Chapter 4

Kai hadn't said one word. He just sat there, staring at some invisible crack in the coffee table. We had been open and honest with him, and he hadn't reacted like I thought he would. After seeing our powers, we had let him ask as many questions as he wanted to, and we'd answered them all. At one point, he just went silent, mentally going over everything that we had told him. It was quite nerve wracking not to know what he was thinking. Then, an idea struck me: Jax can read minds! Why hadn't I thought of this earlier?

I leaned over to Jax and whispered, "What's he thinking?"

He paused before answering, "He's overwhelmed. He's in shock, and he wants...pizza?"

Those were all the thoughts I was expecting, besides the pizza part of course, so that meant that Kai wasn't a total weirdo. I mean, he should've been afraid of us. That's how I expected him to feel. We could kill people with one flick of a hand if we wanted to.

He should be terrified, but he wasn't. Why?

"Kai? You gonna say something?" I asked, trying to look him in the eye.

He jerked his head up, surprising me enough to cause me to fall back.

"He can read minds?!"

That was not what I was expecting. I was expecting something like 'Freaks!' or maybe a little screaming. I'm usually better at reading people, so what is it about this boy that keeps me guessing? More importantly, why do I care what he thinks?

My mom gave Kai a small smile, "Yes, and Brooklyn has prophetic dreams. They only developed these powers recently, though."

Kai's eyes must have grown twice the normal size in the span of two sentences. He turned to give me a shocked expression, mouth practically hanging open. I would have laughed if it was directed at anyone else.

"You can see the future?" he whispered, eyebrows raised.

I don't think he even realized what his eyebrows were doing because he was looking at me like I had just given him a million dollars, but his eyebrows had a mind of their own. They were stuck in the either shocked or terrified position. I wasn't sure which one yet.

"Not really anymore. I think it only happens when serious trouble is coming our way. It's only happened a few times, really," I blushed from the attention he was giving me, shocking myself by my actions.

For anyone confused, I don't blush. At least Brooklyn doesn't. Maybe Blair does occasionally, but I'm not Blair anymore. Blair was a separate entity to Khione, and now we're combining. It was scary at first, but there isn't much to do about it anyway. Might as well accept it.

But that doesn't mean I have to tell my parents or Jax yet. They worry about me too much already, no need to add more to their shoulders.

"Still awesome, though," Kai said, smiling.

I shrug, trying to regain some of my nonchalance. I have to remember that Kai knows me as a bossy, emo teenage girl, and not what I used to be.

"We are pretty awesome, aren't we?" Khione commented in my head.

I rolled my eyes and tried to whisper, "Shut up. We're trying to have a conversation!"

Neither attempt worked. Khoine didn't shut up and apparently I sucked at whispering. Kai heard me shushing her, and it seemed that he didn't have the will to not comment on it.

"Who're you talking to?" he asked.

I hesitated, but ultimately thought, 'What the hell? Let's do it,' and said, "Khione."

I wasn't going to give him my full life story, just the simplest answer to his question. My business was my business. It's as simple as that.

Kai figured out I wasn't going to give him anymore and, like the douche he is, asked another question, "She's your alter-ego, right? Your evil side?"

"Who's he calling evil?"

I ignored Khione, as usual, and answered, "She's not evil. Imagine that I have DID, dissociative identity disorder, and she's another identity I created. Except she didn't come from childhood trauma. We think that I was too powerful and my powers were overwhelming me, so my mind created another person within me. That way there's somewhere for the power to go when it becomes too much for me to control."

And I wasn't lying. All of that was true. Or at least, that's what my parents theorized when I suddenly started telling them my name was Khione. I was three, so I don't remember it, but they do. It scared the shit out of them to see their toddler so confident and in control. Well, the joke was on them cuz' that wasn't even me!

But I digress.

Kai breathed out a big sigh, "That's..."

"Messed up? I mean, where's my personality switch? I have powers, too!" Jax joked.

Everyone let out a half-hearted laugh. Jax always knew how to lighten up the room just as it needs it the most. Like then.

"Well, do you have any more questions?" Dad asked Kai.

"No, but I have one request. Can I see your training room?" he gave us a hopeful grin.

I smirked, "Prepare to be amazed."

"Yes! I love doing this!" Jax exclaimed, hopping up and running towards the entrance to the basement.

Our parents laughed at his enthusiasm, but they seemed pretty excited as well. Who wouldn't be in our position? We've been desperately trying to hide our powers for months, and now we finally get to be ourselves.

Jax waited to open the door to add suspense, then said, "Are you ready for this?"

I struggled to hold in my snort. Jax knows that the only thing on the other side of that door are stairs heading down into a laundry room. But there's a little secret door, too.

Jax flung open the door, "Tada!"

Kai's face falling was enough to make me burst out laughing. It was just too good!

"Oh, you should see your face right now! Priceless!" I exclaimed, walking down the stairs and heading towards the open wall, "There's a little more security than a single door."

And I pressed my hand into what seemed like a random part of the wall. In reality, it was a secret pad that scanned for a hand matching either my mom, dad, Jax, or me. We are superheroes: the eternally paranoid.

And as the seemingly concrete wall slid away to reveal our training room, Kai's mouth dropped open in shock, "Holy..."