Damn Fate | ✔️

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Kyle, Jon and I were cramped up in a couch at Psyche and Moira's house.

Psyche was at the kitchen, making hot chocolate for everyone, and Moira was sitting opposite us, looking intimidating.

She had long brown hair, which had pink, purple and blue streaks, tied in a braid and wore purple feather earrings. Even though her hair wasn't let down, it still reached down to her waist.

That was a lot of hair.

Her blue eyes were intense and I would know, since I've been told my whole life I had eyes like this.

Her thin lips looked even thinner as she smirked at us, as if she knew everything about us. As if she was reading us Sherlock Holmes style. She was taller than Psyche, which made her a little shorter than Kyle (who was a little taller than Jon because of his hair).

Her sister, on the other side, had ginger hair about as long, but caught up in a not-so-messy bun. She had lots of freckles, kinda like Felicia, and dark gray eyes.

She looked and acted much sweeter than her sister. She was extra cheerful and gave away a hopeless romantic vibe, for some reason. She looked like a shipper.

That must have been why she became a Soulreader.

I wouldn't have known that Moira was a Fatereader if it wasn't for Kyle, who recognised her from his Revealing Ceremony. She just snorted when he mentioned her.

A few minutes later (which felt like hours), Psyche came back with the chocolate.

«Here you go, kids!» she smiled.

«Thanks!» we all smiled politely.

«Now, I don't mean to be rude, but could we get straight to the point? I have to go to work at around 7.30 again. I took this break just for you guys and I don't have much time... I can't ask for an extension on this.» Psyche frowned.

«This is getting boring...» Moira rolled her eyes.

«Moira!» her sister hissed at her. «Don't listen to her... It's hard for her to warm up to people. Just tell me what's going on.» she added. Kyle, who was sitting in my right, nudged me with his elbow.

«Well, we kinda need your help planning an event. You have better connections than us and we have no idea what to do... We need to make some announcements to a big crowd and we don't want to tell random people. They probably won't believe us if we start yelling at the street.» I explained.

«Um, okay. I can help with that, but it won't be easy. Especially if you don't tell me what you want to announce.» Psyche replied.

«I know what they want.» Moira smirked. I was about to say that it was impossible, but then I remembered the way she was studying all of us before her sister returned to the room.

«Not again...» her sister muttered.

«You want to tell people--» Moira ignored her.

«At least give them the chance to explain on their own, first!» Psyche hissed.

«Fine, even though that's boring.» Moira rolled her eyes.

«Do you want to tell me what you're planning on announcing?» her sister sighed. I glanced at Kyle and Jon. They nodded in agreement (a little hesitantly, I may add).

«Your sister seems to know, anyway, so I guess I'll just say it. We're going to tell the world who the savior is and start recruiting people against the villain.» I bit my lip.

«I'm assuming you know who the villain is and the savior is one of you?» Psyche asked. Our silence gave it all away. «Alright. I'll help you. I did say I'd do you a favor, if you ever needed one, so...»