Damn, this girl had a rough life. Lydia Branwell, suicide at age 14, not long after her birthday.

She had a rough life from the start, at least with what my mind reading ability goes. She watched her father get shot, and her mother raped when she was just 4. After that she was left homeless, all alone. Then the state took her into the foster care system.

She was somewhat happy there, but had no friends. When she moved back to New York, at about 7. She met Livvy, and had a relatively good life for about three years after that. Then her foster parents were robbed and sexually assualted. They blamed Lydia, beat her, and threw her out. She lived on the streets, stealing, and running. Her ability allowed her to replace one object with another of similar mass, which probably came in handy.

When she was 13, she was put back into a foster home. This time, the mother was nice but the father was a complete fucking, jack-ass. He was a pervert, always trying to peep on her and finally, in march of 2018 raped her.

About a month later, she found out she was pregnant. She was already a different person from her happy go lucky self after she was raped, but then it was worse after she found out she was pregnant.

She couldn’t take it, and eventually, snapped.

Holy shit, this seems like someones writing a suffer porn novel. Seriously, what the fuck.

She was special to Sophie, and Sophie was special to her. I can’t just let my friend suffer when we can do something about it.

And just when I was about to walk away, Sophie came around the hallway corner and asked, “What are the conditions of the ability?”

Ah, I knew she’d be interested in it. Well, might as well tell her. “Well, first, you can’t go more than ten thousand years back, and you can’t go more than ten thousand years in the future. You also can’t travel less than 1 year at time. Second, you can’t go alone, you need at least 3 other people with you, and you can’t have more than 5 people total. Lastly, you need a teleportation circle like thing. You must have a circle, about a kilometer wide, and a circle about 10 meters wide in the center of that circle. The smaller circle either has to be parallel or lower than the larger circle for it to work. You must also have a set of circles in the place you want to travel to, it doesn’t matter whether it would be in the past, present, or future. The circle has to be there at some point in the timeline.”

“Well that’s a lot of words.” Sophie said, looking contemplative. “Why are you telling me this?”

“I can’t have my commanders suffering.”

“But you barely know me.”

“So?”

“Nevermind. how the fuck do you know about Lydia?”

“Mind reading can be quite handy, don’t you agree?”

“Well, yes.”

“Ha, I’ve beat you.”

She sighed, “No, you didn’t.” She twirled around, rolling her eyes and giving me the bird. “I’ll do the thing. But you give me radiation poisoning and you’ll regret all your life decisions.”

Walking down the hall, I said something about, “Oh, will I now?” but I doubt she cared much. She was probably happy. She could see Lydia again. She could save her.

I smiled, and laughed, I’ve gone soft.