and sarcastic guy he always is, but now almost to a lesser extent. He almost completely lost all emotion inside of him when Fitz was declared dead, almost as if a part of him was lost inside, that part being Fitz. It took forever to get him back to the way he was now.

Sophie almost regretted saying his name, but it had to be said. Everyone needed to know that Fitz was still alive, and it would be selfish of her to keep that information to herself..

"What're you saying Sophie?" Mr. Forkle said as he handed Sophie a bottle of liquid to drink to help clear her aching head, "you know Fitz's- passing was declared by the council-" "since when were you the type to believe the council?" She asked more sharply than she would've liked but the remark did silence him. She looked around at the rest of the group. "Since when were any of you?" She asked them too.

When they didn't reply, she spoke, "we all know that the council only declared him "dead" because they couldn't find him nor could they explain his absence. Nor could anyone," she said matter-o-factly, then made a dead serious, "until now." Mr. Forkle looked at her. "And what do you suppose we do?" He asked her. Sophie have him a bewildered look. "What else? We get him back," she said like it was obvious.

Everyone still looked uncertain though. "Look Sophie," Granite said, "Even if what your saying is true, we still can't explain his sudden absence, nor what had happened to him. He might've even forgotten who we all are by now." But Sophie shook her head firmly. "No," she said, "I know that it was him. I saw it with my own two eyes. And he recognized me too! We said each other's names!" She argued, then took a deep breath. "And as for his absence," she said, letting out a shaky breath, "I think the Neverseen had captured Fitz."

Everyone was quiet for a moment, whether in shock, thoughtfulness, or both. Then Biana furrowed her eyebrows and frowned. "But I don't get it," she said a bit shakily before looking at everyone, "what would the Neverseen want with my brother?" The collective group looked at each other with knowing eyes, save for the kids who just looked plain confused. "You're hiding something," Dex said plainly, his tone offering no argument. Squall sighed. "We are," she admitted, "but we had p-"

Mr. Forkle suddenly raised a hand, stopping Squall from continuing. They seemed to have a small debate through eye communication for a short while before they all looked up towards he kids who were now looking expectant eyes. "You know exactly why they want Fitz, don't you," Keefe asked them, and icy cold bitterness could faintly be detected in both his tone and his eyes. Biana put a comforting hand on his arm and his eyes softened, but Sophie suspected his bitterness had a little more meaning to it than Fitz's capture.

Mr. Forkle nodded. "Yes Mr. Sencen, we do. It is not exactly information to share, but if Sophie is speaking the truth, which she most likely is, then it is almost a perfect explanation for these," Mr. Forkle gently raised Sophie's hands, presenting her how healing fingertips. Sophie looked at Mr. Forkle with a curious glance. Then she glanced at Granite. "He told me that this was serious," she said slowly. Mr. Forkle nodded his head. "It is serious, Sophie. It's very serious."

Sophie nodded her head slowly, gesturing for him to continue. Now having the attention of everyone, Mr. Forkle heaved out a huge breath. "Perhaps I should start with what exactly happened to Sophie," he said, "you see miss Foster, you were none too short from the truth when you said this boy "forced" you out of his mind," he told her. Keefe raised an eyebrow. "So that's a thing?" He questioned.

"It is indeed," Mr. Forkle confirmed, nodding his head solemnly. "Then what's the big deal?" Dex asked. "The big deal, Mr. Dizznee, is that only one person has ever been able to do such a thing." "Who, Foster?" Keefe asked but Sophie shook her head before Mr. Forkle did. "I've never had that happen in my life, let alone heard of it until now," Sophie said. "So, who's the person who can do it?" Biana asked curiously. The Black Swan looked at each other wearily once more before Wraith finally answered. "That would be your brother, Biana," he told her.

The kids all gasped, especially Biana. "F-Fitz?" She asked perplexed, "what- how-?" Mr. Forkle took the liberty to explain. "We all knew how strong of a telepath Mr. Vacker is himself," he said, and they all nodded, even Dex, "well I'm sure most of you except Sophie and maybe Dex that is, know that he was also had a reading by Councillor Terik."

This time both Sophie and Dex didn't nod. She had never heard of this before. "When?" She asked and Biana gave her a small smile, "when he was five," she answered for everyone, "when Alvar was sent to get descried, Fitz was offered one too. He was really happy about it." Sophie could understand why. Apparently Councillor Terik hated descrying people, as it caused too much burden on him. So for him to offer to descry Fitz must've been a big deal.

