Fluke's Story

((long posts are not needed))

Becca:
This place is vacant. Only a few people here and we are all tortured. I have been here for 3 weeks with my sister, Chasity, Kidnapped from our house while our parents where out of town. By now, they have come home, freaked out, sent policemen and posters to every house in our hometown, and cried gallons of tears. My sister sleeps. I sit on the bed and watch, stroking her new wings. Yes. Wings. I'm practically see through, all that's left is an outline of my features. Poor Chasity, growing wings must be so painful. She cries herself to sleep every night. My transformation was slightly painful, but nothing unbearable. I look around at the people here with us. A boy about my age that has some electric charge. A girl Chasity's age that acts like a bat. Another girl, my age, who's practically a walking chemistry lab. Maybe one of them could end up as a friend. Maybe we can all escape, tell the world. Maybe.

Fluke's eyes wearily opened, he must have dozed off: he usually couldn't sleep because of this place and he was thankful for the brief sleep. His body automatically shifted into a more comfortable position against the wall he was leaning against, his lower body had gone numb. Fluke's eyes looked down, he noticed he was emitting a low charge of electricity which lit up his corner of the dark room. Fluke rolled his eyes, his body had kept doing this for a while, and he didn't know how to stop it. He had tried many times with mental commands, but it just didn't respond he figured if he kept practising he might gain some degree of control. He recalled a early memory of putting his hand next to an electrical appliance, he automatically sucked it dry of the electricity it was a nice feeling like being energized. After a few more seconds the electricity around him dwindled, and faded his corner of the room was once again dark.

Fluke's eyes turned upwards, he had to squint to get a decent view as he examined the people who he was sharing the room with. There was quite a few, but he remembered seeing more when he first arrived, he paused that memory was fairly fuzzy, and it hurt when he tried to remember it in depth. 'There was probably more cells to hold others' he thought as he subconsciously put both his hands together, they both jolted as electricity flowed between them, his eyes went wide he had some degree of control over this, he tore his hands apart and the electricity dispersed immanently he let out a small sigh as he tried again and nothing happened. He twitched nervously as he adjusted his position once more, his eyes looked at the other inhabitants as he wondered what type of mutation they had; he could see a small girl with wings, one who appeared like a phantom the two appeared close, and girl who looked rather haunting and somewhat feral, he shook his head lazily and let his eyes drift to the ground not wanting to make direct contact... yet anyway.

Thistle
I'm oblivious to all, or so I seem. I don't want to get to know anybody. Everybody here dies, everyone. Well even if we live we're really dead. We've been dead since the first injections.
Some people, yes, I will always refer to us as people because we are and at least we know that. We know that., have already marked me as unreachable. i could care less about what anybody else thought about me. I lost myself, I was a beautiful model but now I'm just haunting. Just a ghost.
Others try and talk, why would anybody want to do that?
Over to my left there is a boy in the other corner with electricity buzzing off him. I find it interesting and watch it for a moment, making sure I don't look at his face too let him know I'm only interested in his power; accompanied by a sort of glare.

Soon the room starts to get cold and I hear several teeth chattering, I'm fine, my hair catches on fire again. Along my back I get several tiny burns but I don't care. It's not important. The electric boy struggles to try and make an electrical fire.
"Spark a piece of cloth."
I snap, tired of hearing his crackles and groans.
Very soon the temperature goes back to warm and I turn my hair off. With my back tingling I drift off into a light sleep.

I'm not in the awful place anymore, I'm with my best friend Alexander at a photo shoot.
"Thistle, pose for the camera!" He gives me one of his winning smiles as the camera flashes. His icy blue eyes spark with happiness. "What if I want to pose for something else?" We both laugh as I give him a hug and kick a leg up innocently.
We've always been doing photo shoots together because we're just...we fit in looks and know how to 'go along' with each other.
They tell us we can go and Alexander winks at me.
"See-ya tonight."

A loud crash wakes me up with a start. Realizing it was nothing, I groan.
I cold never have met Alexander that night because I was kidnapped, and everyone knows it. Imagining his soft blond hair and his icy blue eyes puts me at ease, I even absentmindedly sing quietly.
"There's no time for tears,
I'm just sitting here planning my revenge
There's nothing stopping me,"
I have a pretty voice, it soothes me. Alexander loved this song, in fact, he had a little crush on Taylor Swift.
Everyone looks at me and I resume my bored, stoic expression.

Doctor/Echo

Doctor strolled down the dimly lit hallway and spotted two scientists who had fallen over, ears bleeding, blank expressions.

His eyes flicker up towards the barred door and opens the door.

"You..." He says, Echo's blank eyes stare straight ahead and a smirk cracks on her face.

"Me..." She says, Doctor takes a step back, mouth agape.

She had never spoken to anyone before. She sat there, crossing her legs and putting the teddy bear in her lap, staring in his general direction.

"Listen, I will not have you make a fool of me like you have. I brought you in, you should respect me."

Echo snorts a bit and then was violently grabbed by the arm, she opens her mouth to scream but Doctor slapped a rag around her mouth, tying it and injecting her with a needle and Echo suddenly went limp in his arms.

