Jacob's POV
What happened next wasn't something I wanted to remember very much. Charles had called a meeting and called on all of us telepathically. I did not know what it was, but he sounded really anxious. We all sat in a room that I was not familiar with. Everything I tried to focus on in the room was immediately blurred as if the memory of the room itself was blocked from me, but at least I could tell that it was some kind of library. The three of us waited patiently for Charles. We were all seven years old now and had been training under the peculiar boy for two years. We were remarkably powerful now for children, but then again, we weren't ordinary children.
