Something My Mind Made Up

13. Why?

"Why did you guys give me such a shit ability?" I asked and Ezra looked at me curiously.

"Shit ability?"

"Everyone has something cool, Jessie talks to the dead, Maynard can fly, Nora can go through stuff, Rip can teleport, Luna has healing abilities, Sebastian can cause fire and control it, Gemma can control earth stuff, Aaliyah can read and control minds, Alethea has hella accuracy and Archie can move things with his mind, Rome controls blood. Me? I make smoke and choke on it."

"With time, you won't choke as much. And see? You're already getting the hand of manipulation. Soon, you'll make them solid. That way you can make ladders, a wall, steps, even usable daggers. Until then, follow me."

He stood up and walked into the house. I got up and followed him.

He took out some keys and looked through them.
He stopped at s door and grabbed a plain old key.

After scanning his hand, typing in a code I didn't see and putting the key in, he opened the door.

"Whoa..." I walked in after him and saw a large variety of weapons.

I walked over to a case of blades and stared in awe.

"These are what I was thinking for you."

I pulled my eyes away from the glass case and saw Ezra pulling out two suitcases, one medium sized and a long skinny one.

He placed them on the table and I eagerly opened the medium one.

Two black daggers sat inside.

"They're beautiful..." I whispered and picked one out of the cushion.

I ran my finger over the blade and watched the blood run down my finger.

"Amazing..."

"There's also this one."

I looked into the other suitcase.

"Is that a fighting staff?"

"A Bo staff." Ezra nodded.

"These are mine?" I looked up in awe.

"If you can learn to use them."

"Cool!"

"I'll teach you how to use them tomorrow.

I yanked my hands away as he shut the suitcase and locked them.

"Until then, go to bed."

"But it's only 8!"

"We're leaving at 5 am."

"Wait what?"

"You all are going to watch us in action."

"You mean, you guys are gonna be fighting against The Academy? Who's fighting?"

"Lantern, Chip, Bird and I."

"Cool, what weapon do you use?"

"My hands."

"Boo, boring."

I turned and ran as he threw one of the suitcases at me.

I didn't stop running till I got to my room and locked the door.

I don't think he chased me, but just to make sure, I ran.

I huffed from the speed and distance I ran, smoke coming out with every breath.

God damn it, it tastes like shit.

I took a shower and got into my pjs.

But I couldn't sleep.

Who the hell can sleep at 8?

Especially when you usually sleep at 2 am.

I don't know what time I fell asleep, but my phone buzzed at 4:30.

"Ugh..."

I got up and stopped.

"What the?"

I looked at the suitcase on my bed and gasped.

"My babies!"

I ripped it open and frowned.

"What the hell are you?"

"It's your uniform."

I screamed and Ezra jumped out of the corner as sharp spikes of smoke flew his way.

It was to dark to see Ezra, but the voice told me it was him.

"How did you get into my room!? It was locked!"

"It's just a lock, I've entered much harder places."

I threw a pillow at him and he caught it.

"Get the hell out of my room!"

"We haven't tested it yet, but there's a mask that will push oxygen into your lungs as you push smoke out. We'll test it after the mission."

"So I don't wear it to the fight?"

"No. Just leave it for now."