The Clashings: INJECTIONS

Chapter One

There can't be one word to describe what I've been going through, unless that one word is jumbled up with many other words. My whole life I've been told lies, I'm never sure when I'll see the truth. I only know so much about this one subject. It just starts to drive me straight into insanity.

I sat at the musty old train station in who knows where, England. I was waiting for someone. Someone who I was positive wasn't going to show up. That one year ago, I told him to meet me at the first train station, it would be a good way to be hidden. Maybe he just went to the wrong one... or he just didn't come. The person doubted me a lot in my life, that's why I was sure he wasn't going to show up.

"Biege" a deep voice said.

My eyes flashed and widened a bit, he did show up. My doubts about him were totally wrong. I turned my head around and looked behind me "CADE!"

I got up from the bench as excitement fluttered through me. I threw my suitcase, on the ground and it skidded across the concrete. I ran up to him and jumped into his arms, giving him the biggest hug ever. He squeezed me back and then gave me a surprising kiss, like always. I kissed back realizing it was one of the happiest moments I've had in weeks.

We pulled apart, the boy who was my best friend, and my boyfriend, gently let me go, I was confused for a small moment. But then I realized as he was casually walking away, he went to get my suitcase that skidded across the floor. He picked it up then looked up from the ground, grinned at me riotously and held out his other hand to me. My face turned red from blushing as I took it, gripping his hand nimbly. He smiled, grateful we were FINALLY together. We headed across the street into a little diner. There were a few old couples inside but that was about it.

I sat in a booth a few other booths away from the door and he sat on the other side. The booth seats were uncomfortable, but I didn't care. I was with Cade and that's all that mattered.

A few minutes in there I noticed the diner we were in smelled like old people, coffee and a hint of peppermint. As I looked around, it seemed like the place was racecar themed. I raised an eyebrow at Cade. This is where he wanted to have our conversation? This is where he wanted us to 'catch up'?

"Really?" I quietly complained.

Cade just let out a small chuckle, thinking the fact that we were in a racecar diner, in England was funny. I shook my head at him, Cade was always a smart-alecky guy. I missed that since we'd been apart. In a few seconds, he and I had gotten silent. Finally, in a breathless manor, he spoke.

"Biege," He said, his blue icy eyes looking at me showing the seriousness in his face.

"Cade" I said back at him, in the same expression he was giving me. My hazel eyes stared at his, and my heart nearly stopped beating from how happy I was.

He kept his serious expression, but I couldn't hold mine any longer and I started to laugh. "I want to hear your story." He said. "This is why we're here. Stop trying to avoid it. Tell me what happened."

My smiled faded into a frown. I swallowed hard and I set my hands on the table, then Cade reached his hands across the table and grabbed mine holding them for a few moments. A blue streak crossed my eyes and he surprisingly tugged back quickly, dropping my hands viciously.

"OW." He gasped.

Horror filled my face, what I didn't want to happen, happened. I bit my lip in frustration. "Cade, I'm sorry. You know I'm sorry." I said quickly to him.

Cade took a shaky breath, "I know, I know. Its fine, you're still not used to them.... Are you?"

I shook my head in disappointment, I looked at the ground now a bit sad.

"It's okay Biege" Cade said, trying to calm me down. "Just, tell me what happened. At least that's what you can do for me, since I haven't seen you in a year"

I nodded, agreeing with him. That is what I should do, but I really didn't want to, my story brought back so many memories, sad memories but happy ones too. I've been on the run since I was twelve. I'm fifteen now. Holding back tears, I started to speak. I started to tell Cade my story from the beginning.

"Your fathers dead, your mothers dead, you have no relatives. Where do you think you are going to go?"

"Anywhere, as long as you don't know about it" I scowl.

"Well, Well, Well, Biege" Maria, my 'babysitter' or Nanny would usually say when I was in trouble. She said it, obviously, I was in trouble.

Maria and the rest of her 'demons' killed my family, or I'm super sure that's what happened. I would tell the police, but Maria would make them believe her and not me. My life sucked right now because I was 'A Special One' whatever that may mean. So now she's after me.

I threw my blue backpack over my shoulder and turned and walked out. The screen door slammed behind me. Maria said she was giving me 3 weeks to hide myself before they would come looking for me, and my powers. I don't understand why she want's to play hide and seek. Does Maria think life is just a fun little Monopoly game?

Anyhow, before this all happened, about the time I turned ten, I started to get headaches, stomach aches and just random body aches. I was just getting really sick, with everything, the doctors had no idea what was wrong with me. One day, when I was better, my mom made me furious because she wouldn't let me go on a school fieldtrip. A lot of anger grew in me and I somehow electrocuted her. I felt horrible about it, and then it started to get even worse.

I had to stay home for 2 weeks once because I was sweaty and aching and stuck in bed. I was sick, once again. My mom told the school, I had a hazardous disease, but she didn't know what was going on with me. But sometimes I had a feeling that she had a hunch.

Now, none of that matters anymore. But since I ran away from Maria, for three months, I've been hiding in a runaway shelter. I was surprised she still hasn't found me. It's kind of easy to see that I would be at a shelter for minors who ran away from their homes. I was a runaway like everyone else here, just a bit different. All of us are family though and we kind of take care of each other. No one would think a tiny city in Ohio would take care of each other as well as we did. Some of us have talents, skills or we're just plain creative. No one had skills like I had though, until I met Cade.

He was sitting at a table, messing with playing cards. He didn't seem very social, and he didn't seem to want anyone by him. But I wanted to get closer, and see what he was doing with the cards. From my view, it looked like he was doing a card trick, but he wasn't. He would lift the card into the air, and gracefully let go of it, keeping it still in the air for a few seconds. His hand would move back a bit and his eyes would stay focused on it. No one noticed what he was doing because he really didn't seem to be doing anything weird. You would have to watch it a few times to finally realize it.

I wandered even closer to him, he didn't notice me yet, but I inched closer and closer and I still watched him. Cade kept on pulling his hand back and letting the card float in the air. Finally, I got close enough and confronted him. "You- You're" I stuttered. "Like me."

The card suddenly jerked and fell, he quickly turned his head staring straight at me. He acted like he had nothing to say. That's when I brought both my hands to my center and clapped them together. Slowly, I pulled them apart from each other and a tiny ball of white and blue electricity the size of a baseball floated there.

Cades eye's flashed with fear and worry. He pressed my hands down and whispered real quietly. "Are they coming for you too?'