Chapter 92

I stepped out of the airplane. There stood a black car with two men standing beside it. A woman stood by the passenger seat looking in her early thirties.
'Hello, Mrs Rutherford, welcome to London." She welcomed.
'Thank you, Mrs鈥� '
' Just call me Joyce. Honestly, I have the odds."
' Well, Mrs鈥� sorry Joyce. I still don't understand why I have to be here. I don't have magic and I don't practice witchcraft either, so why am I coming to the White Sister's house."
' I suppose your husband did tell you everything you need to know about the White Sisters. '
' Yeah, he did. Maybe I'm the one who doesn't understand what he said."
' Well, good thing you are here. Shall we?" She ushered me into the car. ' Take us to the camp." She told the driver.
We started our journey to who-knows-where. 'So, you were saying?"
'Yes, back to what I was saying. White sister's camp is a place where we train people like me and you for a specific purpose. You don't have to be a witch before you visit the camp, no. We entertain everyone as far as it has to do with gifts."
' Okay."
' Well, your husband told me a lot about you. He says you control gravity, is that true?" She asked.
' Actually, it's not like I did it intentionally, I mean, I was asleep when that happened. And you know what, he's the one who told me that."
' You scream too? '
' Yeah. But that was part of the dream stuff."
' Like a banshee?"
' What's a banshee?" I asked.
' In a lay man's understanding, it's called a screamer."
' Yes, I scream."
' If you don't mind me asking, he also told me you bleed too. From the nose?"
' Where else will I possibly bleed?"
She looked at me. ' Most people do bleed from their ears, eyes and etc. But you don't have to worry about that part, bleeding means you are making use of your gift."
' Do I have to all the time?"
' As far as your gift is concern, then yes, you have to." We finally got to the camp, and I'd say, it didn't look like a normal camp.
It looks more like a Sister's convent with prison walls at the four corners of the compound.
'Welcome to the White Sister's Home." She introduced. 'Come, my sisters are so desperate to see you."
We left the car to the main building, every where looked quiet like no one lives here.
I was caught by the exterior designs of the environment with the different species of trees they had planted around.
'This place is amazing." I complimented.
'Thanks."
We got into a room which looked a lot like a hall and there were five women sitting on different tables. They all looked serious and focused on what they were doing.
'Sisters, meet our new intake, Mrs Rutherford. The one Alpha Riel told us about." She introduced.
They all left what they were doing, darting their gazes to my direction. I rose my left hand, 'Hi."
'Hello." They replied in unison. 'Welcome to our home."
'Thank you."
'Have you told her everything she needs to know about her new home?" One of them asked.
' Yes. I think she's cleared enough with them." She looked at me. ' I'll just show her around."
We left the hall like room to another side of the mansion. It was the training part where most of the training goes on.
'This section is for the witches alone. Minors doesn't come around here." She informed.
' If they do?" I asked.
' They are punished for that. And vice versa to the normal people who has powers like you, the witches are not allowed to trespass around their section."
' Okay." We passed the witches section to the section where normal gifted people like me practices.
We got to a class like they do call it. There were about close to a hundred pupils in this room, both whites, yellow and black.
They all stood still the moment we stepped in. Their heads moved to our direction like a remoted robots.
'Good morning, ma'am." They greeted in unison.
'Good morning, darlings. How is the class going?" She asked.
' Great."
' That's good to hear. Well, I have a new student here with me." Looks at me. ' Please, introduce yourself to them."
'Uhmm鈥� My name is Desse Rutherford. I am here to learn how to use my gift just like you guys." I grinned.
Their faces looked mean and I was beginning to wonder if I just talked to myself.
'Sorry, I guess I wasn't audible enough." I cleared my throat. 'I said, my name is Desse Rutherford and I am here to learn how to use my gift like you guys." I repeated.
' I think they heard that, Jane." Mrs Joyce said.
' Are you all just gonna stare at her like that? Welcome her, will you?"
' Welcome." They said.
' Forgive their untrained manners, as soon as you stay here, you will get use to everyone." She gave me a reassuring smile.
' Excuse me, ma'am, I have a question to ask." Said a girl from the crowd.
'Go ahead, Nancy." Mrs Joyce gave her a go ahead.
