"Alright now, I'm going to give you a command, a very simple command at that, but i want you to refuse it, yet except this time i want you do so with all of your might".

I instructed her with half a smirk on my face.

"Don't worry it won't harm you in anyway.

Really it's not going to hurt you, it will be however slightly uncomfortable... for a few moments of course. You may stand if you'd like or if you wish you can remain seated for the time being. It's entirely up to you".

She swiftly chose to rise to her feet.

She was rather unsure of where she was to stand so she was at first a tad too close.

"Make some distance between the two of us. If you're too close you're bound to walk right into me. Now let's begin. I want you to close your eyes and picture, that there's a place where, there is no hope. There hasn't been in any hope for a long while, you're so very close to giving, you are so close throwing in the towel. Life holds no promise to you and you begin wondering why you even exist at all.

Why are you living? What is the point of living when there doesn't seem to be anything worth living for?

Yet then you're thoughts are swiftly interrupted by a grim authorative voice that are being projected by a long row of overhead speakers.

All the cells are open and everyone follows the voice down a long lavender hall.

They are guaranteed freedom.

They are told how pleasant life will be outside the prison in which they live.

They trudge forward mindlessly it seems, without a single question, they all leave one by one, forming huge droves of people.You are compelled to follow them.

Something draws you to the end of the hall, some unseen force, you have no choice but to go. You keep moving forward on and on".

There was very little resistance at first, i could feel her will twist and toss relentlessly under my power, eventually this struggling built up in intensity. I tightened my grip on her mind and i felt my power being gradually pushed away.

Then there was sudden surge of frustration and a outburst of light that jaded through my psyche.

This light instead of warming me, it chilled my blood, the force of her defenses nearly made me lose my balance and my foot hold altogether.

I heard a clattering smack and i noticed a chair had toppled over, as stunned as i was i knew the chair hadn't fallen by accident.

"Wow. How did you do that?"

"The chair was mere child's play. The bit about kicking you out of my mind, that was more complicated."

"Could you perhaps describe it to me?"

"I don't know how to describe it exactly.

It's just something that happens whenever...I feel threatened...or in danger...or when I'm angry."

"Oh so you're threatened by me?"

I lightly challenged her with a smile.

"No". She darkly answered with soft secretive smile of her own.

"Are you...perhaps angry with me by any chance?"

"Anger does certainly help, yes".

"Anger clouds the mind and it inhibits it.

It makes the mind weaker and far more impulsive. It also can exhaust mental energy faster than any emotion.So you would be best if you didn't use that tactic in the future."

"I'll definitely keep it in mind."

"Well anyhow, i suppose that's enough for today...with the training...and it is after all rather late, so you may retire for the day...but before you go... I'm curious...did you pethaps have any family before you came here?"

She jut out her chin in defiance and she tightened her lips in a unpleasant sort of way.

"So are you an orphan perhaps?"

"I don't see how that's any of your business".

She was slightly insulted by this.

"You seem to forget we live in the same household."

I followed that off with a closed rather smug grin.

"Fair enough. No I didn't grow up with parents if you must know".

"Foster System?"

"No i was a bit of rebel. I always peferred to go solo anyway".

"So you're saying that you raised yourself?"

I couldn't help but display my amusement.

"Yes percisly. I raised myself".

She seemed to see the humor especially with her answer.

"How absolutely extraordinary.

Come now, let's be serious. After all you don't seriously expect me to believe that now do you?"

"I had a brother and he looked after me at least he used to".

"He used to? What happened to him?"

"I... don't know. He used to be around and now he's not".

"How odd. Is he still out there...do you think?

I mean...do you think he's still alive?"

"Oh definitely. I'm certain of it. When i said he used to be around to take care of me, i meant he's just not in my life anymore.

He never died, he was alive the last time i saw him, so i highly doubt that anything has happened to him".

"How do you know? I mean how can you be so certain?"

"Well when you spend alot of time with someone and you become considerably close to them, you form this strange unbreakable connection with them, so when something bad happens to them you just know. So if something wrong were to happen to him like death for instance i would know."

"You must have been really quite attached to him. I don't think I've ever had that with anyone...in my family. Oh nevermind that. Did this brother of yours have any special gifts?"

"He was gifted in many things. He was smarter than i was, not to mention taller, faster and alot stronger."

"Yes but did he have any telekinetic abilities?

Could he move things with his mind? Was he clairvoyant like you are?"

"No He wasn't clairvoyant. He could read people though and he had this weird knack to get people to do things.

All he had to do was say a certain word, look at people a certain way, they'd agree with him and then they'd walk away.

Sometimes he didn't have say anything and people would just...do what he wanted.

It scared me at times but that gift helped us get out of quite a few dangerous situations.

Why are you so intrested?"

"Oh well usually these kind of gifts are hereditary. So i was curious about your family history."

I have no idea what compelled me to say this but it just spilled out of my mouth like bitter coffee.

"You know i could help you find him if you wish".

"No. I doubt he'd want to see me".

"Allow me to elaborate a bit;when i said I'd help you find him, i meant that i can let you know where he is."

She smiled warmly up at me and through that smile she said " You disgust me".

"Okay I'll take that as a no."

There was a tight twinge of guilt building up in my chest.

She marched towards her room and just as she was about to cross the threshhold i called out to her.

