One moment, she was speaking to ‘Gale’ but not Gale. The next moment, she was cold, then- her breath was short and she was here. Surrounding Fhei was a house. There was a set of stairs to her left, meaning there was more to the house. She stood in the living room in front of the fireplace. There was a rug under her feet, two coaches squaring the area, and a recliner. On the floor at her feet were colored papers. Colored pencils, markers, and crayons sprawled across the floor. Ahead, was a door to the kitchen, and at the end of where she stood she could see another, leading to the garage. To her left were the stairs, in front of those was the door to the outside world. Running down the stairs were two boys and a girl, her age. Hearing the laughter between the trio, Fhei covered her mouth as she gasped.
The little girl was her and the two boys were her brothers. But she was younger. Why was she seeing this memory? She smiled as the three dove into the colors with their coloring books, hardly getting in the lines. The three seemed to not have a care in the world. Looking up, Fhei watched as her mother and father stepped through the garage door. How she remembered any of this, she didn’t know. All she knew was that she was processing it.
“I understand that it’s for the better, Honey.” Exclaimed her mother. “But that is your child you’re talking about. You want to any of them to go from ‘son’ or ‘daughter’ to ‘experiment’?”! She hissed.
“That’s not what I’m saying!” Her father argued.
“That.” Her mother retorted. “Is exactly what you’re saying!” She spat.
“If we take them into quarantine then they’ll be safe. Say that one of them is a mythic!” Her father raised in hands in a way or glory. “Then we’d be doing them a favor and placing them in an environment with other mythics!”
“And if they’re not?” Her mother glared, standing on the other side of the table, Fhei stood in the archway, forgetting about the children behind her.
“Then they’d learn how to treat mythics as if they were normal people too!” Fhei’s father remarked. “See, it’s a win either way!” He exclaimed in excitement.
“I married you because I thought one day, you’d be able to keep your work separate from your family but it seems that ‘science’ has become more of a priority than treating your children like their children instead of a variable.” Her mother frowned, glancing over at her clueless children, now decorating themselves with marker.
“And I married you because you said you were willing to work with me on this!” Her father argued. ‘You said you didn’t mind that I was obsessed with mythics and their value to society, Love. What makes this any different?” Her father asked, sincerely.
“What makes this different is that it’s your family you’re putting under the microscope now, .Gideon!” She exclaimed. “We’re not lab rats!” She raised her voice in annoyance. “And if you’re not willing to allow us to be ‘normal’ than I’ll have to see about raising these three on my own.”
“I. Am your source.. Of income!” Fhei’s father exclaimed. “I am in high doubts that you’d be able to raise all three of them on their on. Nevertheless if any of our children are mythics!” Her father inhaled in attempt to tone his voice down.
“I want to make sure that these three are in the best environment possible to grow up in, Love. How can you not see that?”
“Mythics aren’t genetic.” Fhei’s mother glared. “How are you or anyone tell if any of our children are mythics?” She growled.
“Test!” Fhei’s father exclaimed. “It’s all in the blood!” Fhei’s father shrugged. “It may not be genetic or it may be.” Fhei’s father shrugged. “At least allow me to see if our children need more education on these ‘Mythics’, Love. Please.” He begged.
“You hurt any of my children and this will be the last time I trust you with them. You understand?” Fhei’s mother scowled. “If any of them tell me that you or any of your scientist buddied hurt my child, I will personally destroy something important to you.” She paused to allow her husband to meet her eyes. “Our family.”
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A blurr of scene adapted around Fhei, pulling back from leaning on the door frame, she watched as her and her brothers entered a room with many computer screens and a seat. Her father lead the way into the room, followed by a colleague of his. Once the last brother walked in, the colleague shut the door.
“Where are we?” One of Fhei’s brothers asked in awe. “Is this where you work, daddy?” He questioned.
“Yes and no.” Fhei’s father smiled. “This is only part of where I work, this is where we’re going to run some test on all of you to see if you’re a mythic!” He explained.
“A mythic…?” Little Fhei asked, staring at the chair. “And how are you going to do that?” She wondered.
“There are many different ways to test if any of you are mythics.” Her father smiled. “The first way is that we are going to put you into an illusion and if you react we’ll know that you’re a mythic.” He grinned. “Don’t worry. It won’t hurt!” He assured.
“It may be frightening at first.” The colleague warned, “But that’s okay.” He quickly added. “Let the fear, guild you.”
“Yes!” Her father exclaimed. “Let it allow you to see what you truly can be!” He said as he gestured towards the chair. “Now which one of you is itching to find out if you’re a mythic.”
Blankly and baffled, the three children exchanged looks. After a moment of silence, Fhei stepped forward. “I’ll do it, daddy.” She said with a smile. “But you have to promise me that you won’t hurt me. Mommy said if you hurt any of us, we’re supposed to let her know.”
“Of course, love.” Her father nodded. “If it hurt tell me and I’ll let you all go home okay?”
Fhei nodded, then allowed her father to strap her down and put the weird looking headset on her. Fhei watched as little Fhei’s curiosity spun. There wasn’t much she understood about these flash backs. Sitting patiently in one of the rollie chairs, Fhei watched as her father’s colleague pressed a couple of buttons and typed in a few commands. She had a feeling that this wasn’t going to please her father in a way he thought it would.
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