Who Knows the Answer?

Birdy had fallen silent, but after rolling up her sweater, she bit her lower lip and said, "I'm so terribly confused here. What is going on?" She ran a frustrated hand through her hair and sighed, "Anyone care to explain things to me?"

Aylin couldn't believe her eyes. "Is that... I mean, where did you get it from?"
She wanted to tell her but she was scared. What if it wasn't what she thought it was? Alright, so she wasn't sure about Birdy. But what about Li: Li's wild look and weird words were enough to convince her of the truth.

"Why did you call me, Professor?" Li interrupted, a bit nervous.
This Li was not the Li she knew. It was something with stronger primary instincts.

She avoid a direct answer:
"I didn't call you, but I want you next to me for the next two days. And I want you especially around Sliver... as much as you can."

Li's mouth opened as if to say something, but Aylin stopped her:
"It's enough. All three of you know more than you should... And yes," - she went on turning to Adara - "you have been chosen. I felt it even if Sliver didn’t mention a thing. What you saw was him indeed, but not the real Sliver. You've met his projection. He's in charge of defending the castle from the light. He is the one who knows everything about it and about its creator. He is its guardian and you might meet him again like this. He can't control it though. It's not up to him. It's up to the spell that bound them..."

Adara didn’t seem to feel better. The explanation was still avoiding the hot spots.
"Why have I been chosen?"
"You'll never know. You were the right person at the right time maybe. Not even we, who deal all the time with such magic, understand it fully. But it is obvious that you are special. Just find that special thing you have and no one else does."

Birdy was still trying to remember where she got bit; she wasn’t too sure actually. Li didn't say anything anymore. She simply stared at her professor. A very intense gaze.
"No, Li... You looked for me, I didn't call you," she answered the unasked question.

Birdy, who was, even more confused than she was when she watched "The Time Machine" (up till the point with the guy with brains growing down his back), rolled her sleeve back down - the bright magenta sweater, one of her favorites that she just loved to wear when she didn't have classes - and the long sleeved, white, collared shirt that had a tendency to fly out the bottom of her sweater, covering the top part of her old, baggy jeans; she rolled them both down and folded the ends of the white shirt over the sweater's sleeves.

"I'm sorry Professor, I really can't remember. I think I may have gone out last night, or something... I'm sure all of this is more important than me having a bit of a bite, or whatever, on my arm. So, I'll just sort of go outside, so you can discuss it." She said this for her better judgment, apart from the voice screaming in her head, Since you know too much already, you should probably know enough not to go crazy in confusion! Stay! Stay!.

She stopped as she reached the door, and turned around...

Adara stood there looking as confused as Birdy.
"Professor, there has to be some mistake, I'm nothing special. What if it chose the wrong person? And what do I have to do if I'm 'chosen'?"