"Um.....hi, is Michael home? I am going to take you for the day. Did he leave you home a lone?" She asked. She didn't particularily like the idea of Michael taking care of her. I wonder if she has any powers. If she does what are they? Isabel wondered. She remembered when she was that age, she hadn't had control of her powers quite yet.
"Umm....sure...," she said inviting the girl to sit next to her on the porch. Why did they send her? What are her powers going to be? How am I going to explain this? If she was actually out child then that would make Michael and I around eleven when we had her. she thought. It was disturbing that Michael was the father, especially since they didn't think of each other in tat way.
Name? I can't just come up with a name..... How am I going to explain to an eight year old that she is an alien hybrid just like the rest of the royal four. Isabel thought "Well, I haven't quite come up with a name...are you sure that you don't have a name already?" She said finally.
"I know I..I must have had at some time, I guess. But no, I can't remember it", said the girl as she tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear. She squinted hard and then put her hand on her hand, "I have a headace I think, ever since two hours ago my head and ears have been ringing", she added. "I don't think it's a big deal though".
"He's like us. He has powers," she said. To prove her point she turned one of the girls shoes from black to red. "He's got powers like that only different." She said waiting for the girl to act shocked.