"Yes, I am. So, are you going to bring me to the cage of doom?" I asked while feeling my inner parts tremble. But trying to keep my composure from the outside.
"Hell no. I am not going to bring you there. I'm going to bring you to S.H.I.E.L.D." he replied with a chuckle.
"What? Why? Where?" I asked with a bit of a rush. I got confused and questioned with what he just said.
"Whoa, slow down. You'll be my apprentice. I've never seen a talent like yours before. You're skills is kind of rare now. I'll enhance it and we can fight together. What's your name again?" he said while reaching his hand towards mine.
"Hayley, Hayley Parkinson. Apprentice? I'm a mutant. What if S.H.I.E.L.D. finds out?" I asked while he grabs my hand and shakes it.
"They never will. Just don't use it and I will be there with you all the way. Don't worry I will protect you." he said while grabbing his bow and arrow from my back. He added, "And what's your mutation." He grabbed my hand insisting me to walk with him.
"I am telekinetic. And I can heal myself and other people. That explains why you're healed. I almost died" I replied while I looked at his face to see his reaction as we walked towards the dark forest.
"Telekinetic huh. And thanks for healing me. Almost died?"
"Yes. When I heal other people, I absorb their pain. It's good you only had bruises and scratches. And by the way, why do you need an apprentice? You're still young."
"When we reach 20, which is my age right now, we are required to have one or two apprentices. To be our assistant and the future us."
"I'll be the future Hawkeye? A mutant Hawkeye. Seriously Clint?"
"Don't worry." he said with a grin while wrapping his arm around me and placing it on my shoulder.
We walked around the forest as he told me about S.H.I.E.L.D. and I told him about mutants. I felt protected and secure when I was with him. He seemed very kind and trustful. I wanted to join him but what about my school, I can't just leave. I explained to him my situation and he understood. He told me to come back the same place where we met tomorrow and tell me what I've decided. He gave mea hug and left.
I walked towards our house and my mind can't stop thinking about it. Making decisions is the worst thing that could ever happen in my life. I hate decision-makings, it cracks me up. When I arrived home my younger sister, Catherine was sitting down on the couch watching television and eating chips.
"Hey, how was your day?" she asked me the usual question I would ask her because usually I come first.
"Bad." I replied while I headed to my room.
Our house was small. It actually looked like a one floor cottage, which is full of plants because of Catherine. When you enter the house. First you'll see the living room with the fireplace then straightforward is the dining room and kitchen. To the right from the main door are three doors; my room, Catherine's room and the bathroom. Small but it's still home. My Uncle Howard lived in the city and he told us to live here so we would be near our school. He said that this was the first house of our parents.
I tossed my bag and immediately lay down on my bed. My mind was boggled. I have no idea what to do tomorrow. I was screaming and doing tantrums when Catherine entered my room.
"Hayley. Calm down. Your favorite show is up." she said as I went directly to the couch in the living room.
She sat down beside me while I stared at the television with a neutral expression. "So, what's wrong." she asked while handing me chips.
"Everything. Umm. Catherine, what do you do when you need to decide between two choices that seem impossible to let go?" I asked her while getting a chip from the bag.
"I don't know. Well, situations like that I guess are hard but through concentration you would find the answers when you follow your heart." she answered while I looked at her with awe.
"Nice words for 12 year old girl." I replied while pinching her cheek hard and firm.
"Even though your 17 doesn't mean you can pinch me like that!" she screeched as she pinched my cheek harder.
After my favorite show was done I fixed myself and hugged Catherine a goodnight. The moment I lay down on my bed, all I could think about is the decision that will make me who I am.
