Chapter 10

After the tour, I was sent back to my room to rest for tomorrow. I waited until it was well after sunset before I started to telepathically tried to call out for Uriel.

Uriel? No response. Uriel. Are you out there? Can you hear me?

Harmony?

Oh thank god.

Are you okay? What's going on?

I don't have much time, tell everyone what we've been doing. We're going to need their help.

Harmony, what happened? We found your phone by some blood.

I got shot-I'm fine now. I need you to look for a way to nail Black. He goes by the name Darien Noir now.

Where are you?

The last place you want me to be.

Can you escape?

It doesn't matter, I have to stay.

What? He sounded outraged. Why?

Because I need to help the people here. You also must never contact me, I'll talk to you when I can.

Why? I showed him Black's discussion about the thirteenth child. Oh baby.

I can handle it. Just focus on finding a way to get Black. I'll talk to you again soon.

Be careful. I smirk.

Of course. After all, I have an archangel looking out for me.

I dropped the link, and felt something off. It was an unsettling feeling. I shouldn't worry, Uriel will find something. I can hold on. I have to.

"Alright, first testing. Are you ready?" I looked back at Black. After I dropped the link, I immediately passed out. The next thing I knew, a bright shown upon me, and it was time for my testing. I was escorted to a white room with a glass wall in the middle. There was five engines on my side of the wall. The engines were hooked up to machines on the other side of the wall. Black was there, along with a dark-haired man with similar features. You must be Daimion. I looked back to see my escort leave the room, and heard the click of a lock. Black caught my attention with his question and I nodded.

"We're ready to begin." Daimion said apathetically.

"Excellent. Let's begin then." Black said enthusiastically. "Start all the engines, simultaneously." I put my palms together and focused on creating an electrical current. I opened my eyes and pulled my palms away from each other. Lightning was streaming between my palms. I turned over my palms and the lightning shot into the engines. Eventually, all the engines were running at max and I was starting to feel the strain. I glanced up to see Black give Daimion a nod. Daimion nodded back, then stared at me with intent.

Control.

I felt a surge shoot down my spine and spread to my entire body. I felt every molecule in my body begin to tremor, my breathing seized. My senses dulled as I fell to my knees, my arms still outstretched. Everything in that moment seemed to be in slow motion and lightning fast. There was a flash, an explosion, and the sound of glass shattering. After a second I fell on my side, breathing heavily, tremors starting to die. I remained oblivious to everything around me until I heard glass crunching.

"Amazing." Black commented with awe.

"Obviously even the smallest amount of shared power greatly increases the energy output of the conduit." Daimion noted.

"And it creates an immediate reaction when there is a high concentration of power being used. Tomorrow afternoon we'll try to observe her reactions in a telepathic conversation." I heard more crunching, then felt the closeness of a body and a hand on my arm. "You did well my dear. You can rest and relax now, we'll continue on tomorrow." I have never heard anything so relieving and depressing.

I went to the tranquillity room to try and talk to some of the mothers. However, when I got there the room was nearly empty. The only other person in the room was Carrie, looking exactly as she did yesterday in the same spot. I grabbed a chair and slowly walked toward her.

"Carrie?" She snapped her head at me with a surprised look. "Can I join you?" She smiled.

"Of course." I brought my chair closer and sat down.

"Where are the others?" I asked, gesturing to the empty room.

"The morning classes haven't finished yet."

"Then, shouldn't you be with them?" She looked down at her stomach.

"My baby is due soon. Dr. Noir doesn't want any of the babies to be affected if I suddenly go into labor." I felt truly sorry for the girl and the life she's been dealt.

"Carrie, did you remember what asked yesterday?"

"You asked if I was happy." She asked, looking confused.

"I would like you to answer the question again, but this time I want to think. I want you to think really hard about any worries, concerns, anything that gives you the tiniest feelings of unhappiness." Carrie made a distant look.

"I suppose, I guess I'm worried that I won't be a good mother."

"Every new mother has that fear. My best friend had a panic attack because she was scared." I explained, smiling a little.

"What happened?"

"Six months into her pregnancy, she phones me, crying hysterically. Saying that she'll be a terrible mother and that she'll have raise her children by herself because her husband is never at home." I smiled at the memory. Victor, at some point, called Karla for help, who then in turn managed to calm Indigo down.

"Is she alright?" Carrie asked anxiously, I nodded.

"She has two beautiful girls, and she and her husband will lay down their lives for them." I focused back to Carrie. "Anything else that makes you unhappy?" She looked away, grief etching her face.

"I miss my parents. I sometimes wish that they were here to support me." I nodded sympathetically.

"I know how painful it is, losing someone you love." She looked back to me.

"Did you lose someone?" I looked at the floor.

"I lost my mom when I was seven. Not a day goes by where I don't think about her."

"What about your dad?"

"Dr. Noir is my father." I said with a sad smile.

"Really?" I nodded. "Is that why you two were together for over an hour?"

"No, he was actually helping me with my power. I'm a thirteenth child as well." I explained, nodding towards her baby.

"Didn't Dr. Noir teach you when you were younger?" Carrie asked, sounding alarmed.

"No. He was forced out of the country before I was born." I replied stoically.

"And your mom took care of you until she died." She stated. I nodded.

"She'd sometimes tell me that I was the best thing that happened to her." There was a moment of silence.

"What was your mother's name?" Carrie asked.

"Mika."

"Mika, that's a nice name. I think that's what I'll name the baby." I looked up at Carrie with amazement. I rubbed my eyes as they began to water, then noticed the women coming in. At that moment, all I wanted was a little space. I stood, and looked down at Carrie.

"I'm gonna go to my room. See you tomorrow, okay?" She smiled.

"Absolutely." I felt another pang of sympathy. I gave a shaky smile, then turned and left for my room.