Author's Disclaimer: Most things in this story belong to Shannon Messenger

Hi! It's me, Cressida123. Sorry, I haven't updated in a while, but here it is: Chapter seven!

Carin: Oh, sorry for bothering you, but thank you so much for reviewing. I always enjoy when you do. Thank you so much. But sorry it's confusing. The secrets of what Evanne is and Chara is something I don't plan on revealing anytime soon. Smirk.

This chapter is dedicated to BuddingWriter101. Thank you for helping me edit, but sorry for my crappy grammar and spelling.


"ELWIN!" Sophie exclaimed. She'd forgotten how much she missed his toothy grin and sparkling gray-blue eyes for these past ten years.

"I need to get to work, now let me see her." Elwin motioned for Keefe to hand the girl over to him.

Elwin's eyes widened as her husband placed the brunette in his arms.

"WOW! She looks as bad as you said she was. Her cells are absolutely exhausted and she has a fever. There's a chance she might have died if you hadn't brought her to me when you did," the physician commented, hastily making his way to a shelf, packed high with vials of liquids Sophie still did not know the names of.

He grabbed three beakers from the third shelf: A transparent fluid, a green, choppy medicine that appeared like a kale smoothie, and a familiar dark yellow elixer that Sophie recognized to be yetti pee

Walking back towards the cot he'd laid the girl on, he lifted up her head so she could easily drink the elixirs he'd chosen. She drank every last drop in one gulp and sighed, before turning her sleep.

The blonde elf could already perceive that the brunette's cheeks had dulled in hue; her breathing had become less ragged.

"Yeti Pee for her exhaustion, unicorn tears for her fever…." Dex halted in counting off the ingredients. "But what's that green stuff used for? I've never seen it before." Elwin grinned in Dex's direction.

"It's something I've specially concocted. You won't find it in your Dad's store, or anywhere else for that matter. Today's actually its first testing. This elixir was designed specifically for those who suffered under infliction- you know, after Foster's….. Incident, " the physician said. Sophie blushed. Did he really have to keep bringing up… that?

Dex nodded. "Makes sense. We wouldn't want an episode like that again."

Keefe smirked. "Who knew Foster could be so cruel?"

"OKAY! Would you guys STOP talking. I don't want to relive that moment in my life, thank you very much." Said Foster cried out, her cheeks so red she may have been mistaken for a tomato.

Biana, meanwhile, had crossed the room to the young girl's bed. She brushed away strands of hair strewn across the brunette's pillow- like a dark hollow.

"She's gorgeous. Too gorgeous to be a human," Sophie's female friend whispered. Despite her words being but a breath, everyone heard. They fell silent.

Fitz was the first to speak ."There's still a chance she isn't one. I mean, like dad said, she might be wearing a device that blocks out telepaths. And her eyes are brown."

"Yeah, but I'm leaning on the fact that she is an elf. NO HUMAN CAN DO WHAT SHE JUST DID! But I'd like to know what ability she has. Imagine all the pranks I could pull with it." Keefe looked away, eyes misty, his expression one of pure bliss.

Sophie felt as if her mind and heart where in a never-ending tug-of-war. On one hand, her small, fist shaped muscle was telling her that the girl was an elf, someone she had to protect and show where she truly belonged. But after seeing that strange ability, after meeting eyes with dark brown, almost black iris's, her brain was informing her otherwise.

Though if she was certain of one thing, it was that the brunette wasn't human. That much was clear.

"I don't have an opinion on her yet," Dex said thoughtfully. It's not like I know her either way, since she broke the light leaper, she'll be staying in the Lost Cities for a while." Elwin nodded.

"Exactly. Now, if you don't mind, I think we should let my patient rest. If what you said about her before is true, then we're in for a rude awakening," the doctor told them. They all laughed, walking in the direction of the waiting room.

But Sophie stayed rooted in place, staring intently at the sleeping girl. Once Keefe noticed she hadn't moved, he halted as well.

"You coming, Foster?"

The elf swiveled- then smiled.

"Yeah." And with one last glance at the cot, she left the room with her husband.


Evanne's POV.

Eva awoke to a throbbing headache. Thought it couldn't compare to the torment she'd endured from the inflicting, it wasn't exactly a walk in the park either.

Peering downwards, she realized that she wasn't on the cold forest floor like before, but rather laying on a cushiony cot. In fact, it seemed as if she was in a new location entirely.

A bookshelf lined the wall before her from left to right- packed with more books than Evanne had ever seen in her entire life. She'd attempted to read the spine of a purple, leather bound volume, but it was written in a some kind of unreadable language. To her right, was a shelf with various liquids stacked upon wooden planks, and a small, grayish creature lay eyeing her underneath a cabinet.

Its orbs were narrowed, it's body poised for attack. The unknown animal hissed at the girl, before scurrying away. Evanne shivered.

Where the hell am I? She thought, leaping off the bed. As she did so, there was the crunching of paper beneath her fingers, and Evanne turned to find a crumpled parchment. She took it in her hand, smoothing out the creases. Neat, attentive cursive danced along the paper into seven, shitty words:"Eat this food to regain your strength."

Evanne scowled at the plate of mushy green nourishment beside the note. THERE WAS NO WAY IN HELL SHE WAS EATING THAT!

