The hidden people of the gifted

Chapter 7

'Saber!???'
I looked at the door as a man with Silver and black hair walked in

"good morning everyone" he said with a smile 'he has mums silver hair!' A boy around my age stood next to him Black hair and piercing Dark blue eyes "Enzo how have you been?" I herd Kayla greet him a few other kids were here as well most around my age everyone greeted one another

"Enough with the greetings everyone we have plenty of time for that later" Saber well I guessed he was he had mums blue eyes as well! "So let's discuss the first thing the strangers" Saber said with a tight smile "What were a bunch of kids doing out in the forest" all eyes were on us "we're do you come from?" "The lab" Miles said with a frown "the lab?" "The lab that the humans made" Zack exclaimed "shh" I told him and he sat down upset 'I'll apologise later' I thought more important things here "what do you know about the lab?" Saber asked "why do you wish to know?" Miles looked at him suspiciously"we want to know there next move" Saber nodded his head

"I don't know much I wasn't there for long" Miles shrugged "then who has?" Saber asked looking at the four of us up and down "out of all of us the longest would be Elysia" Miles nodded to me 'idiot you're doing this on purpose because of what I told you last night' I frowned at him he smiled at me "So Elysia is you're name hmm?" Saber asked "ah yes" I nodded "how long have you been there for?" 'Why do I feel like I'm being interrogated' I thought grimly

I felt a dark blue gaze land on me like it was pricing through my mind

I flinched "seven year's and a half" I muttered "do you know what they plan" he raised a brown "I know that they've accomplished the third major test which is probably the most dangerous" i nodded my head "do you know what the third test is?"

For some reason the words were just spilling out if my mouth..

"Yes" I replied "control chips my friend's life was taken because of it" I somehow felt myself pouring out the Information I could feel the dark blue gaze piercing through my head once again

'Could it be someone's gift?'

then there was an uproar people where exclaiming many things "impossible how could they figure that out!" Someone exclaimed "from what we know the two tests the tracker wrist band then the poison and now control chips may I ask though how do you know this?" Saber stared suspiciously 'he thinks I'm a spy most likely' now people were on defence

"being trapped there for seven years doesn't mean you take all the tests I've done the first two the first are done to everyone the second one is done to few I got it for trying to escape plotting with a friend and being a hygift I was meant to get the third one I'm pretty sure but we escaped before they could" I explained "plotting with a friend?" Miles looked at me "you never told me that" "it's the person they killed" I said bitterly "oh" Miles seemed to realise "yes" I said annoyed

"may I aske what you plotted out of curiosity?" Saber cut in

again something pierced my mind I turned to find blood at my feet blinked and found myself back in the room

'someone's making me speak!' I thought

as the words spilled out once again "plotted to escape of course and planned to free a few other kids on the way but it failed that's when we learnt they have mic's in the room's we figured out the humans plan everything out carefully the room arrangements as well I predict they let us get away" I said "wait they what!?" Aurora asked "why the hell didn't you tell us this" Mikes asked

'Because I never intended to tell you!' My thoughts raged 'it's just a hunch!'

"because it's only a thought now shut up and listen Jaspers death just now was a warning I'm guessing My friends death was as well you guys should be fine but Zack and me might be different" I tried to get my mouth to stop speaking

"what's this got to do with Zack?" Miles asked "Hygifts are not easy to get into you're possession especially since most of them are deceased like my parents I'm guessing they were hunted down I'm not sure about Zacks parents but I know about mine both my father and mother where hygift's and they both came from the-" I stood up shutting my mouth 'shit I nearly gave away my parents!' I thought 'I couldn't stop speaking there are things I didn't wish to speak off and the blood at my feet my darkest memories to keep me talking this is outrageous!'

twisting around to glare at the black haired boy named Enzo he met my gaze coldly "Enzo?" Saber asked I walked up to the black haired boy "may I ask what you think you're doing?" I said the black haired boy shrugged "using you're gift to get me to talk about things I don't wish to I'd rather not remember some stuff could you please stop before I burn you to a crisp?" I smiled tightly

"who my parents are is non of you're concern" "it will be if who I see is true" he replied I didn't flinch when his gaze met mine "oh yea and who is that?" I asked "you're parents are from here from what I know" he said "Enzo?" Saber said more calmly "you shouldn't be doing that stuff during a meeting" "shut up and lemme see something!" He exclaimed "who the hell is you're father?" He grabbed me by the shirt I looked at his deep blue gaze as I found myself in the middle of a fire he was still grabbing my shirt

"ELYSIA!" A voice echoed "stop that!" I exclaimed glaring at Enzo then looking around black hair Dark hot pink eyes 'dad' "I told you I don't want to remember this!" I staggered back wards when he let go of me "But that person is Xavier and the burnt lady is my mother!" Enzo exclaimed I froze...

'I have a brother?' 'Yes' 'why isn't he here?' 'He had to learn how to control his gift' 'will I ever meet him'

'is he still alive?'

'What's the point everyone's dead'

'Alex is gone' 'I'm gonna rot here''need to get out''there coming''can't go back''stop''no''don't kill him!'

'Mum!''you couldn't have killed him''escaping is usless'

'what's the point'

*blood*

It was on my hands at my feet the stench of blood filling my nose I couldn't breath

'No not back here not back here!'

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