"BACK TO MY NOTES." Ruthie turned a page in her notebook before continuing. "And then we have idimmu. They are our own planet's hybrids. Basically, part human and part ulami. But their alien DNA isn't completely compatible with human DNA and therefore, most idimmu eventually lose their minds." She threw Wynona and Luke a look of pity, but they didn't appreciate it and glared back at her. "But, Tru can stop that," said Luke, leaning forward. "Seems to me that we've found the get-out-of-the-asylum card." He looked hopefully my way. "I don't know, Luke." I definitely didn't want to promise anything I wasn't positive I could deliver. "I've never tried it on an idimmu before." Plus, my healing history wasn't much of an endorsement. If anything, I had made life worse for Bobby. I didn't know about Ruthie yet."But your mother can--""You mean Caroline," I corrected, still not ready to embrace her as my mom.Ruthie turned to the twins. "You guys saw how bad she looked, right? Fixin
THE ENTIRE GANG COULDN'T get together again until Saturday, and because Isaac was craving pizza, we met at Luigi's. It wasn't the best pizza around, but it was the least crowded. We even managed to grab a small, deserted side room that gave us the privacy we wanted.While we waited for our pizzas, Ruthie pulled out her trusty notebook and began. "So, we've been talking about Ulami's Hope and the Sentavoti a lot at school and we have a few ideas." "Can you read it again?" asked Phoebe."Sure. We've read it so many times this week I pretty much know it by heart." Isaac and Phoebe leaned in as she recited it perfectly:"Ulami's Hope -From one birthWill come a new triangleWater, Earth, HeavenRarest AramusatuHealer, Savior, DestroyerEnd the Earth, save the worldKnow past, present, futureMightiest unionsTruth, Mercy, JusticeWill be a pure scaleFrom one birth""Zander and Tru understand the nerdy poetry stuff," she said, waving a hand our way. "They can explain."
AFTER SCHOOL ON MONDAY, the gang gathered at the frozen-yogurt shop to catch up. We hadn't had time to talk at lunch today because Dr. Frankler had pulled Zander and me into her office for another chat. Ruthie wanted to hear all about it when I joined her at her locker later, but I'd convinced her to wait until we were all together so I wouldn't have to repeat myself. Before we launched into it, Ruthie nudged me. "Where do you think we should go for Homecoming dinner?" she whispered. I shrugged, finding it difficult to get excited about Homecoming when we were talking about prophecies, life on other planets, aliens living among us, and ... oh yeah, that I was part alien. But then I remembered how important this dance was to her. It was one of the biggest events of her senior year. I had promised her we'd make time for normal teenage fun.I glanced at Phoebe and Isaac. "Did you guys make Homecoming plans?" "No," said Phoebe. "We stopped going to public school, remember?""So wha
FOR ONCE, LUKE HAD a very good point. Fortunately, we had an explanation."Dr. Frankler assured us that Haven takes that into consideration," said Zander. "Remember, Haven helps those who have been vanished to Earth."When they looked at us with confusion, I explained, "Haven's doctors put the ulami through a series of psychological tests to determine their criminal propensity. Their research confirmed that most of them come to Earth with a moral blank slate.""It's pretty fascinating," said Zander. "They really can start over because when the vanishment erased their memories, it also erased the events and influences that led them to break the law in the first place."Luke snorted in disbelief. Zander gave him a dark look. "Just like most humans, most ulami are not evil to the core.""Dude, you're so wrong. Most humans are evil sons of bitches with little black hearts."Everyone stared at Luke with shock. Even Wynona, but her gaze was full of concern. Luke grew uncomfortable with
I SPUTTERED WITH EXASPERATION. "Of course, we're still going to Homecoming," I said, almost tripping over a pile of clothes on my bedroom floor. Dread settled in as I plopped down on my bed and hunched over. Homecoming weekend had finally arrived and I was checking off the last item on my to-do list for the double date with Ruthie and Maverick - confirm time with Mav. Ruthie and I had been busy with our plans all week, reserving the restaurant, buying new makeup, getting our nails done, and practicing hairstyles that looked good with our dresses. Ruthie was coming over soon to pick me up for the big football game and I wanted to tell her everything was good to go. Because it just had to be!"You've got to be kidding me, Tru," Maverick bellowed through the phone. "You do realize that Gerard Hughes and his people are trying to kidnap you and/or kill you, right?"I hedged, not wanting to go there right now. I'd been living in a sweet fog of normal routines for the last two weeks. Well
"NOT ME, NO," SAID Maverick. "But our people here. They're just doing what Ira wanted us to do.""Polaris spies are following me?" My voice rose higher with each word. I didn't want anyone spying on me."Tru," he said gently. "You've always had Polaris watching you to some degree. Ira knew how important you were, how important you still are. Let's just say some of the people in your life are there to keep an eye on you, to protect you, and we've increased security.""Who?" I demanded, wanting to know which one of our friends was a spy. Who wanted a fake friend?"Don't worry," he said, a little contrition tinting his voice. "It's not like your whole life is a lie."He was so wrong. My entire life was a lie. My mom and dad had never told me I was adopted, or whatever it was called when you took over someone else's kid. From what I'd gathered in my vision, I wasn't sure it had been done legally. "Tru, your mom and dad love you as much ... I mean, you're related to them ... gah! You
I PUT THE FINISHING touches on my makeup, checked myself out in the mirror one last time, and smiled at my reflection. My hair was behaving, my skin-tight pants hugged my hips and thighs in all the right places, and my pink shirt made my skin brighten with color. As I grabbed my jacket and wallet, a pile of letters fell to the floor. I paused, contemplating what those letters might say for the umpteenth time. I checked my phone. No text from Ruthie saying she was on her way, which meant I had time to read them.Maverick had said that Mom and Dad were unaware of the supernatural world, but I knew my mom had been gifted. It could be laughed off as extreme intuition, but now that I knew she'd come from idimmu parents, I wondered how much she had known. Ruthie had been full of suspense when she'd given the letters back to me. She'd read most of them, the little sneak! But true to her word, she hadn't breathed a word of their contents. She'd only suggested in a gentle voice that I should r
MY FRUSTRATION REACHED A boiling point. Zander had conspired with Ruthie to force me into confronting Caroline despite knowing how much I didn't want to talk to her. I felt so betrayed. Wrenching around to glare at him I found him squinting back at me, his eyes slightly unfocused. Was he trying to read my mind? We'd been practicing it a little, but now was definitely not the time to go poking around in my head. Pressing my lips together, I pictured the wall that I'd been trying to break down all week, but this time, instead of trying to disintegrate it, I imagined adding bricks. I piled them up, layer by layer and felt them slamming into place. Zander twitched, his eyes widening before turning down with disappointment. It worked! I'd blocked him out. A wave of guilt batted at me, but I brushed it away. It served him right for tricking me like this. He definitely hadn't thought it through."And what do you think is going to happen when you show up at the Efoti's cabin, huh?" I said. "Y