Victor turned and looked at Sadiya, his angry dark grin changed into a sad melodic frown with a couple tears in his eyes and he dropped the knife with a loud 'CLANK!'. After he dropped the knife, he walked over to Sadiya and sat down next to her and for once, He felt at peace.

"You know, I had a righteous plan of vengeance against society and the order that has corrupted this world like a plague in a crowded area. I was going to kill all who got in my way, to me they were the ones that took my father away from me and let that 'man' walk free without giving me the sense of personally justice. By the judges will that 'man' is still roaming the streets and still driving drunk, while my father is six feet underground and rotting and decaying. He'll never be able to see his wife or hold his newborn son, All cause of that damned monster." Victor said as he stood back up and crouched down in front of Sadiya.

'That right Victor, play the sympathy card and make sure she knows your plans, If she don't like them ... Kill her and her parents and if she can understand them and feel the same emotions ... don't kill her, but kill one of her parents' Victor evilly plotted as he made tears come from his eyes and had a deep frown on his scruffy looking face.

"Y-you want to know my weakness? My weakness is my love for my family and friends, to me their the only thing that i have left in this world and without them I would be an empty shell of a person and have nothing to live for" He lied, but he lied so well that anybody couldn't tell that he lied cause he put a lot of emotion and heart in that little speech. But the only true friends that he had in the world was Sadiya, Jack and Innocent, Him and Jack would always sit at the same table during lunch and joke around and he could care less about the two guys, but Sadiya he actually cared about.

"but anyway now I have to show you something and want you to keep an eye on my hand alright?" Victor said as he got up, turned around and raised his right hand; As he raised his right hand the cup that he was drinking from earlier flew from the small desk into his hand.

Sadiya had her own problems at the moment and his emotional out pour was less than impressive. Noting that the thing that had clattered to the floor was a knife, she knelt and picked it up, completely missing his levitation trick. Hefting the knife carefully, she tossed it towards him, and it stuck in the wall next to his head, having missed his face just barely.

