SUSPECTING NOTHING
AS I FALL INTO MY DREAMS ONCE MORE
WILL YOU SHOW ME A NEW LIGHT
I'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE
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"You don't really believe heros and villians exist, do you?"

It was an odd question, for Katerina herself didn't know exactly the answer to this question, but from the tone of Jeremy's voice she could tell that he didn't believe in heros and villans. "I believe there's a chosen side that many take because it is what right. While others take the side they maybe believe in just as much as those who are doing what is classified as right. I believe people try to be heros, and the people who go against them are in turn classified as villians." It was a different way of looking at it, and her explanation was kind of long, but it worked. Her eyes had remained steady, as did her voice as she thought about her answer. There was a side of "good" and "evil", but a lot of the time people just assumed the evil side was wrong, which isn't always the case. People just needed to look at their options before jumping in the way of a train to save some super hero.

As Katerina spoke of her nearly killing someone, Jeremy's reaction was priceless. It was like someone had tried to rape her, or kill her. And he immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was a him. How stereotypical. Because girl's couldn't be just as bad as boys. "Well, I guess I might as well explain the whole story," Katerina spoke walking around the room so that she could have a seat on the desk chair, turning it around to face where Jeremy stood.

"Mom got sick when I was thirteen. Before she died I wasn't so, cold. I hated that everyone whom I didn't talk to began to sympathize with me. They had no idea what was going on. And when she died, I shut out a lot of the world, retreating into my books and music." Katerina assumed as she spoke how this probably would be a good back story for Jeremy to hear some time or another anyways. It gave him insight into just how she dealt with the death of her mother. "I started hanging out with this group of girls at school. They were nice, yet they gave me my space, never making me talk about something I didnt want to. I enjoyed their company. The late night talks, giggling at the boys. I was only thirteen. Around this time I discovered my ability. It was new to me, but it was something exciting. Unlike you, I've never ever felt like my gift should be wasted. But I didn't want to tell these girls. Not yet. This was something big." Katerina took a deep breath, thinking about what happened next and still becoming angry with it as her face twisted.

"I quickly learned these girls were no friends of me. I was starting to get more attention from the boys, and apparently more people were beginning to notice my appearance. The girls quickly started rumors about me and the death of my mother." Katerina remembered that day like it was yesterday, and she could still see the girls laughing faces as she passed them in the hall. Oh how she wished she could have made them pay.

"One night, I confronted the ring leader. She was smug. She didn't care at all, and that's when I lost control. I wanted so badly to make her pay for what she had done. My mind wanted something to crash into her. To break her. To damage her. My mind sent a hanging mirror towards her, but because my ability was still so new, I forgot the mirror would have to go through me first." Katerina let out a strained laugh. "That's how I got my scar. Instead of killing her, I nearly killed myself. But the shock alone did some damage to her."

Katerina sat back in the chair now, her eyes maintaining balance on Jeremy. She knew her story was a lot to take in, and he probably had so many questions. But she was ready. She wanted to answer them.