The Seers, Chapter 3

Our family is odd.  That’s putting it lightly.  To be honest, we would have been burned at the stake had we been alive a couple hundred years ago.  We don’t have magical powers or anything, but we are a little more connected to the world around us than the regular person.  I have a special affinity for plants, Adis has a hyper empathy, although the compassion side of that seems to be missing.  My mom had that too, but she managed to keep her compassion.  I think that’s what killed her in the end.  She cared a little too much for the wrong people.

But then there’s Margorie.  She seems to live in a different world.  I don’t quite understand her, but she seems more connected than the rest of us.  And I’m not sure she’s handling it.

Now back to my panic attack.  I started to rage at Adis.  “Did you know about this earlier?  When did you sense something was wrong?  WHERE IS SHE?”

“Calm DOWN, Merele!  You freaking out isn’t helping anyone, especially me.  You KNOW that!”

Ok, deep breath.  “I need a cigarette”, I said shakily and rushed to the living room to pick up my pack.

“You really need to stop sucking on those nasty things.”

“Stop judging me and start helping find Margorie!" I was on the verge of a complete meltdown and I know she could sense it.  She was just being cruel, I thought.  I stood in the living room trying to calm down with my plant based chemicals when my eyes lighted on the cocoon.  Brian.  “Brian!”  I voiced my thought

“What?  Who? Oh, that…thing” Adis said with distaste as she followed my eyes.  “What does he have to do with it?”

“I wonder…” I approached the cocoon.

The Seers, Chapter 2

I hadn’t heard him get up in the middle of the night, but there it was:  a big hard cocoon in the corner of my living room.  He could have chosen a better place to molt.  I was having my morning cigarette and contemplating Brian’s reluctance to make his final change when Adis walked through the door.  Adis is my cousin.  She’s tall, beautiful, successful, healthy, and extremely grumpy.  I always figured the grumpiness came from her ability to sense when others around her were lying;  It’s always kind of disheartening when you realize that everyone is lying.  I still didn’t like her.  Maybe it creeped me out that she could always tell when something was wrong in this house, but nothing about this family really should creep me out anymore.  We are an odd lot.

Adis stood in the door, looking disapprovingly between me and the cocoon.  I put out my cigarette and said, “What?” rather shortly.

“Another one?  Geez Merele.  I don’t know how you can stand those things.”

She always disapproved of my relationships with the Fremmed but my family has a long history with them.  It is even said that one of our ancestors mated with one and that’s how our family got it’s rather unique abilities.

I glared at her.  “Why are you here?”

“Where’s Margorie?”

Alarms bells started to ring softly.  “Why? Do you sense something wrong?

“Yes”,  she said shortly and started to make her way to Margorie’s room.

“I locked her in, I’m sure she fine”, I protested.  She grunted and motioned for me to unlock the door. I did and peered in. Nothing. Empty.  “What the fuck?  Where is she?  did you hear from her?  Oh my god.  Where could she have gone?”  I was freaking out.  My baby sister was missing.