She picked up her things and walked out of the room. Her parents had also just arrived in the lobby and they surrounded her with oppressive presence and took her from there.

~~~

Later, laying in the cat scanner at the laboratory in the university with her parents bickering over her about what the prognosis was, Sadiya felt her life start to come back into order. It was like chips scattered on the floor in so many directions that she hadn't known where to start. No she just decided to, as she felt, at the beginning. Why was she feeling like this? Lack of data.

So get data. Her logical mind piped in. Put yourself together so you can be useful. Sitting up quickly, she almost hit her head on the top of the scanner. She wriggled out of it and ran up to her parents. They were shocked when she wrapped one arm around each of them and brought them into a tight hug. Completely confused and more than a little concerned, they looked down at her and her father felt her head.

"Physical affection, family unit!" she chirped. "I felt the urge, since I realize that whatever happened, know quite a few things that didn't. I suppose I am overcome with the joy of simply being well and able to return to my life. We shall put our full efforts into investigating, but our heads together. What can't we think of." Sadiya climbed back into the scanner and her father restarted it since she had jumped up and ruined. Her mother had tears in her eyes at her dead-eyed daughters optimistic recovery.

They worked that day gathering the last of the data. They noticed that her brain activity was not normal. They scanned several times more. Examining the data and comparing it to other brain data, it just didn't make sense.

"It doesn't match up with anything in the data base..." Mr. Jeong stated, puzzled. He was standing over Mrs. Jeong's left shoulder with Sadiya over her right. Sadi's mother flicked rapidly through the pictures, clicking through different files in the school's large data base. She navigated quickly, both of the other Jeongs keeping up just fine.

"Stop." Mr Jeong said. Mrs. J flicked the back button but then moved to click the front arrow again. "No...stay there. It's the only thing we haven't checked-"

"-and for good reason. Those pseudo-science lying falsifying crackpots have nothing in their files worth looking at." she spat mildly. Her husband looked at her reproachfully. They bickered back and forth and Sadiya wondered what program files they were.

"It would not be inefficient to check, it would only waste a brief second of your time and it would make me feel better knowing we checked everywhere thoroughly." She clicked and there it was. Many pictures of brain functions that were like hers at rest. Sadi's parents looked at each other and then at her.

"What?" she asked, "What is it?" Her mother opened her mouth with a slightly perturbed look on her face. She turned away from him, signaling her begrudged approval. Sadiya's father crossed around to stand next to his daughter and looked her in the eye. His brow was furrowed heavily.

"Sadiya. The files and scans are from the Paranormal research lab." Her eyes narrowing in brief confusion, she stepped backwards. After hesitating a moment more, she turned around and walked out the double doors into the hall. Her parents followed her, her father first and then her mother, guessing what she had in mind. It didn't take her long to get there, to the paranormal research lab. After speaking briefly to one of the bored T.A.s, they agreed to let her and her parents use the facilities. Sadiya was put in a white room with a two way mirror. The T.A. engaged the system and lights began to flash, the room filling with a small amount of gas, designed to hype the subject up and get their adrenaline pumping. Between the simulated danger and the gas, they usually became fairly anxious or frightened.

"Most of our subject only have subconscious control over their abilities-" Mr. J stopped what would undoubtedly have been a biting comment from his wife. "-so we find it necessary to trigger subconscious response by...uh...making them feel like they have to defend themselves." Mrs. J looked at the T.A. levelly.

"Oh, and what was the success rate?" she asked with seeming polite interest." The TA was happy to ask questions.

"Well, I've never actually seen a success yet, but you never know whats...out...there...." he had stop speaking because at that moment he noticed that the girl behind the glass's hair and cloths were whipping around her in a reckless fashion. There was nothing in the sealed room capable of causing such an effect.

The TA and Sadiya's parent's both say watching in stunned silence. And in his confusion, the TA had forgot to record it at all.

Innocent looked on at the destructive path of the di as it became embeddened into the wall. Surely there must have been some sort of logical explanation as to why the di had decided to take upon such force? Hardly. Physics tells us that it would take a considerable amount of force to cause such great damage, of which would be impossible by Innocent's slender frame. Innocent, unable to understand the situation just beyond his sight, decided to experiment. Positioning another di in between his index and middle finger, he flicked it into the air as hard as he could. However, the di proved to only travel a few feet from its starting position. He did this three more times, all of which giving the same results. Apparently, this was harder than he thought.

