Chapter 4
I turned around to see everyone gaping at me. “Alright, alright. No one has to gape at me. Plus, Jade is the one whose hands went through the seat! Anyway, Dad please tell us what is going on. We could use the information.” I said. My Dad sighed and ran his hand through his shaggy black hair.
“Sweetheart, I’ll tell you when we are safe, but right now we need to get somewhere else. They are still after us.” My Dad replied.
“That’s just it. Who are they? Dad, no one understands what is going on, so please tell us.” I retorted.
My Dad just crossed his arms and sternly scolded me, “Sapphire Marie Coalman, you will do as you are told.” I then straitened up and nodded. So did everyone else. “Good. Now, we will go somewhere safe and I will tell you what I know. Alright, young lady?” Again, I nodded. “Great, now follow me.” Involuntarily, we marched right behind him.
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“Fine, now we are in this tree house. Now, start talking Dad.” I grumbled, adjusting my sitting position. This place was so fancy shmancy. I don’t know if the six of us really fitted in.
My Dad sighed, looking 20 years older than he is. He ran his fingers through his dark brown hair, and closed his green eyes. “Alright, I will tell you. You and your friends are called Forgottens. It means that you were marked off as people who had their minds erased. Sapphire you can create and control fire. That’s why you are called a Sun. As for Jade, she is called a Ghost. Meaning, that she can go through stuff when she wants to, of course.”
“But, I didn’t want to go through the seat belt. And-“Jade commented. But my Dad raised his hand, and silenced her.
“I know, but that was a misfire. You know, because you aren’t properly trained. You weren’t even supposed to be alive long enough to be able to fully get your powers. The Hunters were supposed to eliminate you all by now. Christy, for example. She is a Hunter. That’s why she never tried to get along with you. She really is a nice girl. There must’ve been something you have been doing to keep her from terminating you.-“ My Dad explained, of course until someone jumped through a tree house window. Of course, it was Christy who jumped through the window.
“Hey, Dad? What are Hunters exactly?” I stuttered. I glanced at him and he was perfectly normal looking. In other words, he wasn’t frightened.
“Christy, you just LOVE ruining moments. Don’t you?” My Dad sighed. Christy smirked and put away her…claws? Ok, I know they call them cat fights when two girls fight, but this is ridiculous. “Now, please sit down. I still need to explain what Hunters are to them.”
Christy straightened herself and hissed, and I mean latterly hissed, “You can’t make me, old man.”
“We both know that I can make you,” my Dad sternly said. He glanced at her and ordered, “Now sit down, Christina Purr Mawl.” Christy sat down reluctantly. I stifled a laugh, but Christy must’ve heard and glared at me. But she stayed put. “Great, now Hunters are usually teens who get animal DNA mixed into them. Like Christy, for example, she got a bunny’s DNA mixed in her genes. Others, might have dog, horse, bird, those are interesting cause you turn into a bird, guinea pig, pig, etc., etc. So, you see? You all are part of a game. Sort of like a cat and mouse.” My eyebrows furrowed and rose.
“Wow, Dad, you’ve really gone crazy.” I laughed. I stood up, but I immediately sat back down. “Hey, Dad? Do you have a power?” I asked.
My Dad smiled and nodded, “All you have to do is guess what it is.”
I smirked at him. “Persuasion.” I guessed. My Dad’s eyes widened and he nodded. Everyone else stared at me. “What? He is persuasive.”
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