A light lightened up my entire room as I scrambled around on my bed, it shouldn't be this bright. At the moment it's nighttime, it's unusual for it to be this bright. Maybe a neighbour had some light technology that activated when a person was nearby? No...nobody in this neighbourhood needs something like that because crime is a rare thing around here. I was beginning to get annoyed, the light hadn't turned off yet and the clock on the side of my table on a blue plastic table said it was midnight. I puckered my eyebrows as I shoved the blanket, which was colourful and had rocket ships plastered all over it, to the side of the wall where my small bed was pressed up against and fumbled out of the bed. Standing up so quickly gave me a dizzy headache, but after dealing with the horrendous headache, I switched on the light bulb sitting on the blue table and saw my bedroom light outmatch the light from outside.

It wasn't enough, I was determined to understand what this intrusive light issue was. I needed the cause of this problematic issue, I walked over to my door ninety degrees in front of me and when I reached close, the perception of me looming tall shrank as my eyes barely met with the doorknob. My fragile tiny hands reached for the doorknob, forcing me to stand on my toes so I could eventually escape my red-carpeted room complimented by the blue painted wall. Finally, phew...I checked to see if any of my parents were in the hallway, they weren't, I sneaked over to the toilet room a few inches in front of me and tucked my head around the corner to see nothing but a toilet, a sink and a shower built from a bath.

Sneaky me, I was always caught red-handed by my parents every time I tried getting food from the kitchen, even though I wasn't hungry, I just wanted to sleep with my awesome sister and play games with her. Clenching my fists in victory, I did a full one hundred eighty turn and silently crept down the stairs, making sure I didn't make any noise. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, cut short from the cramped shoes stored in a box, I turned behind me and saw the door to the living room was opened. And also saw the light that was keeping me awake as it shined the entirety of my bedroom, peeling through the windows into the living room like it was coming from the garden.

"Huh…?" I grumbled, cuddling myself from the extensive icy temperature that swarmed me in an attacking momentum. It was cold, my teeth shuddered and crammed with each other constantly as I was trembling everywhere, it got colder the more I closed in on the living room, eventually entering the almost-to-empty room, covering my eyes from the sheer intensity of the light that came from out of my garden. I heard something, I don't know how to explain it, it sounded like whooshes and tweeps with material peeling noises also. My question was answered when I stood in-between the back door, fully covered in cold bites as I felt like I was freezing to death. Painfully but slowly, I opened my eyes and got a reading of a figure, a small hourglass figure, petite, short in height, had long strings of hair waving below their hips. They almost seemed like they were levitating at the left rear edge of my garden.

Just before I could get out a word and ask who it was. I was bewildered when I finally understood who this controversial figure was. It was my sister, Althea, she was floating a few centimetres off the ground in a globe of light. Rays of light travelled from out of Althea and were attached to flowers and grass that had the appearance of death but life peeled itself back together. I saw the dead patch of dead grass and flowers that had remained there for months, tormenting nature as an act of jealousy, getting revived and having its hazard washed off by the heavenly power used by my sister. Althea...Althea is floating? Althea has powers…? Her hair had its mind, it flowed like it was resting on an invisible floor and the end tips of Althea's white hair glowed cyan blue.

"Sister…?" I accidentally mutter out loud. The glare of the light rays travelling from Althea flickered hastily as she spun around with white glowing eyes where lines of white light extended from all around her eye sockets. Her expression showed she was shocked as white whiskers near her nose fluttered rapidly. The grass and the flowers that were living freshly before perished and turned mouldy, losing their limited life.

"Aaron…?"

"You're a pretty vampire…"

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For so long, the feeling of sorrow and sadness was frozen on a line of fogginess but rarely came to the front as I completely wasted my energy repressing the emotions I didn't want to show. When I cried, it felt unfamiliar, I couldn't recognise the strong feeling and emotion but I knew it was a missing piece of a puzzle. The tears kept coming, they wouldn't stop like they were freed from imprisonment and wanted to cheer the freedom that they broke the cells for after being aided by the brain to revolt against the corruption, that corruption was me. I didn't like it, I felt too uncomfortable and did not have the greatest experience. The cave I'm sitting in was the lethal blow to untangling the restricted tank of built-up rain. Even though I dearly missed Althea that my neurological brain wanted me to cry, I held it in and kept myself busy with school to blur my compulsive thinking of my sister.

After crying for an extended time, I wiped the tears off my face and rubbed my eyes before climbing myself on the rock-based chair and felt it was smaller than it used to be. I zipped my hands onto a small chess piece in black and horizontally moved it onto another black spot that is nowhere near the black side. Then I did the same with the white chess, relaxing my emotions in the meantime, then the black, then the white until the black wins and takes out every white piece. I didn't realize it at the time but a small smile crept up on my face as memories of my sister teasing me played like a recorded tape. I had a picture of Althea alone by herself resting on a tree thicker enough to take up the entire picture resting on the table, her hair was so white that it was another light source as to how glossy it was. Althea posed with a casual smile as a shadow of her arm lunged across her face as it was a sunny day that day.

