Chapter 12: Surprises.
Five
I like surprises.
Especially ones that end with me finding my sister.
I'll bet your wondering how it came to pass. Well, in the two weeks before Ian and I moved to Athens, Ian was left in a critical condition. Since I really needed it, the Legacy of Healing presented itself to bring Ian back from the dead. I'm not sure how it's possible for me to do that, but I won't question it.
After the fight, I had to move Ian. The problem was, he was still unconscious, so I have no idea where to go. I pick a direction, hoist Ian up, and begin walking. After about a mile, Dad wakes up, delirious. I think he is in pain, most likely also dehydrated. I sit him down for a few minutes. I have no idea what to do, when suddenly, the voice in the back of my head, my instincts, comes out. I close my eyes, and send out my Earth Legacy in a wave. It reminded me of that T.V. series, Avatar.
Anyways, my Earth Echolocation comes back to me and shows me a map of the underground, and the above ground for miles around. I am shown a cavern of water underground about 2 miles away, and a building about 4 miles away in the same direction. I pick up the struggling Ian again, and walk a lot faster in that direction. I stop about an hour later above the spot where I saw the water. I make sure Ian was a safe distance away, before making a huge hole where the cavern was. The hole starts to fill rather quickly, with water. I wait for it to fill up and then I separate any dirt from the water, making it mostly safe to drink.
I made a bowl of the clay I find is located a few hundred feet below, fill it with water. I remember my science class, and how to clean water of the bacteria, so I boil the water, using my Fire Legacy. I try to hand the bowl to Ian, but he keeps looking away from me. I try to keep his head still, but it won't stay still. I am forced to make the earth to keep his head where I need it to be. I grab his chin and forced his mouth open, and I pour the water into his mouth, and then shut his mouth until he swallows
I repeat the process a few more times, and then I hoist him up again, and walk again. Another hour later, I come to find the little run-down hovel that I saw. I walk to the door, adjust Ian onto one shoulder, and then I try to open the door.
Locked.
I channel a little bit of my strength, and then I tried it again. The door knob falls off, and I push the door open. The inside is small, but it would have to do. I lay Dad onto the small couch that was located on the far wall, and I notice he was asleep, which was good. Now I could go ahead and try to figure out what to do.
Water was not a problem. I could just run to that cavern and make a river to the house. We wouldn't be cold, as I noticed a fire place. My main concerns were healing Ian and food.
I could try to heal Ian, but I wasn't sure how I could. I have no idea how I did it in the first place, so how could I do it again?
What about food? I have no idea what's safe, and what isn't. I don't know how to hunt. There are no cities for hours in any direction. I could run there, but I can't leave Ian incase of another Mogadorian attack, and I can't bring him with me, because people will ask too many questions, questions I can't answer.
First things first, check Ian's wounds. I kneel beside his sleeping body, and I slowly remove the torn clothing, revealing his bare chest.
There is nothing there.
How? I mean, Ian is still obviously in pain, so what could it be?
Then it hit me.
He had no wound that I could see, because his wounds are on the inside.
He is bleeding on the inside. My healing must only work from the outside, in.
I start to panic. I quickly laid my hands on his chest and squeeze my eyes shut. I try to bring back the thoughts, instincts, whatever it was that saved Ian.
It doesn't work. I don't feel the chill. I.. can't do it. I can't save Ian.
I can't save my Dad.
I start to cry, frustrated. My nose starts to run, and I bury my face into his chest. I stay there for at least another hour; I raise my head, realize its dark out now, and it is freezing. I stand, and try to compose myself. I walk over to the fireplace, and create a fire. I cross my arms, staring at the fire.
I get closer to the fire, and I sit directly next to the fire.
I still feel quite col-.
Wait.
This isn't my ordinary it's-cold-and-I-have-goose-bumps cold. It's more on the inside.
I jump up and flit across the room to Ian. I put my hands on his chest, and I wait.
For the longest time, I wait, feeling the energy slowly leave my body, as I repair Ian's broken one.
Then, Ian moves slightly in his sleep, and his eyes flutter open, and I see that they are bloodshot.
"Hi Ian," I say
"Hey Buddy," He croaks out. He clears his throat and tries again. "Where are we?" He sounds a little better, but he definitely needs a drink. I should have gotten it while he was sleeping.
"In the desert still. I found a house, and here we are."
"How did you defeat the Mogadorians?" He asks. I just make a ball of fire in my hand. His eyes widened. "Another legacy came in? That's great!" He gets a little too excited and he begins to cough. I rub his back until it passes.
"Now I'm almost afraid to tell you that's not the only one." I say, smiling. Ian's mouth just falls open.
"What else?" He asks, as excited as a child on Christmas.
For an answer, I send out a small earthquake, and say "I also healed you when the Mogs attacked."
"Three legacies in one day? I thought that was impossible." He mutters to himself in Loric.