'My question goes to the new girl. How old are you, ten?"
What did she just say? Ten? Oh my goodness, someone needs a doctor.
'Nancy, that isn't a way to welcome a new student. Apologize to her, will you?"
' I don't think I asked a wrong question, ma'am. This place is supposed to be for adults only and not kids like her."
' Point of correction, Nancy, she is not ten. And just in case you wanna know further, she is married." Their eyes widened in surprise. ' So, I want each and everyone one of you guys to mind your business."
We walked further around the castle. I discovered some places with a similar resemblance with that of the fortress. With this it made me felt much like home in here.
We returned back to the main castle, Mrs Joyce took me to my new room. She looked at the cloud from the window, then at me.
'I would have loved you to start your first class by tomorrow, but your husband says you needed the training urgently. So, I've talked to my sister's about it, your first class starts tonight." She said and left.
' Time? I should be ready before then, right?"
'Nine o'clock. In case you are confused on your class, meet me at the Sister's hall."
' I'll keep that in mind. Thanks."
' Anytime." She left.
I went into the bathroom for a quick bath. I returned to the room, throwing myself on the bed. Just as I wanted, it felt soft on my skin.
It's still minutes past three, and I've got a lot more hours to nine. Right now, I feel so impatient to attend my first class
I try to imagine how it would be, maybe like those history class back then when home was still home.
So, about the incident earlier, the so-called Nancy trying to play smart head over my life. I mean, what does she think she is.
I know I've got an enemy on my first day at the camp, and I can't explain how it feels.
It doesn't feel good, because somehow, my instincts tells me she is gonna have me dead even before I leave this place.
It's all over her face, the anger and hatred she had used to ask me of my age like we've met somewhere before. If we had, I don't remember that.
I'm just gonna try and play calm. Who knows what kind of power she possess? I don't think my brain can access that either.
I'm not scared, don't get me wrong. I'm only trying to be careful.
After the whole thoughts and the rest of them, I dozed off.
And the next thing I heard was the loud sound of the camp bell. Damn, it sounds more like those roman church bells.
I walked to the wardrobe, searching for a new dress to put on. The gowns in here looks like those ancient 90's.
I picked a white long gown which gave a perfect match with my long blonde hair.
From my room I heard the bell ring again. It's Nine o'clock!!
And from afar I could see girls of different height and age walk to their various classes.
I took my long brown book into my hands, heading out for my first training class. I'm so damn excited!!
I got to the sister's hall, seeking for Mrs Joyce. I was so disappointed when I was told she wasn't around for the meantime.
I kinda prefer Mrs Joyce company to anyone. I just wished she's here to direct me to my first class. And hey, don't think it's about Nancy. No.
'Don't worry, I'll show you to your class." Mrs whatever said to me and we headed to my first class.
'So Mrs. . ."
'Just call me Desse. Jane would be nice though."
' So, Jane, how ready are you for this journey?" She asked.
' Very ready." I said with full confident in me. ' I'm very ready."
' That's good to hear, Jane. Though, you must know this, you are likely to encounter troubles and cases from the other students."
' You're talking about being bullied?" I asked
' Yes." She said with a nod.
'So, adults of their age do bully too?" I was surprised.
'Bully isn't about age, Jane, it's natural. I hope you get used to the other students." We were standing before a door. ' Once again, welcome to the camp."
'Thank you." I took a deep breath, exhaling heavily.
' Good luck." I looked at her, nodding with another sigh.
I pushed the door open, making my way in. They were all staring at me and I felt like. . . 'God Help Me."
I won't say it's a room, because this room was so large and wide.
It resembles a hall, a class hall I'd say.
I sat on an empty seat, tracing my eyes around this gigantic hall. I could see different girls just like me with those I guess were my mates.
Then, a young black haired lady walked in. I stared at her face and I could remember seeing that face before.
Yes, she's one of the White Sisters.
Professor Gwen鈥�
'Good evening girls. ' She greeted as she made her way to the front.
'Good evening, professor Gwen." They all chorused.
' I guess we have a new comer. . . ' As if this was their first time, their gazes once again fell on me.
I wish somehow those eyes can plug out from their sockets.