Thought. It was clear now; he had to think about it, to concentrate on the di. It seemed simple enough; Concentration is essential for anything supernatural, or so he read. Of course, he was hoping that it was all in his mind, that perhaps he wasn't doing anything at all. Innocent just wanted a normal life, or at least as normal a life as possible, and this was just another obstacle from attaining that. And so, with great reluctance, Innocent concentrated on the di, the world around it become blackened, whilst the di stayed lit and pure. Noticably, Innocent began to find keeping his balance rather difficult, however he resisted the urge to fall over, and continued onward. Aiming toward the wall once more, he held his breathe, closed his eyes, and fired.

Impact

When Innocent opened his eyes once again, his eyes stared upon the evidence of his work. A deep, narrow hole had been ripped open from the outside, as though it were being assaulted by a high-powered pistol. Evidence. Indisputable evidence of the paranormal, and worse so, of Innocent's character. His greatest fears had now taken physical form, and much like the wall so was Innocent's life to be ripped to shreads with a volley of bullets. Innocent pounded his fists against the game board he was balancing himself on, until finally his head dropped down due to both physical exhaustion and utter defeat. Cupping his head with his hands, Innocent grimaced at his own amazing feat, finding no joy, or excitment, or potential in it at all.

"I'm a freak." Innocent cried as he swayed his head back and forth, as if attempting to cast away his curse. "A total freak. Why did I have to be the freak? Why is it always me? Ugh! My life is over now. Over."

Innocent hid his head underneath his shoulders, desiring that all of this be a dream. His life of normalcy had been crushed before it had begun, and there was no way to change it to how it could have been. Innocent could not help but curse at himself for his abomidable nature, knowing fully well that his anger would not give him back his essence as a normal person. He was now a circus freak, nothing more.

The rest of the day was spent in the wild thrill of discovery. Sadiya herself participated, but they were buffeted at first when the equipment they needed for physical examination was being used by another group. Shrugging and moving on, they did a multitude of tests without equipment.

As time wore on, Sadiya discovered that she could cause this phenomenon to happen without the machine forcing her to or being in defense mode. Mr. Jeong picked up a book and set it on the table and told Sadiya to try to push it off, she tapped into the power and the air in the room rushed around them like crazy, causing papers to fly everywhere, but the book remained where it was, along with most of the other heavier objects. It took a little while, but soon she was able to force the air in a general direction and could push certain things. The force of air was wildly unpredictable and while it usually obeyed where she forced it to push, sometimes it flew off in a different direction, one time even shattering a window.

Once they learned that the force of air she possessed could break a window, Mr. Jeong wanted to see how hard she could push something. He submitted himself for testing and with some reservations, she forced her new power onto him. After a moment he was blown backwards and onto his butt. Mr. Jeong was delighted, but Mrs. Jeong had other experiments in mind, frowning all the while. She handed Sadiya a ping pong ball, and the girl knew what she had in mind. Placing it on the ground, she focused on it, exerting force. The ball rolled around on the ground wildly, but did not lift. Trying a different approach, she held it in her hand (aware all the time of her mother and father scratching furiously on pads of paper). Holding it in front of her, she tried to exert force from the bottom of it upwards, and it flew out of her hand and hit the ceiling, bouncing off and hitting the floor only to bounce again. After she caught it, she tried again, this time focusing for all she was worth on the ball and trying to keep it in front of her. It slowly lifted from her hand, and hovered for a moment, but then slipped off to the side and fell on the ground. Her whole body shaking with utter exhaustion, she retrieved it and tried again.

This time, she focused on forcing the air in from all directions and towards the ball, pushing with all her might towards that point. She began to feel light headed and she wasn't aware that everyone in the room was feeling the same lack of air in the poorly ventilated lab as she stole all of it's oxygen and packed it together towards the ball. A tiny vapor cloud appeared and sunk towards the ground, leaving a little puddle on the ground. Sadiya was watching this in confusion and the ball dropped, bouncing off again. Air returned to where it would naturally lay and everyone took a gasping breath, only noticing now that it was back what they had been missing. Sadiya swooned and hit her knees, her entire body shaking violently. All day their experiments had been taking their toll on the girl and now it had become too much.

Her mother looked at her father severely and he nodded, helping Sadiya up, he drove her back to their home and set her down in the chair in her room. He then returned to the lab, for this was surely a discovery, and that could not be ignored.

