Abnormalities-Sword of Black

(Chapter One: Avery Fern Jones pov.)

"Fern, these are the newcomers." Mr.snow says, as they all rush inot my cabin. "Some of them brought family to help unpack, be nice." I smile," of course." He leaves, I go back to my book, and ignore the people around me. "It is alright gradma', just sit down." A girl's voice says. I look over out of the corner of my eye. An old woman sits facing towards me; she wears an old grey gown, her braided hair a matching shade of grey, her pupils a milky white colour. The girl unpacking has long strawberry blonde hair. light freckles glowing against her pale complection, pale blue eyes, and a snarl dug into her face. "Sam," the old woman says in a croakey tone of voice. "Yes, Gram?" Sam replies, taking her fragile hand into hers. "Can you give ,e my purse?" Sam actually smiles and passes her grandmother the old shabby purse.

"Justin, are you sure?" A woman' voice questions from the bed across from mine. "Yes,mom." Justin answers, blushing slightly. Justin and his mom are identical; wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and dimples. She nods,"I am sorry he couldn't make it." The blonde woman says, Justin face falls slightly, and he looks away from his mother. "He had to work." The woman nods, kisses her head, grabs her things, and walks out.

A tall red headed boy claims the bed next to the door. He is lanky, brown eyed, freckles, and a tan complection. "Mom, leave it." The boy says obviously annoyed. His mom is short, brown haired, green eyed, pale complection, and freckles. "Sorry." He looks down,"it is fine." The boy gently sets a canvas and short eisel on his desk, along with dozens of paints, and brushes. "Your just like him, Carter." Carter shakes his head,"I love you,mom. Goodbye."

The bed beside Carter's is surrounded by only one person. A dark skinned boy, with curly black hair, chocolate eyes, and slight dimples. His bookshelf is stacked with old drawing books, pencils, and art supplies littering his desk. Alex is written on each one in big readable letters.

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The space beside Alex's is filled with three people. A tall slender with waist length black hair, blue eyes, and a dark caramel complection. A tall chubby man with thick black hair, black eyes, and dimples. A boy with a milk chocolate complection, thick black hair, blue eyes, and dimples. The boy's area is occupies hiking boots, climbing gloves, a lengthy rope, and several backpacks. "You will love it here," the man says. "Love you, lets go Jonas." The man smiles at his wife,"lets Sadie." They walk out.

The bed beside Sam's is another alone kid, a girl. She has several plants covering her bookshelf. Her desk; covered in seed packets, a spray bottle filled with water, gardening gloves, garden cutters, and several empty pots. Ivy is hanging over her bed in painted green letters. Ivy is a dark skinned curvacious mid-back length black haired girl with dimples.

The last bed has two people standing at the edge of it. A women with deep dark skin, shoulder length straight black hair, brown eyes, a single diamond stud in her nose, and dimples. The girl's hair is buzz-cuted and dyed a deep shade of purple, one ringed nose peircing and one stud, and a belly button ring. "You'll love it Izzy," The woman says, "I know, mom." Izzy's mom leaves.

Cabin three is dead silen, I try to go back to my forgotten book. "Anyone want to introduce themselves?" Sam questions, smirking st us all. "Dustin," says the boy with the hiking boots. "Does your grandmother know you dress like that?" Sam is dressed in a baggy black shirt, combat boots, a black tabagoon, and black cargo pants. Sam chuckles,"my grandmother is blind." Dustin's eyes go wide. "What does your mom say about your rudeness towards others?" Dustin stays quiet, Sam smirks. "Anyone else?" Izzy grins,"I am Izzy. Who are you?" Sam smiles,"I am Sam. We all know who you are." She says towards me, I don't say a thing. "Justin," He says smiling over at me, I don't smile back.

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"Ivy." She says, spraying her plants. "Carter." Carter mumbles. His ears go slightly pink as every one looks at him. "I am Alex." Alex says, a little quiet. "Anything else you don't like about someons clothing choice?" Izzy asks, cocking her head towards Dustin. He shakes his head,"good."

"All of us have the day of, so to speak." I say, finally deciding to give up on ignoring them. "Oh my, she speaks." sam says, clutching her chest. I go on ignoring her," There are a few cabin rules." Everyone watches me, waiting. "There are ten rules but most of them aren't really forced into being followed. Clean up after yourselves, no food or drink, no staying up past ten O' clock, no sneaking out, no stealing or ruining others belongings, no fighting, no foul language, no inter-cabin romantic relations, no re-arranging, and respect your cabin mates. They don't really care about rules two, three, seven, and eight. Don't break four and your'e good. Mrs. Snow will come by every Sinday to check for cleanliness." They all nod,"that is about it."

