Duncan was a telepath. A powerful one. He specialized in activating and searching a special part of the mind. The talent feild. There were others like him. After the black swan released a study they had finished on talentless-ness. They could activate talents. Well… most of the time. So that's why I was strapped a chair while Ducan put his fingers on my temples. I'm not like my mom, my mind is easily probed. I can't even put up walls, something every elf should be able to do. And so he slipped into my mind.

I didn't feel anything but a tingling sensation, a sort of buzz. Then I felt a cry build up in my throat. Not of pain, just a gurgling feeling creeping up my throat. I couldn't keep it in.

"Dad!", I half choked, half yelled.

He jumped over and grabbed my hand, "Are you in pain?"

"No."

"Then why did call for me."

"It's a weird feeling. I don't underst-", and I black out.

A woman's voice muttered in the darkness, "Why…?"

"It's too dangerous."

"But it's a right to be able to… you even made it able to..."

"For her, it's too dangerous for her to have them"

"Why…?"

"I can't say."

"If you're going to make her an experiment like you did me, I'm not going to let you!"

"You weren't even supposed to have her! I told it to you in person, and you didn't tell your husband either! Next thing I know you're pregnant!"

"I don't regret it. I loved him too much to tell him. We wanted her so badly."

A baby's cry rung through the room.

"I know what I'm doing, trust me."

"Is she listening to us?"

"Yes, but she won't remember this."

"I don't want you to do it. You don't have permission."

"I wasn't asking."

I awoke sitting in a comfortable chair. To my left, dad was smiling softly. "Dad…"

He brushed a strand of hair out of my face, "I'm right here, sweety."

"Where are we?"

"In the living room. How are you feeling."

" Utype hh… weird."

He suddenly looked puzzled, "what kind of weird?"

I giggled, "Dad. There aren't different types of weird."

"I mean be more specific", he smiled.

"Uhh… different?"

He chuckled "That's not specific"

" Dad… I'm tired again."
"Ok, go to sleep, you're safe."