Sadiya, feeling oddly sentimental, looked up after him and almost asked him to stay home and call mother and have her come home too. She almost asked them to sit with her and talk about this, not just experiment. She almost asked...but she changed her mind. It would later turn out to be her greatest regret...

Brandon walked out of the hospital his hopes low.Taking a deep breath he headed to Sadiya's house to see if she had any changes.Walking up her driveway he took another deep breath before a sudden realization came to him what was he going to say Hey,you remember me I was at the party and just wanted to know if you had super powers too? Brandon laughed at his own private joke.But then his face went serious what was he going to say?I'm just going to see if I can get it out of her without saying it.

Brandon assured himself that he would know what to say went the moment arrived but as he rung the doorbell and waited for her to show up,his mind was still blank.

Innocent to found his path leading toward Sadiya's house, though not for the same reasons as Brandon. In truth, he had come for selfish reasons, for he knew that Sadiya's parents, having such connections with the scientific field, may be able to explain the odd phenomenon that was occuring. Why was Innocent so sure they would understand? He had already pieced together the cause of why he was given such a curse (the party) and knew that Sadiya, as well s the others, must have experienced the same change. And so, Innocent waited about the property of Jeong alongside Brandon, not saying much to his fellow inquierer.

Yet, it was noticable that Innocent was rather flustered. He hadn't desired his "gift" at all, and even went so far as to hope that Mr. and Mrs. Jeong would be able to rid of it somehow, if such was possible. He had only just made some ground with his parents, and now they would soon reject him as a walking freak show should they ever found out of his abilities. Needless to say, Innocent was frusterated in his position, wondering why he, of all people, would have been effected by such a disease. It seemed as though his world was crashing down all around him, and his only hope of salvation, of understanding his position, was the assistance of the Jeongs.

'Now the Bitch must pay!' Victor thought to himself as his face was bleeding from the knife that scarred his left eyelid and made it bleed profusely. He walked out of his room with a pissed off look on his face, as soon as he walked out a male nurse 'tried' to stop him.

"Mr. Stane what are you doing - HUAK!!!" As soon as the nurse tried to stop him, Victor used his telekinesis to levitate the man, choked him and slammed him against the wall twice.

"Aha my first victim, don't worry... it will all be over soon" As Victor said that he slowly put his hands together and the man's bones began to break and a couple came out of his skin. After a couple of minutes, the man was shaped into a small cube and bones, blood and human organs were all over the place. And as if on cue, two police officers walked into the room and saw the vicious and ferocious murder of the male nurse by the Telekinesis powers of Victor Stane.

"Freeze!! Don't move!!! We don't want to shoot you kid!!" one of the officers yelled as they both pulled out their pistols in a heartbeat and aimed it at Victor.

"You won't shoot me ... Instead you two shoot each other" Victor said as he used his telekinesis to make the officers Point their pistols at each others heads, put their fingers on the trigger of the pistol and pull the trigger at the same time and left two huge blood spatters on the wall.

"Oh well, that will be in the papers tomorrow ... Ooh I have an idea!" Victor said in his dark evil tone of voice as he checked the officers pockets for the keys, after that he grabbed one of the officers by the feet, stripped him and took his clothing and quickly put it on him. 'It's not as comfy as my usually attire but it works and it will get me pass the rest of the cops ...' Victor thought to himself as walked over to the elevator, got in it and pressed the lobby button. He knew that there would be people that would stand in his way of completing his goals, But in order to accomplish them he would have to show them his way of enlightenment ... By crushing their skulls in and torturing them until they learn that he is not one to be dealt with and they join in on his cause ... His new world order that would shake the foundations of earth to it's core, make him their ruler of this declining planet and he would make them suffer.

Several miles from the Jeong house, Mr and Mrs Jeong were trapped inside what was now an inferno of melting and collapsing materials. When Mr. Jeong had returned to see the building ablaze, he had ran inside without hesitation, all logic and reasoning aside, to save his wife. Their union may have began a sensible alliance, but over the years it had become more, evidenced by his reckless manner as he hunted for her inside the raging fire of the lab.

Once he had found her, a part of the building had collapsed and they were both now trapped inside, husband's arms around his unconscious wife. Flames became hotter as they found more food and ate their way closer and closer to the pair. Mr. Jeong had the presence of mind to press himself against the floor next to his wife, and he also pressed the sleeve of his shirt over her mouth to protect her breathing. Tears streamed down his cheeks and he saw death before him. He never had given it a thought before, but at that moment, he wished he was a man of religion, so he'd at least have had someone to pray to...