I take a seat in my hard wooden desk chair,"what do we do know?" Sam questions, I shrug at her. "Anything you want," she grins wickedly. "I am going back to the Infirmary." I say, slipping into my shoes. I close my eyes imagining the middle of the Infirmary floor, my lungs press in, and just as I feel like I am suffocating to death my feet land on solid wood floor panels. "You're aren't suppose to be here," Ms. Katy says, handing me a hot chocolate filled styrofoam cup. I take a lon sip of the chocolatey goodness.

"Yep, but here I am." Ms. Katy rolls her eyes. "You should be having fun with your new friends." It is my turn to roll my eyes,"they aren't my friends." Ms. Katy sighs, closing her eyes tight. "How long have you been here?" I clinch my hands tight together,"five years." Ms. Katy steps towards me and takes my hands into hers. "Five years and all you have done is train, work, and apply for quests to find your father." I pull away from her," I am leaving. See you tommorrow." Ms. Katy's pursed lips burn against my eyelids. I imagine my bed sitting empty, my lungs push together, my head gets dizzy, and then there is a loud pop in my ears. I open my eyes to Carter staring at me, eyes blown wide.

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Carter is sitting at his desk, canvas covered in light blue with white clouds, paint brush in hand. A long smear of white paint on his cheeck. "You have paint on your cheeck," he nods. "I always have paint on me somewhere." He smiles. "Justin and Ivy went swimming, Izzy went to the stables, Sam and Dustin went somewhere." I nod,"okay. What are you painting?" He blushes,"just a landscape." I smile and walk over so I can see it better, he moves aside. "It is beautiful." He laughs,"it is just the sky and some clouds. I am not done with it yet." I cock my head to the side,"can I see it when you are?" He nods before turning back to his painting. Alex's head is bent down over a drawing book, pencils all around him, charcoals and pencils too, and I watch as his hand flies over the paper, eyes unblinking. He looks up and stares at me,"hello Fern." I grin,"hi.' He goes back to his drawing.

I re-tie my shoes, pull on a plain black hoodie, and grab my sword and dagger. I tighten Thana, my sword, to my left hip. Pho, my dagger, to my left thigh. I sling my heavy backpack on, pull half my hair back into a ponytail, and go to walk out.

"Why don't you just teleport?" Alex guestions, I smile, and without answering walk out. Woods border the left side of the cabins, I look to both sides before walking into them. Carefully I avoid the sticks and branches, so as not to crack them and scare the wildlife. About a mile into the woods towards the east is an open feild or clearing. The high grass brushes against my thighs, I pull out Thana and Pho holding them out in front of me. The grass begins to shorten and I soon come upon a spot where the grass has been flattened. I slide my sword back into it's sheath, lay my dagger beside my foot, and unzip my bag. I pull out the red and black cheeckered blanket laying it on the flattened sguare, my book, and my small foldable telescope. I set up the telescope, take a seta, and begin to read.

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Slowly, the lightof the sun fades away and the moon and stars appear. I press my right eye to the telescope, zooming in on the moon, and tilting the telescope to the star just east of it. A loud cracking noise echoes all around me, I jump up grabbing my dagger, and unsheathing my sword. I stand still, heart beating in my ears, and breath coming in queit shallow bursts.

A tall slender silouette steps ou from behind the trees, a human figure. "Um,hi." Justin's voice says, a little shaky. "I couldv'e killed you." I sigh, turning away from him, and slipping Thana back into her sheath. "You can also bring me back." He says, taking a seat on my blanket. "I can heal not bring people back from the dead." I reply, angrily. "Oh," he sounds slightly dissappointed. "Did you follow me?" I question, looking through the telescope at the star. "Not exactly," He chuckles nervously. I turn, staring him down, arms crossed over my chest.

By the light of the moon I can see how pale and clammy he looks. "What happened?' The sharp edge dropping from my voice. "I was flying, i could harldy see, and I crashed." His face is getting paler byt he second, his hand shaking, and body sweating. I bend down in front of him,"where does it hurt?" His eyes are going fuzzy, movements becoming sluggish. "This is important, where?" I slap his cheeck, making his eyes pop open. "Head, stomach." I nod,"I need you to stay awake." He shakes his head,"sleepy." I close my eyes, curling my fingers into his hair, and feeling warm wet stickyness, a metallic tangy smell feels the air. I feel warmth in my hands travelling into the wound on his head. I pull back, lifting up his shirt, but I cannot see the wounds in the dark. I spread both hands over the span of his midriff, close my eyes, and let the warmth travel from my body to his. I push is shirt back down," Fern. What happened?" I laugh,"lets get you back to camp. Can you stand?' I ask, unsure of the full extent of his injuries. He stands up, wobbly on his feet. Quickly I pack my things and sling my bag onto my back. "I haven't ever teleported with someone else before so beware." He laughs,"we could fly." I shake my head, holding out my hand. He places his hand in mine, I hold on tight, close my eyes. Picture Cabin three's porch, my lungs press in, eyes stinging, and heart freezing mid-beat. A loud pop resonates in my ears, I open my eyes to Sam and Dustin staring at Justin and I.