"Let's just see how tough you are, missy." He says and drags her down the hall.

Echo struggled against the drug, her eyes were fluttering open but Doctor was in a fit of rage and didn't notice. Echo grabbed his wrist with her other hand and her grip became fierce, almost a dead mans grip and Doctor let out a yelp as she pulled his hand back, hearing a snap in his wrist. She breaks away from Doctor and stumbles down the hallway, feeling her way through and opens a door.

She suddenly feels the presence of many other mutants, like herself and freezes up.

Fluke sighed wearily, and thought deeply his powers were primitive, they reacted to instinct. They shrouded him in heat when he was cold, he was sure he could turn it into a weapon of some sort. Fluke stretched his hand, and began imaging various scenarios which involved adrenaline. He felt a small discharge of electricity escape from his fingertip he smiled wearily he'd taken the first step in controlling his power. His head twisted and he noticed he had drawn the attention of the girl, he had seen before she wasn't looking at him directly just his power which she seemed interested in, after a second she seemed to glare at Fluke, which made him stare strangely at the girl. Another second passed awkwardly and he tries to ignite a proper fire it was getting rather cold, "Spark a piece of cloth." the girl seems to snap, probably tired of hearing the electric buzzing.

Fluke looks around for a cloth, but much to his avail he couldn't find one. Fluke shifted against the wall, before tearing off the arm to his shirt, folding it several times he settled it among the ground before twitching his hands forward, a discharge of electricity leaps out sparking the cloth alight. Fluke nods to the girl who gave the suggestion, thankful for her help. Fluke noticed light emanate from someone, he looks up and notices the door to their cell has been opened. A staff member peeps through before announcing to the girl "Chasity. Time to try those wings out. Come on sweetie" her sister? seems to have a problem with this, and asks to join her to which the staff member agrees with to make it go more smoothly Fluke supposed. He noticed the two walk out hand-in-hand followed by the door closing behind him. Fluke lowers his head, before pushing himself up against the wall, trying to uncramp himself.

Mrs. Shanks slammed her hand on the intercom button, "No. It will affect your flying and your tests. Ugh... I see you are too tired to finish today.. Time for your tests." Just when she finished she saw Jack and an unknown to her walk in. Jack handed her some research, "Excellent! We'll bring him in now" She said as she watched Chasity being taken by one of the researchers. As Jack left she waited for Fluke to show up. She walked over to the new girl, "So who might you be? Little bo peep?" She laughed. It had been the only thing that made her laugh all week. "I'll be back I'm going to get our next subject." She said walking out of the room smiling. She walked down the hall and to the room, "Oh Fluke, Duke want some Puke?" She laughed again. That was always a little joke she played on Fluke, I mean common, what are you gonna do when someone's name rhymes with puke?! She opened the door and there he was, in the corner. She closed the door behind her and went up to Fluke. "Get up you mutt!" She yelled as she grabbed his arm. Fun over.

Fluke's eyes began to flutter shut as he began thinking of an escape, his abilities weren't a threat yet but they were beginning to advance and he was gaining control over his new found assets, perhaps he could; fry the electric lock on the door, plot an ambush a variety of ideas popped into Fluke's mind but in reality he knew it'd take ages to build the resources and the courage to act on his plan but it did give a small flicker of hope, and that's what kept him going truthfully, instead of collapsing into a mess and drifting off into insanity.

Fluke's eyes settled on the door re-opening and shoving the girl from earlier back inside, the door quickly closed behind her and she ran up too the door and began beating it with her fists, she was flashing between visible and invisible, disorientating Fluke slightly. After a few seconds had passed, Fluke noticed she had not sat down she seemed to be talking to someone. Fluke thought about asking who, but it was probably her protesting to Mrs. Shanks she was usually the one who escorted the others and him to the test chamber, so Fluke remained silent.

After a few more minutes down the girl walked back into a corner getting back into a sitting position, Fluke began to ponder why they brought her back early probably to bribe her friend, relative Fluke wasn't really sure. He noticed the door open and Mrs. Shanks stepped inside, "Speak of the Devil..." Fluke muttered to himself quietly. She scanned the room before her eyes settled onto him "Oh Fluke, Duke want some Puke?" she laughed, Fluke rolled his eyes before spitefully speaking "Your sense of humour hasn't changed I see." Fluke didn't find the joke funny the first time, or the several other times.

Fluke remained in a sitting position, not knowing her intent he hoped she'd leave him be and take another person: luck wasn't on Fluke's side and she walked up to him before yelling "Get up you mutt!" grabbing his arm pulling him up, Fluke expected this but flinched slightly regardless "You could of asked politely." Fluke quipped dryly. Mrs. Shanks marched him into the test chamber, which his eyes settling onto the little girl from earlier: he felt a pang of sympathy for her, she looked in pain and afraid.

I looked up to see Dr. Dragon staring maliciously at me. "Time for your...ah...checkup." She pulled out a sleek, black pistol, opened the ammo, and dropped a piece of green liquid on the gleaming, golden bullet. "This will only stun you, and your real things will happen while you're out." And with that, the president shot me in the shoulder.

