Chapter 4:
We arrived at the Petersons house. It was pretty nice, I had to admit. It was quite large. I took my suitcases and brought them in the house.
"For now, we will have you share a room with Christy so that you too can get to know each other more." Jill instructed "But we might split you up in a month or so depending on how things are."
"That sounds like a good idea." I replied
"Christy, why don't you show your sister your room? Help her with her suitcases, please." Jill said
"Okay, mom." Christy replied, and took one of my bags and started up the stairs.
"We have ten rooms in the house, and five bathrooms. Each room also has a walk in closet." Christy explained, touring me around.
"Well, here we are." She said, opening the door to her room.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, putting my bags down. "This is incredible!"
Christy smiled. "I hope you like it. Luckily, I have two beds so that won't be an issue."
"Hey, this is fantastic! A huge step up considering I shared a bedroom half this size with two other people." I replied
"Yeah…well, you can put your stuff on your bed, unless you want to unpack. But if not, I could give you the full tour." Christy said
"Sure! I'd love to go on a full tour, this house is amazing." I replied
"Cool! Let's go." Christy exclaimed, and we started off.
While Christy was touring me around, I asked, "Christy? Why are there so many rooms in this house but only three people living in it? Well, now four, but still. It's such a huge house."
"Well, my parents often have a lot of visitors…friends, relatives and stuff. So they wanted a big enough house so that they could have people over often." She explained
We kept walking and Christy showed me room after room after room. Then we walked up another flight of stairs (the house was 3 stories, four if you include the basement, five if you include the attic. I mean, wow!)
"So, this is the attic. I have tried to unlock this thing for years but it never opens. I have no idea what my parents keep in there, but one night I kept on hearing a lot of banging from inside it. I don't really know, it's kind of creepy." Christy said
I shivered. "That's…weird." I commented, not really sure what to say about it.
"Well, let's go back to my…our room. Wow it's going to take a while saying that. But, I've got some really cool stuff to show you." Christy said
"Okay, sounds great!" I replied
We walked back to our room.
Christy closed the door. "Now, this is stuff that I found in some of the rooms that people stayed in and accidently left behind. I have no clue what any of it is, but I think they're kind of neat."
Christy knelt and pulled out a colorful box from underneath her bed. She got a key out and put the key in, opening the box.
Inside was a whole variety of stuff. Vials, pieces of paper, and even knives were just some of the things.
"Wow…" I breathed
"Yeah. Those papers have poems written on them or something. Really weird poems. I honestly have no idea who half these people are, or even what my parents do. I don't really know my parents that well anyway." Christy said
I picked up a vial that contained a silvery-blue liquid. "Do you know what's in this?" I asked
"No idea. I told you, I have no idea what any of this stuff is or what it's used for." Christy replied
"Oh." I said
"Though I do have to tell you something…I don't want it to scare you and you have to promise not to tell anyone and act like I never told you anything." Christy said.
"Okay…" I replied
"I was kidnapped. I was kidnapped when I was four, right out of my bed. It was by this…monster or something. The monster took me to these people, and they've kept me ever since. I know I have a little sister and a mom and a dad somewhere." Christy confessed
My jaw dropped. This was completely unexpected, and now I grew uneasy about staying here with these people.
"So how have they been treating you?" I asked, trying to stay calm for Christy's sake.
"Well…not too bad, but not that great either. Sometimes they beat me if they get angry or if I do something wrong. Sometimes they forget to give me dinner, and they have locked me in the basement in the dark and forgotten me in some occasions." Christy explained
I gulped, the lump returning. "Do you think they'll treat me like that?" I asked nervously
"It depends, I guess. I don't really know why they adopted you. You must be special like me." Christy replied
"What do you mean by special?" I asked
Christy lowered her voice. "I mean…I can do things that other people can't. Like…do you believe in magic?" she asked
"Sometimes. Why?" I replied
"Because I can do magic. I can burn things with my eyes." Christy explained
I gulped again, really nervous this time.
"Don't worry, I'm not evil. I'm good, really. It's just my power." Christy said
"Can you show me?" I asked, still not really convinced
"Sure." Christy said. She squinted at a piece of paper in the garbage can. Sure enough, it lit on fire.
I yelped a bit, and Christy quickly put the fire out with her eyes again.
"Shhh… I'm not supposed to be using my powers. If I do, I could be tracked. My parents are very strict about it, and I'm only allowed to use them during a special training time. You probably have some sort of power too." Christy said
I looked at her in surprised. "Really?" I asked
"Yeah. I'm almost positive that's why my parents adopted you. Has anything…odd happened to you in your life?" Christy asked
I hesitated, not quite sure how to answer.
"Well…sort of." I replied
"What happened?" Christy asked
"Well, one time, I was fighting with one of the other kids because he had stolen my pencil, and I wanted it back really badly. So I said "give me back my pencil" and it disappeared and landed back in my hands." I finished
"Oh…how did it look?" Christy questioned
"What do you mean?" I asked
"I mean…was it just invisible when it disappeared? Or did it turn…blue or something?" Christy asked
"Oh…yeah. It turned blue and sort of shimmered or something." I explained
Christy stared at me. "I think I know what you are then…but it's very very rare, as in I think you might be the only one…" Christy trailed off, deep in thought.
I waited for a while, letting her gather her ideas together.
A knock on the door came.
"Yes?" Christy asked
"Christy? It's time for you and Paige to wash up for dinner, okay?" Jill said through the door.
"Okay mom. We'll be down in a minute." Christy replied. She waited a bit and then said to me, "Remember, this conversation never happened. You don't know about any of the stuff I told you, and don't act suspicious or different or anything…just try to be normal."
I sighed. "Okay…but will we talk about it again? Will you help me escape?" I asked
Christy looked at me. "Escape? But that's like…suicidal. I tried it once and got the worst punishment. Maybe will think about it, but I can help you with your powers. Maybe they'll help us out of here, if you are what I think you are." Christy replied
We walked out of the room and got ready for supper. This was just the beginning of a very long journey for me, I could already tell that.
A/N: So, hope you liked it. PLEASE REVIEW! I really want to know how I did…feedback would be great. Just press the button…you know you want too…