"Your food is getting cold, Hannah. You’ll be late for school,” Mrs. Stevenson said.
Hannah twirled the pasta with a fork and put a serving into her mouth.
“My dream just wouldn't get off my mind, Mom,” Hannah said anxiously. “I get it. Our powers are suppressed. But why do I have visions? Why do I have powers? Why are supernatural beings showing up?”
Mrs. Stevenson looked into her daughter’s eyes. “I have no idea, honey. For now, the most important thing for you to do is to keep your powers and make sure Maddison doesn’t feed. I’m warning you, our powers could be temporary. If she feeds, we’re all doomed.”
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Maddison
My body was in pain as I laid with my face on the ground. I saw red and realized my head was bleeding. I looked behind me and found Emma standing with blazing eyes. I
