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A Sister's Tears
This is my diary and I am writing this here in relation to what has happened in the last few days. I was told that if I wrote down my feelings and some of my other thoughts that perhaps the pain of my brother leaving me would ease. I don't know about that but Ms. Grey is the doctor and not me. All that I do know is that my brother left and I have a emptiness in me now. I miss him so much that it hurts and this I hope works in the easing of my pain.
I was a girl who had a brother who didn't even know I existed. Even back then when he thought that I was just his cousin it hurt me to see him treat me as a cousin and not as his sister. I started to hate my brother then because at the time I had no idea that he had been told that I was his cousin.
All those years I hated him without even knowing that he didn't know that I was his sister. In all that time I later learned that I was a mutant. A mutant with a ability to absorb energy from physical blows. If someone hit me then I could absorb that energy and keep myself from being hurt. Later I learned that the energy I absorbed I could use to enhance my physical abilities such as my speed and strength for a short time.
I was just a girl who didn't understand that what my parents had done was for my own good. They had given me away so that I could be safe from the government and only one of their children would have to be a weapon. There was a problem with that though. They hadn't counted on my brother Jarek leaving when he found out that he was a mutant. He had run and that meant that I was to take his place without realizing that I was going to be just a puppet.
My life changed after Jarek ran away from home. I was taken from my aunt and uncle and given back to my birth parents. They told me that they loved me and had given me away only to protect me and now that Jarek was gone then there was no reason form me to worry.
My family made sure that I had everything that I ever wanted and it was like living in a dream. I loved my new life because my parents were making up for the time that they hadn't spent with me. I was glad that my brother had ran away and at the time I had hoped that he would never show up and interfere with my happy life. I was glad for him being gone.
Then I found out after, I learned I was a mutant that the government wanted to train me in place of my brother. I was ecstatic. I was glad that they had thought that I was better than my brother for what they wanted and I took to what they wanted me to do with abandon.
They were training me to be their weapon, their assassin. I was trained in hand to hand combat as well as in the use of many different weapons. I learned the hand to hand combat pretty quick but the weapons were not for me. I just couldn't see myself using a gun even though I can and do know how to use one. I just don't think that I could kill someone. They were working on me though trying to make me just a cold killing machine and yet they failed in their mission which I am grateful for.
I was a girl who was doing what it took at the time to make my parents happy or at least that is what I thought until later I found out that they were being forced to make me go learn all that. At the time though I was doing what they wanted for myself because I though I was more important than Jarek.
I started to get older then and I found out that I was considered beautiful by many of the guys at school. It was at that time that the new guy who also happened to be the jock of the school asked me out. I was happy again and I said that I would go out with him. My life was great at that point. Up to that point there was not much that was going on.
I was just going to my classes to learn the ways of the assassin but other than that my life was quiet. Even after I learned that I was a mutant my parents didn't seem surprised and they weren't scared of me because I was their little girl. They loved me no matter what I was and that made me feel special.
I had friends galore and I loved my life at that point in time. I had the best boyfriend and had more friends than I had ever had. I was being trained in the art of war which also made me feel special. I was on top of the world. I was just fourteen years old at the time. My life was going great until the government decided to find out just how much I had learned. They tested me and I hated that test.
I remember that test to this day. I was just leaving school when a black limo pulled up and a man steeped out who was wearing all black with a white coat pulled on over the cloths. He bade me enter the limo and when I hesitated he showed me that he was a member of a special branch of the government. He was a member of the branch of the government that I was being trained to join and so I thought it best to go with him.
I was frightened because I had no idea what they wanted me for or what they were going to do to me. Even though I was full of fear I tried not to show it. I moved to the limo and entered it and the man said that he would let my parents know where I was.
They took me to a building somewhere in the surrounding countryside outside of Omaha. It was in this building that I was told that I was going to be tested on what I had learned for the last couple of years. They were going to give me a job and if I failed then I would be killed. I was terrified at that moment but I knew that I couldn't fail in the mission because I wanted to live. I was scared of death and so I nodded my head at them and the man smiled.
"Now then I will tell you what it is you are to do my little puppet," the man almost hissed. "You are going to go into the city and kill for me a an by the name of Derek Histle. He is a man who is from another country and is here as a representative of that country. In truth though he is an assassin sent here to kill some of our scientists. You must kill him tonight and not be seen doing it my puppet."
"I will do what I must," I said in a meek voice for at that time I knew that I was just that a puppet and for the first time in my life I wondered if Jarek my brother hadn't done the right thing in running away. I shook my head furiously at that thought. I wasn't going to give my worthless brother any bit of the doubt. He ran out on me and my family and I never wanted to see him again. I would also not be in the mess that I was in if he hadn't run so in fact I felt that it was all his fault.
My brother had left knowing that I would have to take his place and do the things that he was supposed to do and at that moment I hated him more than ever. Yes brother I hated you for that. That night I got my first taste of what dealing death was and I didn't like it. I found the man coming out of a hotel and I followed him out into the countryside where he went to a small run down shack that was on a road that was nothing more that a farmer's truck tracks.
I had to run behind his vehicle and the only reason that I could accomplish that was because before I left the men that gave me the job had hit me again and again and told me that I would need all the energy that they had given me. I used it to make myself fast enough to follow the vehicle and yet stay out of sight.
I moved up to the door of the place that he was at and peered inside. Just as I looked around the sill of the door a knife flashed at me. I moved out of the way quickly and the knife landed harmlessly behind me somewhere. The man moved out of the building then and had a gun in his hand. He fired at me but with my enhanced speed I was able to dodge out of the way.