"Apparently it isn't." I tell him in the same language. "You of all people should know Ian," I stand up. "Nothing is ever impossible."
Over the next few days, I created an underground river that leads to the cabin, and create a small pond out back. I would heat the water, and kill all the bacteria. Then, I would also have to wait for it to cool, before I could give it to Ian.
I never felt thirsty.
I would then try my hand at hunting. I became pretty good at it, using my telekinesis to kill the animals as quickly and painlessly as possible. I felt horrible, and I couldn't eat anything I killed. It was nesscessary, though, and Ian did not care.
I visited the scene of the wreck to see if I could find anything worth salvaging. I moved the car back to its tires and searched it for anything. I only found the picture of my sister and I. Number Eight. I stare at the photo, wishing I knew what she was like, when suddenly, I start to feel dizzy. I sit down in the drivers seat, and try to fight back the nausea. I feel like I'm about to faint, when suddenly, I'm in a different place.
I'm walking through the halls of a school I've never been in before. I look at the posters on the walls, and they read strange words, yet, I knew exactly what they say. A woman is walking down the hall with me, talking in a language I have not heard before, yet, I know exactly what she is saying.
"I'm sure you will love it here, Peter. We're one of the best schools in Athens. It's a very close knit school, and we've never had a problem with bullying." She beams at me, as if I should be impressed by that. I wasn't, every school I've been at claimed the same thing.
"Oh, here we are." We stop at a classroom, and she opens the door, and sticks her head in. "Bonjour Mr. Duval! I have the new student with me."
"Oh right!" I hear, "Send him in, Send him in!"
The principal looks at me, and grabs my hand and pulls me into the room.
Suddenly, I'm back in the burned up truck in the desert. I can feel my whole body start to relax, even the muscles in my head. I realize that I was shown my future, and in the not too distant future. But why do we go to Athens? I don't know. But there's a good reason for it.
I put the picture in my back pocket, and scavenge the area for any supplies that may have been thrown from the truck. Luck was with me, for I found our duffle bags. I go through it, and find just about everything. In Ian's bag, I find two fake passports. I open one, and my face stares back. I read the name and see that it's Peter Miah. Looks like I have a new name for Greece.
I pick up the duffle bags, tuck in my Loric chain, and I run back to the cabin.
A few days later, Ian was walking around, his healing process advancing years ahead because of my power. One night, we're sitting at the table, and I was watching him eat. He sees me staring, and he wipes his mouth. "You know, you should probably be eating." I shake my head.
"I think I'm going to be a vegetarian." He raised his eyebrow at me, and I just shrug.
"Okay, you've been quiet for the past few days, what's wrong?" He asks.
"The other day, when I went to the truck, something weird happened." He forgets about his food, and he's staring at me. I tell him about my vision, and then I tell him what I've been mulling over the past few days. "You see, Ian, I think it's time we start looking for the others."
"Are you sure? Is what we'll find in Athens?" He asks. "One of the others."
I shrug. "Maybe. I was shown Athens for a reason. I think it'll be stupid not to go."
He nods his head slowly. "How are we going to get there?" he asks.
I blink; surprised he would ask me that. "If we could get to the nearest city, we'd be fine. Just hop on to a plane and fly out there."
"Kid, how do you expect for us to get there with no passports and no money."
"I never said we didn't have those." I call to the bags that I stashed on the second floor. They come floating down to the table we're sitting at. His eyes widen. He clears his throat. "And how do you expect us to get there?"
"I've been working on that."
The next day, Ian and I stood out in front of the hovel that had been our home for a week now.
"So how are we doing this?" he asks.
I grin. "Just wait."
I close my eyes and send out my echolocation- thing as far as I could reach it. I sensed a city about 50 miles north of here.
"There's a city about fifty miles north of here." I say, still closing my eyes.
I concentrate now on the transportation. Out of the earth, I grab a chunk, and I start to mold it. When I was finally done, I looked at our transportation. It was a large box, with seats, and a compartment large enough to hold our bags. I look at Ian and grin. He whistles. "Impressive. How's it gonna move?"
"Get in and you'll see." I gesture at the craft, and a part of it that looks suspiciously like a door opens. He climbs in, slow and stiff, and sits down. I take the bags and put them into the large compartment. I jump into the craft and close the door. I look to Henry and smile. "You ready?"
"For what?" He asks.
In my mind, I imagine the entire craft just picking itself up and moving, and it did.
"Woah!" Ian yells. "Wow! Oh man! What are you doing Cyrus?"
"Flying." I turn the vehicle north, and we head towards there.
The next day, we flew to Athens. I looked for the school I saw on the web, until I found the one that felt the best. And it was the only one with a woman principal.
I can't believe that I didn't notice that Luna was Loric, or my sister for that matter. How did I not see the scars, or the necklace? How did I not realize when she sang, and everybody did what she wanted? I don't know, and I really don't care. I finally found my twin. That's good enough for me.
Huh. That took a long time to write. Well, it's done now.
