little boy in a tight
embrace and fell to her knees.
“ James! Oh my God!” she
whimpered into his shoulder. She grabbed him by the shoulders and
shook him. “What were you thinking? You know better than to run
into the street!” she scolded lovingly, tears running down her
face.
But James didn’t answer. He just
stared at Kara with the same bewildered expression.
“ Mommy, why is the girl
glowing?” He pointed.
Kara started to feel uneasy. She
glanced around nervously, but no other mortals seemed to be looking
their way. She looked down at herself. Her M-suit was intact. She
could see no signs of tears anywhere. She leaned over and stared at
her reflection through the window of a parked car. She looked fine.
She looked like a normal mortal. She wasn’t glowing so what was the
kid talking about?
The woman wiped her nose with her
sleeve and ignored her son. She got to her feet. “Thank you so
much, miss. I—I—didn’t see him in time. If you hadn’t been
there”—the woman’s eyes started to leak water like a
tap.
“ It’s all right. He’s safe
now.” Kara smiled gently. “Just watch out for wandering butterflies
in the streets. I think he might follow them again—”
“ Mommy, the lady is
glowing!” James stomped his feet and pointed some more, his face
turning redder.
His mother grabbed him firmly by the
hand. “That’s enough, James. Say thank you and goodbye to the nice
girl.”
“ But mommy she’s glowing!”
yelled James stubbornly, and Kara thought his lungs might explode.
What was wrong with this kid?
With a frown, his mother gave him a
tug. “That’s it! I’ve heard enough— Nanny’s waiting—let’s go,
James.”
Kara watched in silence as the woman
ignored her son’s tantrum and pulled him along forcefully. All the
way down the street, James turned and pointed towards Kara, still
complaining loudly that she was glowing. He clearly saw something
in her that his mother didn’t. Could the little boy see through her
mortal shell?
“ He’s a Sensitive,” said
David, as though reading her thoughts. He settled beside her and
watched the little boy with great interest. “That’s how it usually
starts.”
Kara studied his face. “What usually
starts?”
“ Seeing the supernatural.
First they see us—GAs, out on missions as our true selves. Glowing,
in our entire splendor .” David straightened himself and lifted his chin in the air
dramatically. “But soon he’ll see the others. And then it’ll get
ugly for him.”
“ The others?” Kara didn’t
like how he had said that. But she already knew the
answer.
“ Demons. Sensitives have
the gift of sight. They see us, which means they see demons as
well. It’ll scare the crap out of him. Poor little bugger—I hope
the group finds him quickly. If not, I’ve heard some of the young
ones go insane. Or worse, their parents lock them up thinking they
are mad. Sensitives are special—and extremely rare.”
Kara shook her head slowly. “That’s
horrible. I can’t imagine what it must be like to see those things
when one is so young.”
“ Well, pray that the group
finds him soon. His mother looks like the type to lock him up in a
loony bin. She’s not going to believe him when he tells her he sees
monsters. Did you see her face when he was telling her you were
glowing? Yup. She’s going to lock him up.”
Kara watched James and his mother
disappear around the corner. “How soon till he starts seeing
demons?” She was afraid for the little boy. Demons materialized in
all forms of ugliness. If Kara was afraid of them, then James would
be terrified.
“ Soon—tomorrow, probably.
He’s going to be a total mess.”
Something nagged her in the back of
her mind. “Wait a second? Where was his guardian? He would have
been killed if I hadn’t pulled him out of the way in time. This was
an easy assignment, his GA should have been here.”
“ I heard Ariel talking
earlier.” David looked over his shoulder and