I ran up close to him and hit him but I hadn't increased my strength and so my punch wasn't that strong and the man just laughed at me as he hit me square in the head with the butt of his gun. Pain exploded in my head but most of the force of the blow my body absorbed. The man hit me again and again and each time my body absorbed most of the energy in each hit. I was on my knees and I channeled all of the energy he had hit me with into my strength so that I could hurt him.
I wanted to hurt him because he was laughing at me and said that before he killed me he would have some fun with me first. I felt my muscles tingle with suppressed energy I as channeled the energy into them. I looked up at him with blood covering my face from a cut above one eye. I stood up fast enough that it surprised him and threw a punch at his chest. I hit him with enough force that I felt his chest cave. I had broken his bones as if they were nothing more than dry kindling and then I pulled my hand free of where it was stuck to the man.
I didn't understand why my hand was stuck until I looked closely at him. At the time I had thought that I had just knocked him unconscious but I hadn't. As I peered at him I noticed that there was a hole in his chest where I had hit him. I looked down at my hand then and it was covered in blood and had a couple of cuts where his broken bones had scraped across my hand.
I was stunned at first I can remember. I just stood there looking down at my blood-covered hand unbelieving. Then I realized what I had done. I was sick and I bent over and emptied my stomach on the ground. I wiped my mouth and that was when I tasted blood and heaved again. I hurt all over but I returned to the place where I was taken to receive my instructions. Once there I told the man who called me his little puppet that I had done what he had wanted and that I was going home.
I went home and my parents didn't ask where I had been but I had the feeling that they knew where I had been. I was glad when they didn't treat me any different and just treated my like their daughter and not like the person I was becoming.
I was afraid of what I thought I was becoming. I cried myself to sleep that night. I never wanted to kill someone again and what was more I wasn't asked to again. They just continued to train me. I felt that they were training for a special mission and I was dreading finding out what it was.
They told me though in due time. It was about three weeks before my brother came and found me. They said that I was being trained for a very special mission and that only I could accomplish that mission. "What is the mission," I asked dreading the answer and yet strangely excited at the same time. Since it was a mission that only I could accomplish was something that tugged at my curiosity.
"Your mission is to kill your brother. He has become a problem and must be eliminated," the man said as if the mission was one that they gave out everyday. I was stunned by that statement to say the least. More stunned than I had ever been in my life before.
To hate my brother was one thing but to be told I had to kill him that was quite another. I couldn't believe it. He was my brother! I couldn't kill him no matter how much I hated him and then I remembered that killing was not my strong point anyway. That was when the man said, "As before if you fail in your mission you die and this time so does your boyfriend."
"You can't," I screamed in his face but he just stood there. It took them a week to convince me to kill my brother but they did. They told me that he was evil and that he had to be stopped for the good of the nation. I started to believe them but I never truly wanted to kill him I just didn't think that I could kill the brother that had never shown me affection and had never loved me.
Even though I hated him he was still family and I couldn't just kill him. Then the day came when I found out that I was being followed. The man was good I had to give him that for I had a hard time knowing where he was at and other such. He was just good and with my training was the only reason I had noticed him in the first place.
I lured him into a trap and that was when I found out who he was. The man who had been following me for a week or so was really Jarek my brother. I was stunned but I had been trained to show no emotion for it led to weakness and that was something that I couldn't have. I needed to kill Jarek and I would do my job for 1 life was better than giving up two.
I found out just how dangerous my brother was when my boyfriend attacked him and Jarek easily disposed of him. Then something happened and I found myself learning that my boyfriend really worked for the government and he was put in my school to watch over me. It was a shook but not as big a one as finding out that my brother had found me because he wanted to be my brother.
I had almost laughed at that. Now he wanted to be my brother when he knew that he was going to die. That was rich but then he had said that he had never been told that I was his sister and that he had been told that I was nothing but his cousin and so he had treated me as such.
I melted then and knew deep down that he was telling me the truth. Then he was attacked and fought back. They government really wanted him dead and he just wouldn't die for them. My boyfriend was worthless and I didn't care if they killed him since I had failed.
My brother had found me and I was going to kill him. It made me sick inside and yet he didn't hold it against me. He even seemed to understand and tried to ease my pain. He then went home with me and met our parents for the first time in years. He seemed like he enjoyed meeting them but I soon found out that one couldn't tell what my brother was feeling unless he wanted you to know.
Then my brother brought me here where I now have so many friends and a boyfriend that I love. A boyfriend who treats me like I have always wanted to be treated. My friends are the best and I have a second family here. The problem is that Jarek my brother isn't here with me now.
We had good times when he was here even though many things happened that he thought were his fault. He fought for all of us and was willing to die for us and now he left for us. He has left me here with a wound in my heart that won't heal because he is my brother and he isn't around to be my brother.
After that last battle Logan said my brother flew away with wings of pure white light on his back. I don't understand why he left but I know that I miss him and I am not the only one. I love brother and I wish that you would come back to us.
Andrea closed her book and sighed heavily. She put her head down on her arms which she crossed in front of her on the book. She closed her eyes and started to cry. They tears pooled on her diary and her body was wracked by the sobs. She cried herself to sleep that night and the only person who knew was Kitty.
Kitty watched the tears fall down her friends face and felt her own tears join with those of Andrea. Kitty missed Jarek too and there was nothing that she could do about it. He had saved them all one last time and yet he said they were safer if he wasn't around. Kitty walked back to her room as the tears left a wet trail on the floor.