~~~

Back at the Jeong house, an exhausted and unsettled Sadiya heard the bell ring, waking her from her brief nap. Pulling herself to a standing position, she made her way downstairs. She wondered who it could be, since they rarely had any visitors. The sterile gray scale colored living room with white walls and black modern lines which had always been a welcome sight to her, she imagined would seem sterile and uninviting to a visitor.

She pushed the thought from her mind as she staggered to the door. It wouldn't be a visitor, it would be someone from the lab, perhaps to give her an important update or more likely to request something from their personal home lab.

Opening the door almost caused her to fall, her legs were still weak with exhaustion. The sight that she took in between several long blinks of her eyes was not what she expected. It was a boy from school, one who had also been to the party. The look of questioning on his face led her to believe that he had come here for answers. Beyond him, she happened to get a glance at Innocent, the boy she had danced with, also headed apparently in her direction. She spoke loudly so that the boy who was further away could hear, her brain going fuzzy as she did so.

"I can hazard a guess at why you were here. I don't think they spent a whole month doing absolutely nothing to us. There had to of been some tampering of some kind. I am eager to know how it had affected the two of you. I appear to be able..." she thought they might think her crazy if she said it, and in case she was wrong, she summoned up her strength to blow a wind to show them, the wind did blow, but she was outside and it wasn't of abnormal strength, and as such would probably go unnoticed, and it resulted in her fainting dead away.

Brandon leaped up and caught her,the tingling in his fingers intensified until it was almost unbearable.His spine snapped up with a current of what seemed like lightning and then it was all over,leaving Brandon shaking in a cold sweat.Flashing a grin at Innocent he carried Sadiya into the living room and set her down there.Sitting down in one of the chairs he looked up through a window into the sky and shook his head.Standing up he walked over to Sadiya and placed a hand on her forehead just in case she was sick,but it felt normal.

Replying in his usual calm and logical tone, his father answered. "I'm sure there is a scientific explanation, we just have to figure it out. In the meantime, you are forbidden to use your speed."

Byron's eyes opened wide, like a child complaining about his toy being taken away. "What? That's not fair, what's the point in having this power if I can't use it?"

"You don't understand what you are saying do you?"
"I understand full well." The child defended "I have a super power and I want to use it."
"And if others find out?"
"Then I'll be famous."
"No, you'll be strapped to a table watching scientists slice open your body open with a scalpel and dissecting the source of your power."

Byron shuttered at the thought. Certainly, though he has advanced speed, he did not believe he had advanced regeneration. Even if it did... that is not to say he won't feel any pain. But he wasn't about to give in, not yet.

"Then I'll just run away before they catch me."
"One man against 7 billion equipped with anything the world can offer?"
"I'll just be discreet and use it when no one is watching."
"And you're positive you'll never be seen because..."
"I'll be careful."

If there ever was a time when silence is louder than words, that time would be now. His father's unwavering eyes and his stern expression spoke louder than any words could offer. The message was crystal clear; 'Careful' was no where near good enough. After a pause, as though to let his silent words sink in, he continued.

"Also, we don't know what cost your body has to pay for you to use this power. Are you willing to sacrifice an arm or a leg for a moment's excitement?"
"Then I'll hide it in plain sight. Use it in a way no one can notice."
"Such as?" His father demanded.
"Small speed boosts. Small enough to avoid detections even in plain sight."
"Then what's the point in using your new found power?"

Byron was getting irritated. He could never win his father in logical arguments. His hands slppd down onto the table. At least once, win just this once.

"Then upgrade my rollerblades. Equip it with a motor to increase its speed. I'll just say my power is the capability of my new toy."
"Very well."
"!??"

Byron was taken by surprise for a split second.

"I said, 'very well.'"

Byron couldn't believe his ears.

"Just...just like that?"
"Yes. Just like that. I wanted you to think about your powers before using it."

Like a kid getting his toy back, Byron's face lit up with obvious happiness.

"Alright! Arigato Odosan."
"One more thing."

As though the toy was a light-bulb whose filament had suddenly broke, burning it out, his new found excitement disappeared immediately without the slightest trace of light emitting.

"You must wear all your protective gears when using your roller blades. Your lessons will be suspended for now but instead, you will come to the lab with me every morning. You are allowed to use your power on the condition that no one ever finds out. If the tests show that your power is having a negative impact on your body, you will promise never to use that power again."

Byron rolled his eyes. There was so much restrictions, so much constraint. Where's the freedom?

As though reading his thoughts, old Nakamura answered.

"Is freedom the right to do anything you wish? To murder, to rape to destroy the world? Such 'freedom' would only enslave people to fear, chaos and destruction. Freedom is founded on rules that are created to maintain order; and in this case, to ensure your safety. Also, the better you know your ability, the better then, you can use it right?"

