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Tesia

Chapter One

Mia

“Your latte, ma’am.”

The clink of the heavy brown mug startles me, and I blink a few times before attempting a smile. The warm, gentle smell of coffee, somewhat masked by the vanilla, would be relaxing under normal circumstances. But none of this, me and my stepsister with some gay man in a cafe, classifies as normal. Especially because everyone else seems to be ignoring the scene of two rough looking teenagers eating with a nicely dressed, 30 year old man. I don’t actually know his age, since we’ve only just met through extreme rescue circumstances, but he seems 30.

“You know, I brought you here to eat, right?”

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His insensitive reminder calls up images of the cold, black walls, the feeling of the icy air and unknown powers. The sound of nothing. The terror of knowing I was alone.

I shudder, then shove the thought from my mind. I don’t really need to remember that now.

“Yeah, okay, we get that. Next question, why are w-”

Director cuts me off.

“I’m still eating. One question at a- Hey!” He shakes an angry fork at Eren, who just tried to order yet another dish. “No more food! You’re just going to have to wait until the rest of us are done.”

“What? Oh, come on.” Eren scowls and, shoving back her chair brusquely, stands up. I’m going to the washroom.”

Director sighs, and mutters evilly about not finishing until after she gets back. I shift in my chair, suddenly awkward without my sister. Eventually, Director smiles, clasping his hands on the table.

“So?”

“So what?” I eye him suspiciously.

He leans forward slightly, his big brown eyes flashing excitedly.

“So what powers did you get at the lab?”

I jerk back harshly, my eyebrows furrowed.

“Please, Mia,” he laughs a little, “Did you really think I would be sending rescue teams to remote locations if I didn’t know exactly what they were doing there? I’ve known about this for quite some time. What kind of people did you think my agency was made up …show more content…

He smile falters, and he continues.

“You would live here in Grassyfalls,” he gestures out the window, “With my other agents, and you would work for me for what I think is a very handsome rate. This would be something of a down payment.”

He slides a cheque forward, and my heart leaps into my throat at the number.

“What do you think, Mia? It’s a lot better than your little shack back in your old town, and the payment is a lot better than your three part-time jobs. Besides, your absent father and stepmother would merely think that you were and Eren got a scholarship to a very prestigious boarding school here in Canada. I think that would please them.”

“What the hell do you think you know about my father, and why the fuck should I want to please him?” I snap, a little louder than I intended. “He raises me in Poland for six years of my life, not letting me know anything about my mother, then moves to Canada and gets married before dropping me and my new sister in Didsbury? I don’t want to please him.”

Director leans back, looking a little uncomfortable, and removes the cheque from the table.

“Well, all that’s mere details. What do you think about joining U.N.I.T.E.?”

I flop back into my chair with a huff, crossing my