Forbidden Love

GROWING UP

Khristen P.O.V

Past tense

It was late December and it was really cold, bellow 10 actually. My parents and I were messing around, my dad was softly wrestling me and playing around and my mom was cheering me on saying "take him down Khris!" We were all laughing... I was 2 years old when it happened.

Our door was knocked down and men and women dressed in black came into my house. My parents were taken away from me, they were not only taken away but my dad was killed right before my eyes trying to fight them and protect me screaming and cursing at them... The last words he said to me was " Make them pay... make them pay..." And well, for my mom, she was, well gone, taken by a man in black, screaming to me, screaming for me yelling " I love you baby, and I will find you I promise, I will never stop thinking about you I love you!!!"... And as for me, I stood there in shock, I didn't know what to do... My parents were gone and strange people were in my house taking all of my stuff, nothing else except my stuff... Why? Why just my stuff?

I thought for a minute trying to process it all, but some how I couldn't get it through my mind about why they took my parents, why did they kill my dad and after about an hour of packing my stuff, for going, well, who knows where, they asked me if there was anything that I wanted, that they didn't already get and so, I walked around my house with a blank face and without emotion with two people following me and I point at all of the pictures of my family and my mom and my dad and me, I took every picture that I could find I don't know why I did I just wanted the memories.

And then I saw my parents room across the hall and I walked in and I took one more look at what would be called my parents room... I sat on there bed one last time and just looked around and I laid down smelt the sheets and then I walked around the room one last time and I felt a tear come down my face and then I wiped it of and walked out, back two the living room where my dad was once alive and now dead... Being taken from the living room in a body bag.

I never spoke another word for that whole month, I ate so little... I was torn apart and at three and a half I started my training, I found out that I had these powers that, my parents apparently had them too... My mom, she had teleportation and my dad, he had super strength. Me, well I was only discovering one power at a time, but the first power I had I discovered 2 months after I was in training was super speed.

I almost forgot to mention, I live in a foster home basically, except with people with powers like me and I was with a "class" with people who were 2 years older than me because when I started my training I was the youngest recruit so they had to put me with the older kids, I kept up with them, well, I didn't just keep up I was the top of my class and I was faster and stronger and smarter than everyone else there, I beat the living hell out of anyone and everyone I went against in the tournaments we had.

Since I was excelling in my division I went up a level with 9 and 10 year olds, they made fun of me because I was only 5 and I was smaller than them but once I showed them what I could do, they kept there mouths shut.

I was really shy, I never really talked to anyone except my partner for training telling them if they did somthing wrong and telling them how to fix it. Otherwise at meals I sat alone no one wanted to sit by me because whenever someone started to sit down at my table I would threaten to bite them is they didn't get up and move to a different training.

One day at lunch a girl around 6, my age, sat next to me I threatened to bite her but she wouldn't move then I found out she was new and was going to be in my class, so, I don't know what it was about her but we just sort of clicked she didn't have the best childhood either... And her name was D.J We always made fun of the superhero kids because they all thought that they were all that.... And don't even get me started on the girls here D. J and I are the only ones who don't think that we are all that because truthfully, we are not, we are two shy, random girls who don't give a crap about what people think of us, and the only thing we are focused on is our training.

The only other thing that D.J and I liked besides training was hanging out with each other, we loved being around each other we just got each other the way other people didn't and it sounds impossible for me to get a real friend but it happened and I'm not mad about it.

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