My name is Raven LaRosa. I'm 60 so it's time for my first deep sleep.

Let's just say F@@k my life.

I have always been a loner, as a ward of the state from an early age of 10 months old.

You never and I repeat never get close to anyone because you never know when the angels of death a.k.a social workers will put you in a new hell designed to fuck with your mind.

Well I forgot this piece of advise when I was 13 and got close to Billy Jean we lived in the same house, we were walking back from the basketball game to Logan cottage when I had my first Magical experience, I projected, what is that you ask, well let me tell you, I remember falling to my knees and grabbing Billy's hand so she saw what I saw, a man laying in a ditch in a white suit with a red carnation, shot, asking me for help.

However the person in the ditch was Ricky my ex boyfriend.

Right what the hell and asked Billy do you see what I see, she said yep popping the p like she always did.

We ran like hell, like a demon was up our ass.

We sat in the dark looking out the window to see if anything followed us.

Two weeks later social workers came and we went separate ways.

I also figured out that somehow magic was tracked. Since I projected and grabbed Billy they could not tell which one of us was the carrier of magic.

I know I have to graduate soon and get out of the state care and try to blend, graduating not a problem, blending may be a little harder.

I've been told I have a resting bitch personality that says f@@k off don't talk to me or I will rip your face off and feed it to the dogs.

Have I said F@@k my life lately, it's not that I don't wish to blend I just have problems with stupid shit.

I mean I can work with dumb just not stupid.

It's been a few years and I've only had 3 major events.

1. I now see and hear people that ain't there.

2. Same people can project images into my head.

I make sure I don't touch people when I feel the tingling in my body start so I don't project on them.

And come after Christmas break mid term I graduate school.

I'm sixteen so instead of college I'm going straight into the military to get off the Ward of the state and the fucking angels of death squad who have made my life a living hell.

And try to find the 3 other people in this world who may have the same fucked up magic as me.

Let me explain, now as far as I know there is four of us and yes all wards of the state kids

how fucking convenient

we have all talked secretly over the years and common factors are we all showed some signs of magic at a very young age, we were all put under the same fucked up state system and all of us are loners, same angle of death head Honcho Mr. dip shit James Chadwick and his fucked up goon squad of social workers.

My social worker was Ms. Rebecca and she did try to help me over the years, always told me to keep my head down not over excel at anything, blend always telling me to fucking blend and it was the same with the others.

So we all figured out with the help of our social workers we were never caught so we all gave them the nic name

handler

and went into the military.

I know what your thinking state and government are one and the same but the saying goes hidden in plain sight.

So here I am in the US Army as a combat medic at Brooks Army Regional.

I just reported for my shift and got my schedule when a patient

what I thought was a patient

was staggering in the Beta hall.

I had no clue what was going on with this man so I went to help him but once my hand grabbed on to his arm I realized he was going to project on me.

It was on me to get us to the bunkers under the garage.

Only steel or lead rooms will cover our projection, go undetected, hide from sight fuck.

I had maybe 3 minutes and this guy could barely help me, he was that far gone, he was on the threshold consciousness and I knew it would be a big magical trace because it was 2 magical people me and him.

Shit time was running out and I had a long ass hallway to go.

Do I risk another magic trace.

I'm I far enough underground to cover the magic of both of us.

I'm I far enough away from any person that could possibly see us.

Will I be on the magic radar.

Damn ok here we go.

I hold out my hand, throw open the door of the bunker and teleport both of us.

Oh ya sorry I've found a few more hidden talents which are so cool.

Ok then, projection completed, guys knocked out, he's got water and power bars in this bunker, can't get out without the code, I'm good, now to do damage control for my hour and half missing.

Racking my brain to figure out what I have told and or done in the past to come up with a plan.

Ok so here we go Raven you got this, this is just a walk in the park.

When I get back to my Ward I see doctor dreamy.

I look to my left and see the head nurse, shit.

I'm so evil and I'm going to hell.

I mess up my hair for the just had dirty sex look, unbuttoned the top two on my uniform whites and wrinkle my skirt.

I walk over and ask dreamboat if he has any questions about my charting for this patient, knowing the head nurse just turned around and the Doc never once saw my attire.

I turn around putting myself straight and smile then winked at the head nurse and think ok damage control done. Yay

I'm going to hell for sure laughing at myself.

I rush away before the questions start flying.

My shift ends in 2 hours and I'm very hopeful that the guy in the bunker won't be too pissed off by the time I get back.

Ok not bad, only 45 minutes longer than expected but hey shit happens.

I punch in the code to open the door and find my guy so quiet you could hear a silent fart.

All I could say is, you projected and hello I'm Raven.

His face had this blank look but his eyes I could eat dinner off his eyes that's how big his they were.

He then smiled and said hello I'm Tim McCormick.

Well okay I said and nice to finally meet ya.

Tim is one of the other three and the first one I have met so far.

So why are you here Tim? 2 weeks medical training school he states, ok fair enough.

So your internship is on what floor,? 6th, well shit Phycology Unit.

Ok little harder to do damage control.

Shit why does it have to be the Psychology Department.

Well it's not like that it's impossible but that it's a little harder for damage control and I will have to ask for favors and well I just don't like asking for favors.

You just never know what they will want from you in the future.

Expanding the trust area of my life is not okay.

Think Raven who owes me a favor or who can I ask for one.

I look over at Tim and ask, so is this your first day in this department or what?

