Two Voices

“Being adopted should have been the best feeling of my life. But it felt nothing like it.”

Separated from their mothers only seconds after they first met. Mabel and Bridget became best friends over their passion to find their lost parents. They bonded over the discovery of their inhuman abilities and formed a somewhat inseparable relationship. When they discover the origin of their tragic past, they are willing to do anything to get their lives back.


1. Misunderstood



Two voices. You’d think of singing and being centre stage in a sold out concert with your BFF when you hear something like that. You’d think of rivals and hard work and endless practices with someone who sings with you in perfect harmonies. Honestly… things like that can’t just happen in someone’s life. At least not mine anyway. My life… is something beyond this world.


I looked up. Mum was staring up at me. Her chocolate brown eyes glowed with joy. Her face was framed with night black hair gently touching her shoulders. She was cradling me. Her hands closed protectively over me. I wanted to stay with her forever. I almost did. But they broke us apart as fast as we were together. It wasn’t easy not knowing that was the last time I was going to see her for the next 13 years.

They carried me out of the hot, white room and into a cold room filled with plastic butterflies and blackberry purple wallpaper. They put me on a hard table and shone a blinding light over me. They poked me and prodded me and stabbed me with razor sharp needles before moving me to another bed and switching the light off.

There was a woman sitting down beside me as the clock on the wall ticked and ticked with no delay. She was staring at me with gentle, glowing eyes and the gentle shimmer of a smile.

I stared at her, sudden anger flickering inside me. She had seen them take me away from my mother. She saw her crying and reaching out for me. She could have picked me up and took me back to her and all she did was smile? I felt a fiery energy swirl inside me and I knew what to do with it. I lashed out. The fire flew out of me and spiralling around the room. The woman jumped up in shock and screamed for a doctor. She couldn’t guess what was going on. But I knew better.

The doctor came and stared at me. He went on staring like he was searching for something. Then he turned to the nurse.

“I thought you said the baby was on fire!” he exclaimed, “She looks perfectly stable to me!”

“She was on fire,” the nurse protested, “I promise she was in flames just a second ago.”

The doctor shook his head.

“You should get some sleep Julie; you’re starting to lose it.”

She looked over to where I was laying and sighed.

“I guess!” she whispered.

The doctor left and the nurse walked over to where I was laying.

“Whatever happened to you before you were born,” she hissed, “it’s certainly something different!”

I remembered that faded memory of what happened before I was born. I remembered that unnatural line of light falling from space into me. I remembered somehow harnessing its power and letting it slowly enhance me. I could summon and control fire without harming myself. Superpowers. It sounded so cool.

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