Within the Cards Read Free

only emotion they knew was the emotion of hate. Hate was taught to them from the beginning of their birth, and this emotion increased with time.
    When Ellie’s family took her, neither of us realized she would leave me never to return the same being, and never to remember our lives together. We didn't realize the power of this hate. Her last words to me were, "never forget me, I will come back for you, I love you too much to forget you". I didn’t understand her words at the time, but she knew her sisters true intentions. The word ‘forget’ rang in my mind. She knew their powers. The memory of this event ran chills through my already frigid spine.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Two
    ELLIE ARRIVES
     
     
    The thoughts of the hatred that ripped us apart shocked me back to this morning's event. Just moments before I smelled her scent, I sat and waited for my second class of the day to begin in the large partially filled lecture hall. The class was Government 1220. I knew this class would end up being the same as past government classes, but with updated history. I had already heard many of these lectures. I could recite many of these impervious documents. After all, I was at many of the signings of these documents throughout my time on earth. I continued to sit and wait for this new class of old material to start while the other students filed into the room. They took their seats while they mumbled conversations to one another that I tried to ignore. Their self-absorbed egos bored me. However, I never thought within a few minutes as I sat in this room, I would find showing up for class would change the misery that had become normal for my existence.
    The lecture hall I sat in was a large room with seats that descended down to a stage. On the stage sat a small desk and a lecture podium that reminded me of the time I waited for an audition for a part in a play. There were no windows in this dull, drab room. It sat nestled in the middle of the large white stone building known as Jefferson Hall. This room was a replication of the theaters that presidents of the past sat in as they watched and laughed at plays, as well as one of the presidents was murdered.
    As the students continued to enter the room, my nose caught a scent. Then it hit me. I couldn’t believe what I was about to encounter. It had been one hundred years since I saw her face, one hundred years since I heard her voice, one hundred years until now. This was the day my existence began the whirlwind of my future. Although I celebrated the sight of Ellie, I knew she was different, and I knew this would prove to change my existence forever.
    The minute the door opened, I smelled her scent: roses, lilac and lavender. This scent brought the memories of her back as if a tsunami crashed in to the brick wall that surrounded my existence and washed the mortar of the barricade I had built away. All of a sudden, time reversed and it felt like I saw her yesterday, but then reality set in and I realized it had been a century.
    I sat in my seat frozen as a mortal freshman scared to speak or move for fear of upper classmen laughing at me for some stupid reaction I might have. I didn’t turn around to look at her. I didn’t have to because when I closed my eyes I could see the things that were behind me. This, along with reading minds, was one of the several mystical abilities transferred to me during my change. I remained frozen in my seat as I waited for her to realize she was not the only immortal in the room. If I were human, I would rub my hand down my arm and feel the texture of my skin. I would have goose bumps all over my body, but I wasn’t human so my already chilled body sat there frozen like some stupid paranoid statue.
    She moved through the aisles as if she floated on air. Her hair was brilliant black. It was short, about neck length with wistful spikes that stood out against the pale cream skin of her face. Her eyes were a light gray. They looked like the ice on the