"Look if you really want i can have it arranged for him to come here."

"Oh i wouldn't want for you outdo yourself.

I'm going to bed now, hopefully this time it will be forever. Probably won't happen but a girl can dream right?"

"Come now, you don't have to be that way.

Why is it that I always end up insulting you?

Why do you always end up insulting me?

I don't do anything that terrible but everytime i speak to you it seems you see me as some deplorable villain. Everytime i open my mouth you have something contemptable to say back to me.

Now you claim to me that you yet again wish you were dead rather than to stay here with me.

Let me tell you, those papers you saw on my desk, if i knew for a moment that i was supposed to sign them, i wouldn't have done it."

"Oh really and And why not?"

She was nearly nose to nose with me at this point, right in my face, ready to challenge me.

"Because I'm not a monster and i am not a villain like you think i am.

I happen to have a heart. I have sympathy for your situation honestly I do yet you're making it very difficult for me."

"Then why don't you just get rid of me if I'm so difficult?

Just think life would be so much easier without me.

I wouldn't be in your way, i wouldn't be here in your face, challenging you.

You wouldn't have to hear me insult you any longer, if i was out of your hair.

You'd be happy, unchallenged and forever content with your wealth and power and your reign would continue, without me.

Life as you know it would continue and go on as usual.

Get rid of me and your life will be normal again.

Get rid of me and all your troubles will go away.

You want me gone.

You want me to disappear.

All you have to do is snap your fingers, sign those papers and I'll be on my way, you'll never have see or hear from me ever again."

I clasped onto her wrists with my hands and drew her forcefully to the couch, yanking her down to seating position.

"I can't and I won't!

There's nothing you can do that will make me!

I don't want a normal life.

You can insult me and challenge me all you like but still i will not have you harmed.

You can be as angry and difficult as you want but still I'm not going to have you killed.

I know you're testing me and you're testing me for a reason.

I never knew what that reason was but i do now.

You're acting like this because you're in pain.

It's not the conventional pain, it's the pain you have when you have experienced some sort trauma.

The only reason you're doing all this,making all this fuss and provoking me is because you're suffering.

You're suffering from a broken heart.

Am i right?"

She didn't agree with me, she didn't respond, she didn't even answer me.

"Look i don't claim to know what you've been through. I haven't lived your life and I haven't walked in your shoes but i know heart break when i see it. It doesn't take an expert in psychology to come to that conclusion.

I don't have to be clairvoyant.

I don't even have to read your mind.

If I'm wrong you can prove me wrong.

Yet if I'm correct you don't want to die.

You're not even wishing for death.

You're just upset, just like i was.

It's easy to say things you don't mean when you're stressed, frusterated, angry or upset.

Believe me Death is not the solution."

"You said so yourself death was the ultimate escape. So death would solve everything".

"What? I never said that.

You don't know what you're saying.

Are you alright?"

There was something strange about her.

I couldn't quite place it until i noticed her eyes.

Her greyish blue eyes, were red,

Completly red. The iris and pupils were aglow with a unnatural red hue that i must admit quite scared me.

I waved my hand in front of her and she didn't even blink which suggested she was in some kind of trance.

Was this the same trance i had been in that aweful night?

What about all she said about death, had that been under a trance as well?

No her eyes had been normal then if i remember.

She was nose to nose with me, i could feel her intensity burning into me so all that raw emotion was far too intense to be a falsehood.

This must have just happened.

The question was how was i going to get her out of this?

Then i came up with an idea.

"Look at me Imagi. Well if you can't look at me at least listen.

So listen to me Imagi, those papers, the ones I was supposed to sign, well there's no chance of that ever happening, because those papers are gone.

I brought them here from my office and I had them burned. Yes you heard me, no i'm not joking, I'm not kidding, I'm not even clowing around, I took those papers and lit a match to them. You know what Imagi, i actually enjoyed it. I enjoyed watching them burn. I can't say why exactly but somehow i felt relieved for some reason.

Strangely enough it felt like i was doing the right thing.

It felt right at least i thought so."

I heard a soft sigh and a deep almost desparate gasp.

"That's because it was the right thing.

You were right to do that.

You're right even now.

I don't really want to die.

I just was so angry and upset just like you said.

The stuff about the trauma and the heart break...well you're not wrong.

I'm out of my funk now, so you can let go of me now".

I realized i was gripping onto to her shoulders instead of her wrists.

"Do you know how you got into that funk in the first place?"

"I'm not quite sure. It's just sort of signal i get at times.

Most of the time it's just a faint little ping in the back of my head.

I can ignore it most days and some days i can even make it go quiet.

I hear it speak sometimes, yet it's fuzzy like a out of tune transmission.

On very rare occasions is the voice clear, but when it becomes clear that's when the red comes bleeding into my eyes.

I can fight it though.

I'm probably the only one that can.

Yet for a moment there i couldn't.

It was terrifying.

I was told to say that i have no complaints but i refused.

Then those words about the great escape came out.

Then your voice drowned out the transmission.

Then i was free and i came back to reality again."

"Do you feel alright?"

I felt her forehead to see if she had a temperature.

"You know you do feel quite warm.

I think you should lie down and get some rest".

"I'm fine. I just have a tiny headache.

Nothing too serious".

A headache.

Why did that sound familiar?