Sari lay in bed, smoothing her hair out against her pillow. It had felt good to take a real shower after so long. Sari smiled, she liked the way her hair felt against her fingers. So fine and smooth, long and silky. She stared up at the bed above her, thinking about Charismi, who lay on top of a pillow next to her. Charismi opened one eye to check on Sari, then closed it and went back to snoring peacefully. Sari sighed, trying to roll over and close her eyes. The door creaked open and a head poked in.
“Still awake?” a voice fluttered in. It was one of the twins. His blue eyes pierced the darkness, bright and curious.
“Yeah.” Sari whispered back, turning to look at the boy more closely.
The boy walked over and sat on the edge of Sari’s bed, next to Charismi; who opened both eyes and snorted, tongue flickering.
“Hey! He’s just here to talk!” Sari said, scolding Charismi. Charismi looked at Sari, then the boy, then closed both eyes again and went back to sleep.
“Nice dragon you got there.” The boy whispered, staring at Charismi, “Sure a feisty one.”
“Yeah, I found Charismi in the woods not far from here. She has been with me ever since.”
“A girl, huh? Wow, must be cool.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Oh, sorry for not introducing myself earlier, I’m Hemu; my brother’s name is Muri. Together we’re Hemuri. You’re not the only ones with superpowers, when me and brother are together, we can morph into anything and anybody we have seen. Also, we know everything and anything our object might know. All their knowledge, tactics, crime fighting skills, everything. So you better watch out, I’ve seen you know. You can’t hide.”
And with that, Hemu got up and walked out the doorway, closing the door softly behind him. Sari thought hard about what Hemu had said: morphing powers? Knowledge stealing? And what had he meant by “you can’t hide”? It was too much to think about. Sari sighed and muttered to herself quietly.
“Are you okay?” A tiny voice floated down to her ear. It was Ayumu.
“Yeah. I’m fine.”
“Don’t listen to him. He’s joking.”
“About the morphing part?”
“No, about the last sentence. He doesn’t really mean it.”
“Mean what?” Sari asked, her voice rising with concern.
“Nothing, go back to sleep.” Ayumu whispered, and Sari heard her lie down and roll over. She put her head back on the pillow just as Charismi opened her eyes again, this time with questioning.
Sari looked deep into Charismi eyes, knowing she was thinking the same thing as her: “What?” Sari shook her head, sighing deeply. “I don’t know Charismi, I don’t know.” Then Sari curled up, and went to sleep.
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