I awake in a bed in one of the vans of the Circus.
“You slept a lot, Sardella”. A female voice. It is Lorelei, the contortionist. A sleek, young woman, which I noticed before, during her performance the night we joined the circus.
“What happened?” I ask.
“A strange accident. We saw lighting, and your van got out of track”.
“How are my friends? Where are they?”
“They are on various vans and buses. Your van was totally destroyed, I am sorry”.
“But… you didn’t wait for the police?” I ask. She smiles at my words, and then laughs.
“You and your friends are not the only ones with secrets to hide, pal”.
“What do you mean?”
“You are a meta, your friends are metas. But don’t be afraid. I, too have the metagene, and many of the performers in the circurs are, too. Yes, nobody of us is powerful as you, but we are metahuman no less. Actually, after the persecution on the metas began, many of us have begun to hide in circuses. Just like you”.
“It seemed obvious to me. We needed a place to work, to rest, two meals everyday. What else could we have done?”
She nods her head, without replying.
“But the MCCA didn’t discovered it?” I ask.
“Immediately. They attacked many circuses, capturing many metas. But then, they developed a way of finding only the metas with more potential, the best for their scopes, and the attack decreased. And there were political issues, and common words was that many circus owners actually paid MCCA not to be “interested” by their inspections.”
“Well, at last MCCA has been shut down”
“What?”
“Yes. I was… for chance… in town, yesterday, and it was the news of the day…”
“It’s a great news… but nothing as the words a metahuman has said at the Zoo site, in the evening. You should have seen it. Basically, he has call the metas to a revolution!”
“Ah.. eh, yes, I have seen him in the TV. I don’t think it was a good thing. We metas should keep a low profile. Even without a MCCA, the world hates us…” I say. If only the girl would know that his hero is actually me!
“Well, it’s time you go back to sleep. You seems totally recovered, but I’m sure you are still very tired!”
“Uhm, yes. Ah, thank you for your spare bed…”
“You are welcome, Guido…”
She leaves, and I finally can think to what has happened.
First, how I did survive those electrical charge? I did take it full… maybe I instinctively turned ghost when the bolt hit me… the truth is that I don’t know how my body is actually operating… I should come back to Doctor Quantos, only him could explain.
And that brings the next question: why Turner called me traitor? Does he think I am working for Malvan X? Why? And traitor, why? Why I should be loyal to him?
Turner! He was a sort of secret agent, but last evening he clearly showed the powers of a meta. How can it be possible that the same man is a MCCA agent and a meta? And those costumed people yesterday at the Zoo? They, too, are meta on our opposite side. Why they are fighting their own people? Money? Power? Or are they blackmailed by a higher power?
And then a thing hits my mind. How can Turner possibly knew our location? He was spying on us since the beginning? Too many question, my head hurts, and I slowly fall asleep.
The last thing I think, is that I haven’t asked Lorelei how are my friends…
…tomorrow, tomorrow…
