3. Jasmine
Ten years on my own, and now I was ready to join others.
I stepped out into the open, out of the protective grasp of darkness.
Four kids were trying to start a fire. I whispered words with no meaning to humans, and a fire grew up in front of them. I walked forward, letting my cropped black hair swing in the breeze. I let my wings hang behind me, even though the wind ruffled my jet-black feathers.
One by one, the kids looked up at me. The tall blonde girl was the first. Her skin was pale and freckled. She was the emotion-reader. Even after all my observing, I still didn't know their names.
The shorter girl with reddish hair turned. I knew her well enough, the "invisible" one. She laughed a lot with her friend, called Nana.
Nana and the boy didn't have gifts, as far as I knew. And neither of them could fly as gracefully as I could. But I knew I had to be here.
I needed the other Dark Angels.
The boy stood up, and held out his hand. I was afraid to touch it, but I did. He smiled.
"Hello, Jasmine. Welcome to our clan."
The blonde girl smiled, and moved over, making room for me to sit down.
"That is Scarlett, Freddi, Nicole Ann, and I'm John," the boy told me.
The one called Nicole Ann frowned. "It's Nana. Don't you dare call me Nicole."
"I'm Jasmine," I told them.
Freddi pointed at the fire. "You did this, am I right?"
I nodded, and whispered more fire-words. The flames danced higher, and then formed a circle with nothing in the middle. "I can manipulate fire."
Nana looked enchanted, Freddi apprehensive. John nodded, whispering something to Scarlett, who just told me, "Welcome."
3. Jasmine
Ten years on my own, and now I was ready to join others.
I stepped out into the open, out of the protective grasp of darkness.
Four kids were trying to start a fire. I whispered words with no meaning to humans, and a fire grew up in front of them. I walked forward, letting my cropped black hair swing in the breeze. I let my wings hang behind me, even though the wind ruffled my jet-black feathers.
One by one, the kids looked up at me. The tall blonde girl was the first. Her skin was pale and freckled. She was the emotion-reader. Even after all my observing, I still didn't know their names.
The shorter girl with reddish hair turned. I knew her well enough, the "invisible" one. She laughed a lot with her friend, called Nana.
Nana and the boy didn't have gifts, as far as I knew. And neither of them could fly as gracefully as I could. But I knew I had to be here.
I needed the other Dark Angels.
The boy stood up, and held out his hand. I was afraid to touch it, but I did. He smiled.
"Hello, Jasmine. Welcome to our clan."
The blonde girl smiled, and moved over, making room for me to sit down.
"That is Scarlett, Freddi, Nicole Ann, and I'm John," the boy told me.
The one called Nicole Ann frowned. "It's Nana. Don't you dare call me Nicole."
"I'm Jasmine," I told them.
Freddi pointed at the fire. "You did this, am I right?"
I nodded, and whispered more fire-words. The flames danced higher, and then formed a circle with nothing in the middle. "I can manipulate fire."
Nana looked enchanted, Freddi apprehensive. John nodded, whispering something to Scarlett, who just told me, "Welcome."