HELLO PPL. I'm back from under the schoolworks. This week has been stressful and I still need to do things and sleep. :| I hope this chapter won't disappoint. Silent readers, send me some comment there, hmkay?
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9: Reîncarnarea
“You knew this all along.” I accused Andrew, moving towards the wall. Cold sweat dripped on my nape, shivers running down my spine. The things that Irene has shown me is unbelievable, yet realistic at the same time. Fire mixed with blood rushed in my veins, as if waking my physical body from the sleeping truth.
“No.”“I do.” Irene answered, walking towards my direction. My back is resting at the wall. I could feel my heart beating frantically, as if sensing danger from these two people.
“You set me up.” I shifted my gaze around. The sense of escape came to me as I was looking for some protective material. There is the bronze shield and a baseball bat. Sadly, they are out of my reach.
“We don’t mean you any harm.” Andrew’s breath tingled my neck. I fought the urge to life my hand and slap his face. Harm? Do you think I’m going to believe the lies you’re feeding me? I am not an idiot, for Pete’s sake! Do you think cornering me is no harm?
“Like I’m going to believe that crap.” Andrew blinked, his face a few centimeters always from mine. If he is going to something that shouldn’t be done, he will definitely receive a hard shot. But I am wrong.
He rested his forehead on mine, and opened his eyes wide. The blue in his eyes slowly changed to a different color – the blue slowly lightened, and green seeped from the iris. From the green center, strings of chocolate brown scattered in his eyes. I don’t know why my eyes are so clear. I could see the change in his eye color, even the microscopic ones.
‘You can see them, I know you do.’ His voice have spoken of the truth, and I said yes telepathically. His eyes lowered, and his body pulled back.
“Why can’t you accept the fact that you’re one of us?” She tapped my shoulder before going to the door.
“And Andrew?”“Yes?”
“I told you I was right about the second chance.” Irene winked before mouthing a
‘See you’.
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“What do you think about the abilities you have?” Andrew asked while leading the way. After finding our way out of the storage room, he talked about the background and everything about our kind.
“They call us the Suflete Vechi, Romanian for old souls. Reîncarnarea, beings that were born repeatedly in different physical appearances, blend to the society easily because their supernatural side is not revealing.” He explained. Suflete Vechi. Reincarnarea. The fascination leveled up, making me jumpy inside. I have this gut feeling that I’m going to like what I really am.
“Really blend? You think we blend? We have this uncanny ability to observe things in a nearer view, our swift reflexes, the way we suddenly freeze. You think that’s blending?” Rolling my eyes, I passed by his side to take a closer look at the paintings by the wall. It shows the past six generations, and the old souls that were alive during that time.
“We train to control what we can do. And we act inconspicuously when we’re not in our land.”“Our land?”“This place. From the place where the greenness of the trees darkens, there is this invisible barrier that protects our kind. Nobody could enter this realm but us.” He pointed to another picture which looked like a meadow after drizzle. At the center were two couples. Looks like it’s a stolen shot.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”“Yes it is. Such a sight must be seen by everyone.”“But you’re..” He looked away, a hint of red glazed in his cheek.
“I am what?”“Nothing.” I didn’t push him. Patting his arms lightly, I whispered to his ear.
“You have to tell it to me next time.” I heard his gulp, making me repress a smug smile.
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“How does it feel?”
“Feel about what?”“Knowing things that you never thought are true. Actually, I thought you’re going to give us a hard time.” I was now with James, standing at the balcony. It is late afternoon, and the staffers are advancing on the final touches. Old souls move too fast, I didn’t notice them until the decorations are placed.
The place will be lighted with white candles. White is the color motif for every revelation night because it speaks of purity. This revelation thing has been added for the young not to be shocked by what they will know. Shock, eh? If you’re a true old soul, you’d feel the real essence of being one.
“To tell you the truth, it scared me. Not the eerie-goosebumps type. I was scared of the fact that I’m not normal.” Normal is a foreign word to me. I am not normal back in the city, because a sword is above my head, hanging there and threatening to fall when I make the wrong decision. This escape, I thought this is going to be my chance to live as a simpleton. Guess I am not meant to be normal.
“Everybody gets scared when the truth is revealed, but you’ll grow out of that. Training will help you adjust. And you, my dear sister, you are a strong old soul.” He smiled before slinging his arm over my shoulder. The brotherly bond we have, whatever it is, shone and enveloped us. The wariness I used to feel towards him has been gone.
“James. I just want to know. How come did you become my brother?”“Well, you have been reincarnated as my sister six times. I got used to it.” He shrugged, thinking his reason is silly. Hey, I read thoughts now.
“Why now, you’re not even connected to me? The old souls of this generation aren’t even connected with each other in a familial way.” I asked. A dark look crossed his features, and his forehead crumpled.
“James?” I called out.
“It’s not the time to tell. Let not that bad news dampen your spirits. For now, you must be introduced, and your mate shall be known to you.” Pulling me easily inside, James walked and went on with other facts. I guess being an old soul isn’t as good as I think.
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