As Damien wolfed down the formula, his eyes started to droop. The image of the giant became blurry and dark. The baritone voice of the big man fading into the sweet solace of darkness. "You're so mean" a small voice pierced through Damien's mind. Yet he did not wake up. The voice was here in his darkness, in his peace. Also he was able to understand it better this time. Maybe... Just maybe, he opened his mouth "hello?" His eyes widened and he covered his mouth.
"I'm right here meanie, you can open your eyes you know." The small voice sounded again, despite the aggressive tone it was impossible to be scared when it had the same pitch as his babbling and cooing while awake. Damien opened his eyes and he gazed at another newborn. He somehow knew that they were close. She had emerald green eyes and wisps of blue and white hair. "Who are you?" He asked.
"I am Tessa, you're sister. You ended me before birth" her eyes teared up a little as she spoke.
"I'm sorry I just lashed out because I was being hit, and the voices were distressing me. I just wanted to keep sleeping."
"It's too late for sorry brother, somehow you absorbed me into you. So you're stuck with me, hopefully we can get along. It seems that we can work together to quicken your learning progress but I don't think it wise to show it to others."
"Why is that?" He asked.
"Well since I've passed on I no longer need sleep and for some reason a flood of knowledge entered into me as I died. If you were to show how quick your learning progress was you would be coveted by many who have ill intent in there heart. Yes some may wish to nurture you, but most would wish to end your life. Keeping your advancement to yourself would be wise."
"Is that why I can already understand them all? Is that also why I know that I am newly born and that I'm only three days old? Is that why I know my name, and..."
"Slow down, slow down. The reason you are understanding, and learning so quickly is because I can shape your soul. And the reason you could steal my soul with such ease is because you can slot souls."
"Wait shaping souls, slotting souls? What does that mean?" Damien's head was starting to hurt. Information overload giving him a headache.
"I'll go more into detail later. Just know that you are not like everyone else, you are an asset, and a detriment to those who are currently in power. Your age matters not to them, so keep your ability to yourself."
"So is it best if I practice at night? I'm still not use to moving my mouth, it feels foreign still."
"If you choose to do so, do it quietly, don't draw attention to your self our lives are tied together now. Id rather not die a second time so quickly." She looked at him as menacingly as she could. All she received was a giggle stifled behind his hand.
"I promise I'll be careful. Does this make us twins?" His gaze pierced hers somberly.
"Twins? No we're soul bonded I would say." With that Damien's connection to his sister dissipated and he returned to the sweet abyss of the darkness.