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Capritus. My power is that I can manipulate people's realities. Well, for me, mainly in dreams. Like the memonai I have had with you the past few weeks." Aaronmon said.
    "I'm an Aríenom, but my main talents are with the plants,” Aunt Trish explained. “I can barely do weather. But you, I never got to see for sure. I always had you on Pale. That medicine I gave you every morning, that I told you was vitamins, was really a suppressor. It made your powers go into hibernation. But I didn't give you any this week, because I learned he was coming. So I made a choice not to give it to you. Instead, I swapped it out with regular vitamins." Aunt Trish picked up the bottle on the counter.
    "Why do you think I heard talking?" I went back to her question before.
    "Well, you are always close to animals. I thought maybe you were a specie communicator talented Aríenom."
    "Did you hear your cat?" Aaronmon asked, very interested in learning my capabilities.
    I shook my head.
    "What was it?" Aaronmon stepped closer to me.
    "I don't know. It was weird. I felt something. A feeling..." I tried to explain. "Sadness. It was coming from Trish when she learned about my dad's death."
    Aaronmon and Aunt Trish exchanged confused glances.
    "What? Is that bad?" I asked.
    "Are you certain that’s what you felt?" Trish asked. Her expression was still frozen with confusion.
    "Yeah."
    "No, that can't be right," Aaronmon said, taking a seat.
    "Will someone please explain to me what is going on?" I demanded.
    "We don't know." Aunt Trish shook her head.
    "You don't know?" I started to fume.
    "What she means is, there isn't a power within the four signs that… uh… do that." Aaronmon scratched his head.
    "Great. My day keeps getting better." I huffed.
    "Could she be a new breed?" Aunt Trish asked Aaronmon.
    "I don't know. We haven't had a new one since the Ominus, and that was over a thousand years ago." Araronmon looked at me, at me as if I had just performed a magic illusion, and he couldn't figure out how I’d done it.
    "Well I better get ready for school," I muttered.
    "School? Dear, you don't have to go to school today. You have much to learn and not enough time to learn it." Trish stood up and stepped closer to me.
    "I was ordered to make sure you were prepared when the time came," Aaronmon said.
    "Look," I took a deep breath, "I didn't ask for any of this. Neither of you even asked if I wanted to be queen, or if I wanted anything to do with Emréiana. Honestly, I don't. I'm not sure if there will ever be a way to make me forget what I just learned, but I am willing to find a way to live a normal life here on Earth. I have friends, a boyfriend, and a life. This is something every normal human girl wants, and I have it."
    "Honey, you're not a normal human girl,” my aunt stated gently. “You're not even human at all. You were sent to live here for protection. You, however, are not an actual Earthling Resident. You being here has posed a threat to Earth. The Bremoir see s Earth as an enemy for protecting you, even if Earth doesn’t know a thing about the universe around them. If we don’t get you off the planet soon, then the Bremoir may take action. Earth can’t fight off anything like that."
    It took me a minute to realize what Aunt Trish was saying. She meant I may have to leave Earth. I may have to leave behind every bit of the life I had established here. It really didn't matter if I took the throne or not. I would still never be a human, and I may never be able to live on Earth again. My eyes widened as a new piece of information hit me. They were the reason I had not gotten into a college. They were not going to let me put roots down on Earth. They knew this day was coming. I didn't know how they did it, but somehow they had kept me from being able to put roots down for good.
    "I'm going to school," I choked. "I know you have stuff you want to teach me, but I need some time okay."
    "You need to know how to control your powers, whatever