It was a beautiful day at the Vargreaves manor, but while the home appeared to have all the stylings of British homes of old, it was merely cosmetic for it was just as technologically advance as everything else in this world, including the controls from which created such a lovely day. Although artifical, it did not stop two people in particular from having their tea out in the back. An elderly woman lazily stirred her cup with a content smile, only to notice that the middle-aged man across from her seemed to be in a deep depression.
"The windows can easily be replaced, Duncan." She said in a chiding manner before she took a sip of her tea. A brief glance upward and she caught a glimpse of some of the jagged remains of what was once the second story's windows. Duncan sighed before he cradled his face with one hand. "It's not that mother and you know it." Another sigh, "Why did it have to be Rosemary? We can't have a Matron who insists that her imaginary friends are real. Why can't she be more like Renee-- Ow!" Cut off short, he quickly grabbed his right hand and began rubbing the back of it. Glancing up to his mother, he saw that she was pointing the same tea spoon she had smacked his hand with at his face. "Listen here, Duncan. Renee is Renee and Rosemary is Rosemary. I know you had high hopes for Renee, but Rosemary is also your daughter. Stop treating her like some burdensome stranger." Visibly annoyed, the older woman gave her own sigh. "I don't know what is going on in your and Rachel's heads." An awkward silence fell between mother and son, the two of them taking sips of their tea. Duncan knew his mother was right, but he just couldn't think of a way to connect to his youngest daughter. The girl lived in her own little world that made no sense to him. His thoughts were disrupted once more, but this time by a member of his house's staff.
"Mr. Vargreaves, you have visitors."
"Let them in." He was in no mood for guests, but it had to be important if they showed up physically. The staff member left with a nod and vanished into the house, only to return moments later with a man and a woman. The man wore a long coat over a laxly donned button-up shirt and slacks and possessed very distinctive Asian features, while the much-younger woman seemed to be the complete opposite. He didn't like this. "Welcome, I am Duncan Vargreaves. How can I help you?" The man withdrew a badge and his blood ran cold: they were the Eden Bureau of Investigations. "Daozen Simms, E.B.I. Empowered Citizen Unit and this is my partner, Sabrina Brandt. There have been reports of a commotion here, and from what I see." Daozen pointed to the windows, "It appears they were right."
"It was an accident, nothing more. I'm not sure why they would send an unit devoted to the empowered over such a trivial thing." Daozen smirked and took to rubbing his scuffy whiskered chin. "An accident, eh? Doesn't look like an 'accident' to me. Then again, we're here because Sabrina here has a unique ability: she can sense other empowered." A soft chuckle was given from the investigator as he turned away, no doubt planning to continue tearing apart Duncan's lie. Unfortunately, someone else would beat him to it. "Duncan, who's out there? It's about Rosemary, isn't it?" He visibly winced as his wife Rachel gave everything away. Shaking his head softly, he could only admit defeat. "What do you plan to do?" Maria Vargreaves, Duncan's mother, asked, finally making her presence known once more. "Surely you don't plan to punish a girl just because she had an accident with a power she didn't know existed?" With his game up, Daozen withdrew a small pamphlet and placed it on the table. "It depends on how strong her powers are, but regardless, you'll have to send her to one of the academies. Here's some information on the closest one, Arcadia." Glancing up to her partner, he gave a small nod. "Sabrina will evaluate your daughter's power."
"Mother said you wanted to see me?" A meek voice sounded past the threshold of the patio in the house. "Am I in trouble?" "No, child. These two are here to see you." Maria said calmly, trying to coax the girl's anxieties. "Why don't you come out her with us?"
"Out there?" Bewilderment colored Rosemary's question, as if the concept of there being a world outside the door was completely unheard of. Daozen raised a brow before turning to Duncan, who only sighed once more. "Yes, come out here." He confirmed. The girl edged her way toward the doorway and reluctantly stepped out as if expecting this was some sort of trap. There was none and her eyes grew wide as she stood underneath the open expanses of the sky of Eden. The girl's behavior, while odd to Daozen, did not seem to visibly sway Sabrina as she approached the younger one. "Hello there."
"Don't be afraid and relax."
The command was confusing, and it fact led to opposite results as Sabrina's eyes began to glow a bright pink. Placing her hands on Rosemary's shoulders, the young girl felt a surge of power run through her small frame. It was too much and too sudden for her to take, and with a scream, her powers were unleashed. Emerging behind her came forth two beings --one made of water and the other of wind--, who struck at Sabrina, but the agent's hands had already left Rosemary's shoulders and casually intercepted the elemental's inhuman fists. Only then could they see a small bit of emotion from Sabrina, a soft smile, as she spoke. "She has quite the potential." The glow of her eyes ceased, as did Rosemary's power, leaving the suddenly exhausted girl to collapse into Sabrina's open arms.
"What did you do to my daughter?!" Duncan roared, preparing to confront the woman, only to be intercepted by to extension of Daozen's arm. "Relax. She simply coerced her powers to come forth to measure them. After some rest, your daughter will be fine." He bit back on his rage and could only hope that this growing sensation of dread was only from his imagination.
TO BE CONTINUED IN...
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