Ya, ya, what's there to learn? I can run. Though he knew his dad was probably right, as he always is in his own scientific way, Byron, in his heart, rolled his eyes at all this philosophical speech anyways. But he smiled and nodded.

"Of course dad."

CCCXIV

Billie rolled over laughed as he stepped out of the car. He had stopped his car in the middle of a park, looking out over a pond. His eyes rolled and sighed, Clenched in his hands was the bag of money. "That was too easy." The young man said, and he sat up.

He pulled the money closer towards himself, opening it up. Looking in side, he saw exactly what he wanted to see, strapped packets of unmarked dollar bills. He pulled on out and smiled.

He pulled the cash and flicked it in his fingers, as one would do skimming a book. "That should be enough. That/s enough money to tied us over for a year. He put the money in his pocket, then tied up the bag

Billie slowly took of his helmet and armor, still keeping the grin on his face. He stopped and glared at the mask for a long time, before doing anything else.

He shook his head, then got to his feet. He now needed to hide the money. He looked at the helmet and armor then the money.

A few mintues pasted and BIllie had created a large round pill, made out of the metal from his armor. He put the bag and filled the pill with it. He then took his helmet and seal the lid off. Like an Egyptian vase, the pill sat in his hands. With a head sitting at the top, rounded at the bottom.

He put the metal pill down, and started to dig. Using the metal from his gloves he made a large enough hole to fit the metal pill inside.

Quickly burring the Pill, he walked away. "Even if some one takes it, it will be for my benefit." Billie got back in his car and drove away. Leaving the cash underground in the park.

Mrs. Jeong was unconscious and burned on seventy percent of her body by the time the fire fighters pulled her out of the flames and got her back to the paramedics. Mr. Jeong coughed, and they told him that his lungs were severely damaged due to smoke inhalation. Angry tears sprang to his eyes as they explained their situation to him on the way to the hospital to catch a helicopter to another city that had a burn center that might save her.

She was most likely going to die.