"Actually, I would eat that if I were you. The infliction and the half takeover takes a lot out of a person," a familiar voice said out of the blue.

Eva bristled. It couldn't be...could it? Her mind reached out for a certain person, and the brunette grasped the small, hazy consciousness of... Chara.

Her blue eyes had dulled from a sky blue and navy blue, to the color of murky swamp water. The girls avatar was nothing but a flickering image to the eye, and her skin was stark white. But she was there; that was all that mattered.

Evanne threw arms around the girl inside her mind. Chara squirmed at the close contact, but that only seemed to make Eva grip her tighter. Tears were beginning to form at the edge of her vision, as she said:"I thought….(hiccup)... I thought… you had died or something.."

The touching moment was interrupted by bought of fury on the brunette's part. "WHY FOR FUCKS SAKE DID YOU LEAVE ME!" she screamed. Chara rolled her eyes.

"It wasn't my fucking fault. A half-takeover takes a lot out of a person. It's basically like your body is housing two consciousnesses. You can imagine the strain," the girl with heterochromia answered.

Evanne sighed. That did make a hell of a lot of sense.

"Okay, then where…. Are we?" Eva asked, looking around once more. The grayish creature from before had crossed the room, and was nipping at the toe of her combat boot.

"I...Don't know…" Evanne's vision flickered black, before returning to normal-Chara looking through the girl's eyes to better see their location. "But it looks like an elvin infirmary," the blue-eyed girl said absentmindedly.

With those words, the brunette couldn't help but picture little men in green tights and pointy hats. Eva snorted.

Chara must have sensed her incredulity, as she swiveled to glare at the other girl.

"I'm dead serious, Eva," she stated, to which Evanne sniggered.

"Yeah, sure. They're Santa's elves here to recruit me to make toys for christmas- WAKE UP AND SMELL THE SHITTIN COFFEE CHARA! THESE PEOPLE ARE CRAZY, PSYCHOPATHIC WEIRDOS, NOT SOME DUMBASS MYTHICAL CREATURES!" she exclaimed.

Chara leaned in close, her expression steely. Hey eyes were liked two lapis's set into a heart shaped frame, as she said: "Listen here, Eva. You may think I'm crazy-hell, most people would with all the crazy myths humans came up with- but that's the only explanation there is. Do you honestly think that those people are human?! No! So just listen to me for one fucking minute, okay!"

Evanne didn't know if it was her stone-cold eyes or dead-panned tone of voice, but she nodded in response all the same- despite not believing in the sheer absurdity of it. She means, elves, really?

Eva sighed. "Okay, then why were these so called 'elves' after Karma and me?"

At this question, the blue-eyed girl looked away.

"Chara?" Evanne questioned.

Said Chara sighed before turning back. " I know why for Karma, but I don't think you should know quite yet. As for you, well… I think… No, I know, that they believe you are an elf as well."

It took a moment for those words to truly sink in.

Evanne's vision grew hazy, Chara becoming but a splotch of color to her eyes. One minute, two minutes, three minutes; Eva lost track of time of how long they stood there, the only sound her hammering heartbeat, until she could utter one-though it was a shitty and stupid question- inquiry: "Huh?"

There was no fucking way she was an elf(or whatever those people were). She couldn't be was one of those freaks! The girl thought back to all the perplexing moments in her life. She remembered when they were playing dodgeball and she felt a buzzing in her bones when going up against Conner. She'd tossed the ball so hard he'd flown halfway across the room, getting himself a one-way ticket to the nurse's office.

Eva also recalled during the fire when she had suspended the fallen branch on nothing but air.

Now that Evanne thought about it, she'd always been a bit strange. But Karma and Class E4 had always been there for her; it had never mattered.

Eva's blood boiled when she thought about Karma. She recollected his face contorted in pain, as he writhed and screamed. Oh, she would make them pay for that, whether she was a so called 'elf' or not! Fortunately, though, Chara disconfirmed the notion before Evanne could ponder it more.

"Oh, don't get your panties in a twist. You're not an elf, okay. That much I'm sure of."

Eva sighed in relief. Oh, thank goodness. Then fury flooded back to her like a punch to the gut.

"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT SOONER! I WAS HAVING A MENTAL BREAKDOWN ABOUT BEING ONE OF THOSE FREAKS! And on the subject, what the hell am I?!" Evanne yelled(because she was starting to question if she was even human herself.)

Before Chara could answer, voices echoed across the room. Evanne bristled, her muscles taunt, her fist poised for attack.

She couldn't understand what they were saying-as they speaking in gibberish- but that didn't mean she couldn't identify people by their tone of words.

The first one she perceived as the high, sing song pitch of the brown eyed 'elf'; the second being from the blonde male she'd kicked in the privates during their battle.

Moreover, there were three new people she had never met before speaking - a melodic, calming female voice, a crackling male voice and the deep, husky voice of an older man.

As the sound their conversation became closer and closer, Evanne grabbed a pair of scissors from burrow beside her, and soon enough long, soft blonde hair and vibrant brown eyes with golden flecks peeked out of the doorway.

The blonde smiled.

"Oh oodg, yuo'er…." She never got finish the sentence, however, for Evanne pounced on her, scissors drawn.