Yes Raven, it's my first day of rotation in this ward! Okay then that is a little helpful.

I quickly looked him up and down like he was candy in a candy shop and snapped his picture and sent it off to Julie in the scheduling department for interns.

Hey Jules I need a favor! Tim, the guy in the picture I just sent you, showed up on my ward by mistake for an internship. I was really busy and did not notice it until now, so can you fix his no show in the Phycology Department and do a patch job on the schedule?

I'll owe you one, a dinner or make this guy take you out? how about it Jules, please.

I have to wait a whole 5 minutes to get a response from her.

Okay Raven but it's dinner and a movie with mister blue eyes, he says yes it's a deal.

I place my phone in Tim's face and with a slight nod of his head I send a text.

Okay, 6p Friday, I'll give him your number, and walla damage control.

Damn I'm getting good at this shit.

Tim? yes

Have you met any of the others yet? only John and now you.

John is stationed in Germany at this time and last text I got from Sam

short for Samara

was 45 days ago but rumor has it she is in Iraq at this time.

Man I guess she was the first to get tapped for deployment.

You know are time is coming right.

Yeah I know.

Okay, so Tim, where are you being housed?

Barracks 64 down by the shoppette.

Did they give you a rental? No.

Okay then let's go get your stuff.

You can stay with me until you finish your internship.

Just tell your class leader and Commander you're staying with your cousin in town who is also stationed here and works in the hospital.

So what happened today for your lack of control?

I'm not sure but I think it was triggered from the guy in room 6012.

I'm pretty sure he's one of us.

Shit for real, my head turns so fast you would think I was trying out for the exorcist movie.

Just to see if he was telling me the truth.

How do you know this?

Just one of my gifts.

Just like your things with teleporting, yeah I saw that.

I can feel magic, it's one of my things like a rope that's linked to me.

But I have to be in touch with the person or some kind of contact before I get the link.

You, Sam and John's link was through the internet, and I went down for 3 hours after that contact.

This guy was when we had eye contact when I passed his room.

Just like back at the bunker I did not attack you cause I knew your link we talked on the phone before and now I have a face.

I lost control because he was a new link it hit me out of nowhere.

I guess a meet and greet is in order but first let's get your stuff moved cause it's safer at my house.

It should only take a few minutes to get my stuff only 2 bags and I will check out of the barracks tomorrow.

Let's eat cause I'm hangry as he looks at me stupidly I just roll my eyes and say you know the place between I'm so hungry I'm getting angry.

Sounds good taco bell it is quick and easy.

So tomorrow we need to come up with a plan.

Either get in to see this guy or I need to make sure he is your patient.

And then I can come up and meet him shortly after you introduce yourself.

All's good and by the time 7p rolled around we were done moving and eating.

This is what we can and can not do, we can't have you losing your shit tomorrow, a reasonable plan is what we need.

Raven I won't lose my shit cause I have his tag now, I can be around him now it's okay.

Well then do we have anything on the guy in room 6012? Well before I went down I took a snapshot of his room plate, name is Matthew Hughes USA E-6. Anything else? no sorry it hit me hard and fast so that's all I got.

I had to get underground or in a bunker or something before I was seen.

So I'm in the ER for the next 3 months.

I will get room 6012 assigned to you and I will pull all records on Matthew Hughes.

Let's just hope the angels of death are still unaware of him.

I have 2 spare rooms, your choice which one you use.

It's a Jack and Jill so the bathroom is in between, see ya in the morning goodnight.

Okay goodnight Raven.

Man I have got to work on my hacking skills but not tonight I must sleep like the dead tonight I'm so tired.

OMG 5a comes so early, fuck my life.

So I lay there for a whole 5 minutes more tossing and turning until I finally feel and see nothing but blackness.

I know I hear the alarm going off and place my pillow over my head, like that's gonna help with the noise.

I'm thinking about rolling my ass out of bed and i feel a long day coming with a headache.

While my shower feels excellent, my brain decides to wrap speed on thinking and realize I need to up my protection from 5 to 6 and all electronics install a firewall, plus get the records pertaining to Matthew Hughes, admission and transfer from any and all hospitals and on top of all that mess with the data of the angels of death fuckers.

I know it will be easier once I get reassigned in a few months to OCAR in DC.

I will have access to all branches of the military plus get my hands on all enlistment information on each of us that joined the military.

Also I can scan the archives back decades to see if any military branch has any information on magical elements which I can use to help us survive this crazy shit called life.

We arrive at work on time and at the right departments,

Tim meets with his Commander and Class Leader to get permission to live with me.

In the ER I look up all Matthew Hughes hospital history, 21 year old male United States Army home of records Alabama.

OMG guess what ward of the state social services. WTF ok so far parallel to us and no kids, no family and deployment to Afghanistan, injury TBI.

Ok, hit head a little crazy just who ain't nowadays.

I know it sounds cold but that's how I break it down.

6'2" 195 lbs blue eyes blond hair, damn is there a picture of this guy in the file.

Let's just say on paper it looks good and sounds yummy lol.

Admitted 6 days ago with blackout spells and no recall, shit why do I get the feeling this guy's gonna be trouble for me.

Okay Tim you got this.

When I get to the ward I see Raven got me assigned to room 6012.

I stand at the door for a few minutes getting ready to meet and greet, hi my name is Tim, do you go by Matt or Matthew?

Either, let me just say I am not crazy, I got a blast from an RPG and I get blackouts spells that in itself does not constitute I'm crazy.