Of a Feather

Seventeen-year-old Delia has never been comfortable in her own skin, let alone in the company of her overbearing cousin and his wife who took her in last month. She's never known her real parents and she's never felt like she was normal.The night she decides to seek a little escape changes her life forever.
Over the course of the next few days, she discovers things about herself - about her creation and what she's capable of - that simply don't even seem possible. Will she simply freak out and hide, or will she accept her new responsibilities and the burden of saving the world from her -family-.


3. Chapter 3

I woke up wrapped in an itchy blanket. Colin was in a chair beside my bed.

"Welcome to the world of the living," he said and placed something smooth cold into my hand.

I looked down at it, turning it over between my fingers. It was a creamy, glittering, iridescent little pebble that was no larger than my pinky nail.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's a Vailcium deposit," Colin answered.

"Wait, you mean the stuff that Barret was talking about?" I asked, panic rising in my chest. "The stuff that made that girl go crazy? Did she do this to me? Did you do this to me? Am I going to go crazy, too?"

"Yes. Yes. Doubtful. No. Doubtful," Colin answered. "It is the same substance. It definitely had that affect on that poor girl. I can't imagine her having the capacity with which to inject you with Vailcium, nor did you describe an opportunity for her to do so. I most certainly never dosed you with it. And, if it was going to drive you mad you would already be mad."

I relaxed, but wasn't confident in his answer.

"We need to take you to see James Hoskins," Colin said. "This development is rather surprising and another mind pondering the matter couldn't hurt."

"I need to let my cousin know that I'm safe," I said, surprising myself with my word choice.

"I'll have someone leave an anonymous note for him," Colin said. "We'll let him believe you'd run away. Which, isn't too far from lying, anyway. Was it?"

I didn't answer.

"Why did you give this to me?" I asked. "Why didn't you throw it away?"

"We tried," he said. "But, as soon as it was ten feet away from you, you went into cardiac arrest."

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"As death itself," he answered wryly. "You were asleep for three days. Some other strange things have happened, as well."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Feel on your back," he instructed. "Feel any wound there?"

It dawned on me that I hadn't felt any pain. I reached my hand back to where they had cut into me. nothing was there.

"It's already scarred over," he said. "You've healed. And, now for this."

He placed a mirror into my hand and I looked at my face, then immediately dropped the mirror onto my lap.

"What happened to my eyes?" I asked, my voice quavering.

"I'm not sure," he told me. "It's a rather beautiful side effect of whatever is going on inside your body. My theory is that you've had Vailcium in your body for quite a long time, but it was dormant. Contact with that frightening woman must have triggered the substance to become active."

I picked up the mirror and stared at my own eyes. A strange, almost glowing, iridescent blue streaked across my plain, brown irises. The streak matched the pebble in my hand.

"You need to keep that pebble safe and in your custody at all times," Colin said in a reprimanding tone.

The thought occurred to me that I should put it on a string and wear it around my wrist. When I looked down, it had changed shape into a perfect sphere with a perfect whole drilled perfectly through it's center. Colin stood quickly and peered at the stone with childlike curiosity.

"How did you do that?" he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, then said, "I just thought it would be good to wear it on a string."

He laughed, but his laughter was cut short by loud knocking that came from upstairs. Alden came through the door, slamming it behind him and nearly falling down the stairs.

"What's the matter?" Colin asked.

"They've caught up to us," Alden breathed heavily.

"Okay," Colin placed his hands on Alden's shoulders. "You, take the girl and get out of here. There's a car at the end of the tunnel as long as you follow the red markers. I'll keep them off your trail and we will rendezvous at Whittier."

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