"However," Mr. Forkle started to speak again, catching everyone's attention once more, "one of the reasons why Councillor Terik had offered to do so was because he could sense Fitz's potential from afar. He was curious to see how'd he become," he explained, "when Councillor Terik said that Fitz would surpass Alden's incredible telepathy skills, he left out one thing: he had also sensed extreme power in the boy."

"Once Fitz manifested as a telepath, he excelled in his classes and training far faster than anyone we have heard of other than yourself, Sophie," Mr. Forkle said, "his mind automatically adapted and understood things faster than others. He's always had that talent in him but it didn't really emerge until he manifested. Councillor Terik had sensed that in him but warned Alden that it may be taken advantage of so they- restricted it somehow."

"Restricted it?" Sophie asked, hating the word ever since the ability restrictor incident. Dex rubbed his shoulder uncomfortably. Sophie had long since forgiven him for the incident but Dex still felt terribly guilty about it. "Yes miss Foster. Only to a certain extent," he said, "But it wasn't until they brought him to Councillor Emery that they truly recognized the powerful need of Fitz's telepathy."

Everyone casts a slight worried glance to each other but Mr. Forkle still continued. "Very much like you Sophie, his talent comes from practice. But whereas your best talent in searching and working with other people's minds and thoughts, Fitz's is with his blocking skills. They are impeccable, not to the extent of your impenetrable mind, but they are still very skilled for someone his age. When he went to see Councillor Emery to see if he could get into Fitz's mind, he was said to have a very hard time trying to get in, but still managed to."

"But just when Councillor Emery reached his thoughts he suddenly felt a sharp pain rip through his mind, causing him to retreat from his mind and his fingertips to start blistering." Sophie gasped, the description being pretty much exactly how she had felt. "Fitz forced Emery out?" She asked while everyone else looked to shocked to speak. "He did," Mr. Forkle confirmed with a nod, "though it was unintentional, Fitz's mind had automatically forced him out. Though his finger tips weren't bleeding like yours were, they were still red and blistering."

Sophie mouth was slightly agape. She had no idea Fitz was this powerful. "None of them knew what was going on. Granted most of hem knew what it was, but they didn't think it was possible to do since forcing requires such a high level of concentration so they couldn't understand why Fitz was able to do it so effortlessly let alone accidentally," Granite took over talking this time, "they brought him to Quinlin and asked him to do the same, but just like Emery, he was forced out too."

None of the kids could believe their ears. Who would've guessed Fitz was capable of doing such a thing? A sudden curiosity had risen in Sophie and she asked, "if it's automatic, then why didn't he force me out when he let me read his mind in the lost cities? I think he was blocking then too." "That would be because they had put a restriction on his blocking too. They also washed him so that he wouldn't remember the incident, nor the power of his block," Granite answered.

"It was contained and hidden until shortly after the kidnapping of miss Foster and Mr. Fizz new when Fitz suddenly 'disappeared'," Mr. Forkle spoke again, "if it was the Neverseen that caught him, we wouldn't know how they would've known about Fitz's tele-" "Alvar," Biana said quietly and everyone gave her sympathetic looks. The girl was still quite disturbed by the betrayal of her eldest brother and now that both of them are in the Neverseen, it must be even more painful.

"That does make sense, Biana. And assuming Fitz is with the Neverseen, we have a bigger problem than we thought." The words reminded Sophie of a question she needed to ask. "Hold on," she said and everyone looked at her, "Granite said these- my fingertips I mean," she said, holding them a up a bit, "were a big problem. Why is that exactly?" She questioned curiously.

The Black Swan glanced nervously at each other before Mr. Forkle spoke. "Miss Foster," he started, "there's no chance you were touching Fitz when you tried to read his mind at all, am I correct?" Sophie nodded. "Yeah, I wasn't touching him," she said. "Well then there's the problem. You see, all the times Mr. Vacker forced people out of his mind, the splintering fingertips were only caused by touch- physical contact. Mainly by the temples," Mr. Forkle explained, "for him to have caused you're fingers to splinter from such a distance must've been from a complex amount of concentration that we think the Neverseen might've enhanced."

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Hopefully I'll find time to spare to update once mor but I have a dance comp on Thursday which means a lot of my time will have to go to school work to try and catch up, also I do have people waiting on a new chapter of a story on wattled and I don't want to disappoint. But yeah, don't forget to review and tell me how you guys liked this! Feedback is always helpful!

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