Annabelle

I can’t breathe.

I can’t move.

I can’t think.

All I feel is panic and unwavering dread, for something. 

I sit up gasping and shaking. What was that feeling? I almost fall out of the tree, I was so focused on what that feeling was, I forgot I didn’t go home. I try to steady my breathing, but the feeling does not go away. Is this some sort of new power? I dont think a lot of chosen ones have the power of Foreshadowing, or seeing the future. The most famous Chosen one I can think of who has it is Marnie Blackwell, and her power is so strong and so accurate that it drove her partially insane. I’m not sure if this is a power I actually want. Maybe I just suddenly have anxiety? But I never have really felt panicked or particularly anxious, I just don't care enough about most things to feel anxious about them. Also this feeling isn’t directed towards anything. I know my parents will be enraged by me not coming home until this morning, but they are always finding things to be mad at me about, and I just honestly dont care.

I suppose I should go home and make sure everything is good and at least tell my dad what is going on. We’ll see if he listens. 

I walk back to our house, it's still dark as it is quite early, so I’m not going to miss school, or be late.. probably. That may be my saving grace when I get back. As I made it closer to home the feeling faded abruptly. Which almost guaranteed that it was a new power developing. Typically whenever I got a new power it would happen randomly and I would have to learn how to make it happen when I wanted it to and stop when I wanted it to. 

I enter the door greeted by my father who probably sensed my prescience. 

“Dad, is something wrong?” I blurt out, maybe I should have worded that differently.

“The only thing wrong is the fact that you neglected to return home last night” my father quickly retorts

“I was out training! Besides, I was told to leave, no one ever said when to come back!”  my father sighs and runs his hand through his black hair, if he and shadow were both men they would look almost exactly the same.

“Annabelle.. We were worried about you.” he says looking down. I grit my teeth.

“Sure you were.” I reply snarkily. My father quickly looks up and his eyes pierce into mine.

“Excuse me??” He questions. I look away and curse me and my big mouth, for causing myself more problems. After a moment he shakes his head and sits down. The silence is very loud between us. He eventually gestures for me to sit with him. I hesitate before sitting on the couch near him.

“Your mom and I are very proud of you Annabelle, we love you and we are so impressed with how strong you have become.” I lower my eyes, sometimes it really doesn't feel like that. He looks around.

“ I know it doesn't seem fair, everything. Controlling your appearance and hiding your powers. It's hard to explain, but we are afraid if the higher ups will see your differences,something might happen to you. No one has ever had inhuman appearances, excluding our wings, and the forms we can turn into. But your purple eyes and your hair that turns more blue and purple as it grows, are not something that happens to chosen ones. Your mother and I have been trying to learn more, and look into anything similar to your case. We don't want to risk anyone seeing your abnormalities until then.” He looks at me and I look down. 

“Is it really that bad?” I ask. And he responds with a nod. He puts his hand on my shoulder.

“I know it is unfair to you and I am so sorry, but please hang in there, okay?” I nod my head. He grins 

“Now get ready for school okay? I half smile and walk to my room to get ready.