accomplished was done so.”
I shook my head at her, my mouth open. “No. They have Seth. I didn’t get to him in time.”
“I never said to take him away from them, I said to save him.” I scoffed, angry at her statement. What games was she playing with me? She came forward and smiled genuinely. “Even now you doubt yourself.” I pressed my lips together. “Don’t,” she said harder. “You are who you are for a reason. I sent you there to save all those people from the Watsons. That in turn will save Seth.”
“I don’t understand.”
“They were grooming him to be a monster like them. Now, their course is altered, their choices, different. They must do something different in their journey to find what they’re looking for, and I see a different path for our Seth. One that will lead him back to us.”
“What do you see?”
“I can’t tell you. But I’ll tell you this—we’ll see him again.” She smiled and tapped the end of Ava’s nose with her finger. “You’ll see.”
“Promise?” Ava begged. “You said he would be my friend one day?”
“He will, Ava. Promise.”
“So what about me?” I asked. “I’m supposed to just forget about that little boy and let them raise him, not look for him, not try to find him and take him?”
“When he’s ready, he’ll find you.”
“Then what?”
“Then, you can save him. He’ll need you.” She looked at Ava. “He’ll need you, too.” She stood straighter. “In the meantime, you know what you have to do.”
Before she even finished the sentence, I knew what she meant. The council. The council was history. She nodded and smiled. “And you know who will replace them.” My mouth opened in surprise that I hadn’t seen it before. There, in the midst of all that gibberish was an infinity symbol made of names. Maggie, Caleb, Kyle, Lynne, Bish, Jen, Haddock, Heather. She nodded again. “Yes. All is as it should be, Visionary. You are right where you should be. It’s just a matter of getting it done.”
I sighed, not wanting the task of firing council members at all, ever, in the least. “And then what, Ashlyn?”
“And then…war, Visionary. War.”
Ava
I waited for that day, for that one thing to complete me. To feel someone's heartbeat inside my chest and know that it was reciprocated. To find the one who belonged to me and could be the one to make me whole.
I still waited. I was a sophomore in high school. Graduating and heading off to U of T in a just two years so I could be an architect, just like Grandpa.
We just got back from the last reunification. Mom had taken fire for her new rule about the Visionary being able to work and have a day job rather than just…being the Visionary. They wanted her to be 'accessible' at all times and she warred on that she could be accessible and still work with Daddy at the centers as well. That's what cell phones were for.
So I watched as Dad was being extra nice and attentive by cooking dinner that night since, even though she was the Visionary, it sucked when people were against you and questioned your dedication.
Wanna know what else sucked? Being the Visionary's daughter. And the clan leader's daughter deducted even more points.
I loved my parents, don't get me wrong. They were great. Rodney and I both were pretty grounded. We went to the private school here and he played football while I played volleyball. I'd been working at the learning centers for Daddy for a year now.
I loved it, but planned to go work for Grandpa as soon as I graduated from college. Dad was fine with it. He of all people knew what it was like to want to be something, to
I shook my head at her, my mouth open. “No. They have Seth. I didn’t get to him in time.”
“I never said to take him away from them, I said to save him.” I scoffed, angry at her statement. What games was she playing with me? She came forward and smiled genuinely. “Even now you doubt yourself.” I pressed my lips together. “Don’t,” she said harder. “You are who you are for a reason. I sent you there to save all those people from the Watsons. That in turn will save Seth.”
“I don’t understand.”
“They were grooming him to be a monster like them. Now, their course is altered, their choices, different. They must do something different in their journey to find what they’re looking for, and I see a different path for our Seth. One that will lead him back to us.”
“What do you see?”
“I can’t tell you. But I’ll tell you this—we’ll see him again.” She smiled and tapped the end of Ava’s nose with her finger. “You’ll see.”
“Promise?” Ava begged. “You said he would be my friend one day?”
“He will, Ava. Promise.”
“So what about me?” I asked. “I’m supposed to just forget about that little boy and let them raise him, not look for him, not try to find him and take him?”
“When he’s ready, he’ll find you.”
“Then what?”
“Then, you can save him. He’ll need you.” She looked at Ava. “He’ll need you, too.” She stood straighter. “In the meantime, you know what you have to do.”
Before she even finished the sentence, I knew what she meant. The council. The council was history. She nodded and smiled. “And you know who will replace them.” My mouth opened in surprise that I hadn’t seen it before. There, in the midst of all that gibberish was an infinity symbol made of names. Maggie, Caleb, Kyle, Lynne, Bish, Jen, Haddock, Heather. She nodded again. “Yes. All is as it should be, Visionary. You are right where you should be. It’s just a matter of getting it done.”
I sighed, not wanting the task of firing council members at all, ever, in the least. “And then what, Ashlyn?”
“And then…war, Visionary. War.”
Ava
I waited for that day, for that one thing to complete me. To feel someone's heartbeat inside my chest and know that it was reciprocated. To find the one who belonged to me and could be the one to make me whole.
I still waited. I was a sophomore in high school. Graduating and heading off to U of T in a just two years so I could be an architect, just like Grandpa.
We just got back from the last reunification. Mom had taken fire for her new rule about the Visionary being able to work and have a day job rather than just…being the Visionary. They wanted her to be 'accessible' at all times and she warred on that she could be accessible and still work with Daddy at the centers as well. That's what cell phones were for.
So I watched as Dad was being extra nice and attentive by cooking dinner that night since, even though she was the Visionary, it sucked when people were against you and questioned your dedication.
Wanna know what else sucked? Being the Visionary's daughter. And the clan leader's daughter deducted even more points.
I loved my parents, don't get me wrong. They were great. Rodney and I both were pretty grounded. We went to the private school here and he played football while I played volleyball. I'd been working at the learning centers for Daddy for a year now.
I loved it, but planned to go work for Grandpa as soon as I graduated from college. Dad was fine with it. He of all people knew what it was like to want to be something, to
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