instead of just blind rage, I’m pretty sure I’ll be using that anger to help get justice. For all of us.
Michaela
I ’m feeling —remembering—even more now. I don’t know if something happened to me while I was spiraling down the ocean, or if knowing I’m not going crazy has made me more open to it; either way, it’s happening.
I know I wasn’t always like this—this extreme fighting machine. I was a smart, but anti-social genius, who did what she wanted, and only talked when she had to. Inside, I had feelings, but I somehow thought it was wrong to show them to anyone.
Our Creator and his crew flipped me completely, but now the joke’s on him. I’m both the girl I was before, and the fighter he wanted me to be now. I think my compassion is going to make me even more deadly.
“You all good?” Levi asks, walking into the room with Sabrina.
I doubt it’s a coincidence that he ended up in the “fan” room with her, but I’m not going to say anything about it, and I don’t think anyone else will, either. I don’t know if they feel like I do—that any connection we can make in the middle of this mess is a good one—but I think they know whatever’s going on with those two is real. The looks they share are potent, and if I didn’t believe in love at first sight before, I do now.
Once we all say we’re okay, Levi continues with his information overload, which we do in fact need, even if it seems like too much to hear. “I was hoping we could’ve avoided what happened on the island, but I was afraid it was inevitable.”
“You knew it might?” Hinton asks him.
“Yes. One of us in each group was programmed to betray us.”
“Is that how the other groups were destroyed?” Sabrina asks.
“Yes. The rest of them weren’t expecting it. Moscow and China were isolated—home schooled, and never let out of their facilities. London were in regular schools like us, but they were taken into their government’s facility before they were activated. The Creators and their teams were able to figure out how to block the telepathy when we’re inside their buildings and planes, and I know how to block it in our places if I feel it’s necessary.”
“Why would you need to block it?” Coalton asks.
He flips a switch before answering. “Because, while I know the Creators are evil, I’m not entirely sure the Muses are all good, either. We were created to kill them because our governments could only torture, not kill, and they are who we came from, but we know next to nothing about them. What if they truly are bad, and should be killed? That doesn’t mean I’ll ever trust my government, because that’s the other part of it. They didn’t create us just to kill the Muses; they want us to die as well.”
“They created us just to kill us?” I ask, feeling all the blood rush from my face.
“Yes. They needed us to kill, and then they needed us to die.”
“But the threats to our country…oh wait, did those come from our own country?”
“Yes. One at a time, the Creator in each country caused things to happen, making it look like we were being attacked. China and Moscow might have activated their kids anyway, but the rest of our leaders wouldn’t.”
“How did you get away from them?” Sabrina asks.
“One of the people in our facility felt guilty about what they were sending us into. He was able to get us outside one at a time for small periods of time. We didn’t fully trust him, so we never told him I was the telepath, but those small times I was outside, our Muse was able to tell me what to do. Alejandra turned on her charm, and he took us all outside one day.
We ran, and then we jumped into the ocean, and dove down.
“All of our Muses chose an ocean near our countries, and left the things that would help us build down there. They also left things on islands, and in cities, around the world. We followed the directions I was given, and built the two you’ve been in. We know
Michaela
I ’m feeling —remembering—even more now. I don’t know if something happened to me while I was spiraling down the ocean, or if knowing I’m not going crazy has made me more open to it; either way, it’s happening.
I know I wasn’t always like this—this extreme fighting machine. I was a smart, but anti-social genius, who did what she wanted, and only talked when she had to. Inside, I had feelings, but I somehow thought it was wrong to show them to anyone.
Our Creator and his crew flipped me completely, but now the joke’s on him. I’m both the girl I was before, and the fighter he wanted me to be now. I think my compassion is going to make me even more deadly.
“You all good?” Levi asks, walking into the room with Sabrina.
I doubt it’s a coincidence that he ended up in the “fan” room with her, but I’m not going to say anything about it, and I don’t think anyone else will, either. I don’t know if they feel like I do—that any connection we can make in the middle of this mess is a good one—but I think they know whatever’s going on with those two is real. The looks they share are potent, and if I didn’t believe in love at first sight before, I do now.
Once we all say we’re okay, Levi continues with his information overload, which we do in fact need, even if it seems like too much to hear. “I was hoping we could’ve avoided what happened on the island, but I was afraid it was inevitable.”
“You knew it might?” Hinton asks him.
“Yes. One of us in each group was programmed to betray us.”
“Is that how the other groups were destroyed?” Sabrina asks.
“Yes. The rest of them weren’t expecting it. Moscow and China were isolated—home schooled, and never let out of their facilities. London were in regular schools like us, but they were taken into their government’s facility before they were activated. The Creators and their teams were able to figure out how to block the telepathy when we’re inside their buildings and planes, and I know how to block it in our places if I feel it’s necessary.”
“Why would you need to block it?” Coalton asks.
He flips a switch before answering. “Because, while I know the Creators are evil, I’m not entirely sure the Muses are all good, either. We were created to kill them because our governments could only torture, not kill, and they are who we came from, but we know next to nothing about them. What if they truly are bad, and should be killed? That doesn’t mean I’ll ever trust my government, because that’s the other part of it. They didn’t create us just to kill the Muses; they want us to die as well.”
“They created us just to kill us?” I ask, feeling all the blood rush from my face.
“Yes. They needed us to kill, and then they needed us to die.”
“But the threats to our country…oh wait, did those come from our own country?”
“Yes. One at a time, the Creator in each country caused things to happen, making it look like we were being attacked. China and Moscow might have activated their kids anyway, but the rest of our leaders wouldn’t.”
“How did you get away from them?” Sabrina asks.
“One of the people in our facility felt guilty about what they were sending us into. He was able to get us outside one at a time for small periods of time. We didn’t fully trust him, so we never told him I was the telepath, but those small times I was outside, our Muse was able to tell me what to do. Alejandra turned on her charm, and he took us all outside one day.
We ran, and then we jumped into the ocean, and dove down.
“All of our Muses chose an ocean near our countries, and left the things that would help us build down there. They also left things on islands, and in cities, around the world. We followed the directions I was given, and built the two you’ve been in. We know
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