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[h1][i][color=ec008c]Whyspe Algrae[/color][/i][/h1][/center]

As Whyspe continued to lead her group around, she caught a glimpse of her sister as she was walking to the gym. She took a moment to wave before another onslaught of questions began. Some of her students wanted to see their classes, some wanted to know about extracurricular activities, and some wanted to know more about [i]her[/i]. [color=92278f]"Ah, Ms. Whyspe! Ms. Whyspe! You're a senior here, right? How long have you been at this school? Do you still talk to your family? Are the rumors about not being able to contact family members true?"[/color] A voice from the small and frightened group of teens perked up, sending the whole group into a flurry of whispers. Whyspe turned away from the building she had been facing to look at the students, her hands clasped in front of her stomach. 

There was a nervous, but genuine smile on her lips. [color=ec008c]"Ah... Let me answer your questions in order,"[/color] She finally spoke after a few breathless minutes, her voice audibly shaking more than it had before. This caused another wave of whispers to coarse through the group, but the vampire continued on as best as she could. [color=ec008c]"Yes, I'm a senior. I wouldn't be allowed to guide you guys unless I was. I've been at the school since I was 10 years old. Ah... As for my family--"[/color] Her words cut off abruptly.

[i]...The feeling of arms, and then the feeling of water, where was she? 
What was going on? 
Where were mommy and daddy? Where had they gone?

As the thoughts whirled around in her tiny one and a half year old mind, her body finally registered that she wasn't breathing. She had instinctively held her breath to keep the water out of her lungs. Just as she was losing the will to keep going, the arms around her let go, and she broke the surface of the river. Frantically, she began to cry out, sobs of fear and uncertainty filling her lungs.[/i]

When Whyspe finally came to, her group had surrounded her. Some were calling out for help, while others had propped her head up on a jacket. That's when she heard a sickeningly sweet voice answer the question she hadn't gotten to. [color=00aeef]"Little Whyse has no family. She was adopted by her cousin's parents because she killed her own. She never gets letters from her family like Esyla does. Probably because Esyla's parents don't want to end up dead too."[/color] Whyspe winced at the words, trying to sit up. She tried to find the voice to refute what the girl had said, but the blackouts always left her unable to speak for a while. 

Frantically, Whyspe searched for the girl who'd spoken, and found her rose eyes locked on a pair of cerulean blue. She didn't recognize the girl, she didn't recognize most of the girls in her own class, she realized. Why was that? How did all of these people know what had happened to her parents? 

Where had they heard the story?