She looked like a perfect model for her young age. If she went on to take on modelling jobs, I'd be sure she would be a billionaire by now. Maybe it's exaggerated but my sister was a very pretty girl, I couldn't stop but admire how beautiful she looked. I sound like a creep...Hang on, scrap that. I just remembered that I was the one who introduced her to the idea of modelling, it was a weird night. A very weird night, I learnt the knowledge of Althea having powers that night - I caught her healing the dead patch in my garden and said "You're a pretty vampire" without thought, after being woken up by the light that illuminated my entire room. Did I tell my parents about her powers? No, I was a kid. I knew that it was a strange encounter at the time but I kept it a hidden secret because I feared some government cooperation would test her if I snitched her out.

"What are you doing?" A voice shocked me greatly out of nowhere, I flinched around towards the voice and was panting heavily when I saw a familiar face, it was that girl named Lia, Lisa...Leo, Lisbon… something, I forgot. I took a few seconds and exhaled deeply, I closed my eyes for a few seconds before reopening them to approach the situation calmly and collected.

"Just having a little tour," I signed in response. Lia nodded to my answer and ducked her head into the cave, taking a look around the walls to see blatant pictures of me in clear view. Lia grinned like she knew what kind of scenario I was in immediately.

"Just a little tour, huh? Who's the pretty girl with you?" Lia scoffed, asking me a question afterwards as she fully entered the cave.

"That is Althea. My missing sister," I replied after a long time of silence. Lia dashed her stare on me with sympathetic eyes after reading what I signed.

"That is awful. I hope you find a clue to where she is one day," Althea sighed with an empathetic tone, shortly sitting on the other rock-based chair in front of me after circling the area a few times, having a good read of all of the pictures. I saw her stare at the chess game for a long period without saying anything else before clicking her tongue.

"Chess? Interesting, I'm surprised to see a chess game insight after its trend died off." She said as she knocked two black pieces off with one white piece after I rearranged the game to play myself again.

"You know about it?" I signed.

"Sure, I was the youngest professional to win a ten streak in a row without losing. Then I won twenty in a row afterwards, winning at least forty games before losing one game, which had me win a streak of another, surpassing the original and getting a one hundred victory streak without losses." Lia rambled on.

"So what you're saying is you are the smartest person alive?"

"It doesn't require a smart person to win a chess game,"

"That's exactly what a smart person would say."

"Sure, I supposedly had an IQ of two-hundred and eighty, but I will not believe their scans as the technology back then was way different from the present time. I'm purposely not the smartest, the smartest has a three-hundred IQ, tested by many high techs that all confirmed their IQ; but their identity is unknown so I'm obliged to think it is all bullshit." Lia rambled on again.

What an utter smartass, look at her, talking like a smartass to a total twat like me. Looking down at me is she? Utter smartass, I must say. I'm kidding, I do not care if she is looking down at me because I thrive off annoying strangers online who think they're smart. Something about Lia is stopping me from annoying her though, it's probably the fact she acts identical to my sister. Well, after that mention of her possibly being smart, smarter than me perhaps, we both continued to chat and started to bond well together. We grew on each other, she grew on me being a silent person and I grew on her being a non-stop chatterbox of a smartass human. Both of our egos were boosted by how much we complimented each other every second as we playfully messed around. She probably feels the same way but I look at her like she was a little sister to me even though she's brian of this newly formed duo.

We teasingly hugged each other, punching lightly while we headed back to the camp as it was getting bright in the sky. As I entered the campsite, I felt off with the surroundings I currently felt myself in. I kept checking around me because I felt uneasy about something, not to worry, Lia kept me distracted from the matter as she spoke about her cheeky mother. Then, just before I could get away from that weird thought, a tall blonde boy with blue eyes greeted both of us with an unrecognisable facial expression. He looked well-healthy and fit for his age and looked very mature while wearing the same red school uniform Lia was wearing. A friend, perhaps? I glanced at Lia after he kept going back and forth with his eyes to get an answer but I was met with cold unnatural eyes that I thought Lia could never make before. Her eyes were drained with sincere hatred and rage as they focused on whoever this stranger was.

"Hey, Lia, who is this?" The boy with a charming voice recounted, paying most of his attention to Lia now.

"My new amazing friend," Lia answered in annoyance as she sounded aggressive, instantly rolling her eyes away from the friend.

"Yeah, it seems a bit too close for this guy to be your friend," the boy snarled, throwing a fist I couldn't react in time and faced the consequences of spattering everywhere from my fractured nose as I was knocked onto my butt. Pain rushed through my head as I struggled to hold in tears due to the agonizing pain.

"The fuck is wrong with you?!" Lia screeched, using her hands to slap the boy across the face and seemed to be working when the boy remained paralysed from moving. But Lia's screech alerted the entire campsite that could hear it as students and teachers rushed out onto the scene, then I had the most embarrassing moment in my life. Sitting beaten in front of my best friend, George, who rushed over after recognising who I was.

Was it jealousy?

It was, wasn't it? I was attacked because this guy was jealous…

God, that is sad….