Holding onto her hand for dear life, he realized he hadn't let go, even when the firefighters had been dragging them out of there. He demanded a phone from a man once they got loaded into the helicopter. He almost refused, wanting the man not to talk or exercise his abused lungs, but one look from the deranged looking man silenced his protests and he handed the phone over.

~~~~

In the Jeong residence, the phone's ring pierced the sterile silence of their living room. Sadiya heard it and stirred in her sleep, trying to get up and failing as she fell back onto the couch. The testing had simply taken too much out of her and she would need time to recover.

Victor silently pulled up to the Rensha residents in the Police car that he stole from the dead cops, 'Freaking cops, that's what they get when they mess with me and try to stop my plan from going into fruition' Victor thought to himself as he got out of the car and started to walk to the front door.

In his walk to the door, he looked as though he was ready and willing to do this and so therefore he pounded on the Ebony door with all the strength in his hand; as soon as possible a young looking woman came to the door in her fishnet stockings and a black corset.

"Yes, officer?" The young woman asked with a sultry tone of voice, as soon as she said something to him, Victor put his officer cap lower to hide his face.

"Yeah I'm looking for a Mr. Tyler Rensha, I have a warrant out for his arrest" Victor lied with great skill and a little bit of softness in his voice

"Oh great again? TYLER THERE IS A COP HERE FOR YOU!!" As soon as the scantily clad woman spoke, there was a couple of well organized steps from behind her and Tyler walked up to the door in a gimp suit. (Sick, I know)

"Sir, I will have to ask you to put some articles of clothing on your person cause that is just appalling!!" Victor hid his eyes in disgust as he drawed back a couple paces and looked over at Tyler and Tyler ran back inside to get changed.


A half an hour later ...

Tyler was in hand-cuffs and looking very normal now and Victor led him to the police car, opened the back door, shoved him in there and Victor opened his door and started the car.

"So what did I do this time officer? Murder? Theft? Man Slaughter? DUI?" As Tyler said the word 'Man Slaughter', Victor twitched with anger.

"Everything, Tyler think of this as me 'Keeping My Word' " Victor said as he speeded up the car by slaming his foot and the pedal to the floor. Right then and there, Tyler turned white as a ghost as he knew who that person was and what he was about to do...

Looking through the rear mirror, old Nakamura could see his son sleeping in the back of the car. It was understandable considering the amount of tests they had been doing earlier in the lab. Each procedure was detailed into the system database and every test was done and redone at least ten times to check for errors and instability of data results.

Byron was first tested for the side effects of his powers, to see if it corroded his body or mind in any way. Safety must come first. Then he was tested to see how much of physics still applied to this unnatural power. Just performing the test cases for those two research items had already drained off the entire morning. Byron, no doubt, was exhausted.

"Dad, can you drop me off at Ryan's?"
"Sure. Don't you want some rest?"
"I'll be fine, I used to do this every day remember? Though... of course, the activity was slightly different."

Byron waved good bye as his father drove out of Ryan's driveway. Nakamura rung the door bell and a familiar face came to greet him.

"Hello Mrs. Barns, is Ryan home?"
"No, but he did mention something about the usual hang out place."
"Thanks."

***

"Hey guys, what's with the depressed look?"
"..."
"Michelle is still missing."
"Didn't they say all the kids were found?"
"Doesn't matter what they say now does it."
"..."
"The police are investigating but before that..."

David shot water at Byron from his transparent blue water gun.

"Lets see your powers Byron."
"Hey hey, careful where you shoot that thing, I don't want to get wet. How old are you anyways still playing with water gun. At least get a bigger one with more power."

Byron turned to leave hoping that David will just forget the super power topic. David shot again, but this time not spray water but a solid bullet that placed a hole in the ground.

"By more power, you mean like that?"

Nakamura's eyes widened. How does a water gun fire bullets? He knew he himself had a super power but the concept of someone else also having it had not yet crossed his mind.

"Since the incident, we all got some form of super power all of us. So don't give me any crap about you not having powers. I can control water, Ryan can change gravity, everyone here has their own specialty. And we want to see yours."
"I...uh..."
"What up man. Its not like you to hesitate. Normally you'd be like 'sweet, dude, watch this.'"
"That's only an impression of yourself Ryan, I don't come across that way do I? Okay, fine, but on two conditions. Anything that happens here stays in here. None of you can let anyone -especially my old man- know. He'll rip my head off and ground me till the day I get nailed into my coffin. And... well... you can't laugh."
"What, is your power to strip yourself naked?"
"No. I can run. Fast."
"Dude, you're quicksilver, you can join the X-Men! Wait... quicksilver wasn't a part of x-men... then you can join the Olympics! Grab yourself a gold medal."
"Its not that simple Jarred..."
"What, you don't want to?"
"My old man already had a talk with me about my powers. He thinks that, if exposed, we'll be on a dissecting table watching scientists poke at our guts."
"Dude, you suck. Now that your old man knows, he'll grind you if he sees anyone using similar powers. You can't even just wear a mask. Plus, that table dissecting thing is only in the 70's movies. They have better equipment now to do testing."
"It doesn't matter, if he knows I told you guys, he'll be the one dicing me open."

Without warning, another water bullet fired into the ground instantly capturing all eyes.

"Hey, what was that for?"
"I said I wanted to see your powers didn't I Byron?"

Brandon walked over to the phone and nonchalantly lifted it up."Hi...what happened,I'll be sure to tell her."He walked over to Sadiya and with a shaky voice recounted what the doctor had told him.

((Ok, it wasn't the doctor calling. It was Sadiya's father and what he had to say was really important. Deciding what my character's character was going to say is very much godmodding. I Give up on this RP. Sorry, Xercist.))

The news of her mother's unstable condition caused Sadiya to snap. Something inside of her went loose, crazy, unstable. She focased her energy, using her new gift. Her head screamed at her to stop, with how exhausted she was, anymore effort would be too much.

The air swirled in front of her face, and she smiled, a little ball of a tornado that was the rest of her life, escaping in a breath of wind. The wind stopped but the smile remained, and there was nothing more inside of her to power her heart.

She was dead.