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"Why is there blood on your'e hands?' Sam questions, grinning. "Did you kill someone and con Justin into helping you hide the body?" I laugh,"why would it be me who kills someone?" I ask, offeneded. "If you have to ask that means you did it," Dustin replies, shaking his head disappointedly. "I flew into a tree," Justin says, blushing. Sam laughs,"remind me to never fly international to you." Dustin laughs, clutching his side. "So funny," Justin replies, sarcatically.

"Here," Dustin says. He holds out his palms, water shooting out, and washing away the blood and dirt. "Thank you," I say, he nods, and I open the door. Ivy is wearing gardening gloves and re-potting cacti. Izzy is polishing her sword and black throwing stars. Carter is painting his landscape, Alex drawing. I check my watch,'7:05.' "Mr.Snow asked where you all were." Carter supplies, "what did you say?' Sam questions, plopping down onto her unmade bed. "I told him I didn't know." Sam nods,"okay thanks.' I squint at her,"I don;t want to know." She grins and closes her eyes.

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The warm water washes over me, I close my eyes, and let myself relax. "How are the stabels?" Ivy's voice questions, just as the bathroom door opens. I turn off the shower. "It was fun, some of the horses need to be checked out." Izzy replies,"what is wrong with them?" I dress and step out of the stall. I walk over to my sink, Izzy cocks her head to the side. "Scratches, cuts, and bruises." I nod,"I will apy them a visit in the morning." She smiles,"thank you." I nod, brushing my teeth.

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Mr. Swan an old tough looking dark skinned man stands in front of the stabels. "Who are you?" He questions, arms crossed over his chest. "Fern.' His face falls,"you are her daughter." I stare at him a little confused. "Your mother loved to ride, she was like a daughter to me." I smile," I have some old photos of her. Would you like some copies?" He nods,"thank you."

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"I'm here to heal the horses," I prompt, eager to change the subject. He nods,"your mom was a healer." I nod,"my dad was a teleporter." He chuckles,"I warned your mom about him but she loved him." I laugh,"was he horrible?" He shakes his head, leading the way. "Youv'e got no idea."

"This is Cinnamon, she has cuts all over her." I nod, he turns to walk away. "I am a teleporter too," his eyes widen. "I miss your mom." I nod, take a deep breath, and turn back to Cinnamon. Cinnamon is a tall muscular horse with cinnamon coloured fur and white mane. I unlock her door, step in, and lock it back behind me. "He Cinnamon." I say, she neighs a response. I lay my palm on her side, close my eyes, imagine the wounds healing, and let the warmth leave my body and go into hers. Cinnamon is all healed, leaving no sign behind. "Bye, Cinnamon." I say and move towards the next horse.

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"Hello, I am Mr. John. Your combat trainer. I will be teaching you all hand-to hand combat for an hour, then we will go over to the obstacle course for an hour." Mr. John is a thirty five year old dark haired light eyed man. "He is kind of good looking." Sam whispers, I stiffle a laugh. "Fern, you know the drill. Lets show the newcomers the first moves you learned." I drin,"all right." I walk over and stand beside him.

"Lets say I attack you from behind." He says, wrapping one arm around my waist and the other around my neck. I stomp down on his foor causing his grip around my waist to loosen, I grab his arms, and flip him over me onto the ground. He gets to his feet dusting himself off. "Now a frontal attack." He takes a fighting stance," always wait for your opponet to strike first." He swings a punch, I duck, and swing and hit his stomach. He doubles over, I sweep his feet out from under him.

He gets back up,"very good." Everyone nods,"Pick a partner and practice." Carter and Alex, Izzy and Ivy, Sam and Dustin, and Justin and I. "Go easy on me." He says , nervously. I chuckle,"then you'll never learn."

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"Your legs are to far apart and your arms are to high. You canuse your powers, just not your weapons." Justin nods, fixes his stance, and swings. I grab his fist, twist his arm behind his back, and kick him to the ground. "You're going easy on me," I point out, as he gets up. "I don't want to hurt you." He says, Mr. John laughs. "You will be lucky if you touch her. " Justin pales, I laugh.

Justin swings again, throwing his leg out to trip me. I jump up kicking him hard in the chest, he falls heavily to the ground. "You can do better," I say. He jumps up soaring over me and kicking down at me. I duck he lands behind me, I spin around facing him. He swings, I grab his arm throwing him over me. Justin stares up at me,"you are good." I smile,"you should see her use her powers." Mr. John says, helping Justin to his feet.

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Author Notes: Hope you enjoy. If you have questions just ask

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