When I wake up my head is pounding like a drum as if someone was hitting it repeatedly. My brain was now working twice as fast and I knew the answer to almost every question I had, but each thought made the pounding worst. Plan B, don't think, should be easy.
Trying to distract myself I took a stick that was by me and set the tip on fire, then I twirled it around to spell things and draw. I bet I looked pretty crazy.
Ok, side effects included: Migraines, heartbeat in my head, blue eyes, twirling a flaming stick like a child, and glaring at people. So in other words, not a great success for the scientist.
Deciding not to pity myself I look around to see the other mutations. Once again the boy with the electricity catches my attention, I guess I like electricity. Sighing i shift my look of interest into a look of boredom and watch some other people. There is a small girl with delicate white wings huddled against a girl around my age that was barely visible, just a silver outline. I feel sorry for them, but then again I feel sorry for everyone. Especially the scientist, it can't be easy being horrible people, I mean how do they even get up in the morning knowing what they will do? Actually I hate them, I'm just sitting here planing my revenge, there's no time for tears.
There is a loud pop in the room that makes me jump, realizing it's just the electric boy I feel like throwing my stick at him. Or Dr. Dragon, I'll settle for either one.
He's really annoying but I suppose he reminds me that I'm not the only person capable of breaking out, he might be good for an alliance. Also the two girls.
Yes, it is all coming together very nicely.

Mrs. Decker watched as the boy was walked into the room. She saw Mrs.Shanks take the little girl away. Mrs. Decker went up to the intercom, deciding to tell him about her research. "Hello, I don't know your name... but... uh... I found out how to help you control your... er... abilities..." She said kind of stuttering. She saw Mrs. Shanks return and she ran back to where she had been sitting before. When Mrs. Shanks walked up to her she handed her the info. Julie was nervous, she didn't really know what was happening here but she intended to find out.

Mrs. Shanks walked with Fluke until they reached the room. "You're still here?!" She yelled at the little girl. She grabbed her arm and brought her to the testing chambers. The testing chambers was a large grey room, there was a black chair in which Chasity was to sit. "You know the drill, oh and David, get her some meds after the tests." She said. The doctors started putting wires on Chasity's head, chest and back. They gave her an 'IV' and strapped her arms to the chair arms, and her feet to the chair legs. "Sorry safety precautions" One of the doctors said.

Mrs. Shanks reentered the room and saw Fluke by the far wall. "Now now flukey no need to hide" She teased. "Here" she put a metal pole in the middle of the room, on the top of the pole was a light bulb. She walked back into the research chambers and watched through the glass. She pressed the intercom "If you get that light bulb to light up how about you can have a... treat?" She liked bribing them, especially since she didn't intend to keep her promises.

Fluke's eyes constantly darted around room, trying to memorize the route he took: along with several other minor details. Fluke's eyes settled on Mrs. Shanks, she walked up to the little girl before yelling "You're still here!?" which angered Fluke, she was just a child and was already going through a lot especially for one as young as her: for a second Fluke thought about challenging Mrs. Shanks on the matter, and he felt a discharge of electricity pulse inside him in response. It seemed his abilities were also triggered on a emotional level he didn't know what to make of this. Fluke sighed before deciding against the action, feeling the rush of electricity fizzle out of him as fast as it came it'd be unwise to get classed as a rebel, he wanted them to think he was docile before striking. His eyes watched as Mrs. Shanks escorted the young girl away as he wondered where she was being taken.

A short buzzing interrupted his train of thought as a unfamiliar feminine voice spoke, "Hello, I don't know your name... but... uh... I found out how to help you control your... er... abilities..." the prospect didn't really excite Fluke, he had been on medication that was meant to help his 'abilities' develop more quickly, they did help but they had some side effects which weighed out the good they did, to this Fluke spoke loudly "If it's medication, you can tell them I'm not taking it." Fluke's philosophy here was not to get classed as a rebel, but also not as a pushover: he wasn't going to be taken of advantage even if he was imprisoned here.

Fluke noticed Mrs. Shanks walk back into the room, as her eyes searched for him before settling on him "Now now flukey no need to hide" she began to tease, in which Fluke scowled in response he began feeling his anger rise as well as a small pang of electricity inside him, which he tried to withheld. "Here." She stated as she put a metal pole in the middle of the room, which had a light bulb at the top. Mrs. Shanks then walked back into the observation chamber behind her, another buzz before Mrs. Shanks voice spoke "If you get that light bulb to light up how about you can have a... treat?" a treat? Fluke shook his head before weaving a cunningly lie "I need more energy to preform this function." Fluke was relying on the electricity he was naturally producing, and although he could easily do this task, he wanted to see if he could trick them into giving him more electricity which he could store for his escape.

Mrs. Decker knew of how much energy he had, due to the papers and he wouldn't need more. She stepped up to Mrs.Shanks and tapped her shoulder. "Excuse me can I say something to him.." She asked politely. "Whatever" Mrs.Shanks replied. Julie walked up to the intercom and pressed the button. "You have enough energy... I read your charts.... You better do it okay... Then maybe I can help you..." She said softly. She stepped back from the mic as she ruffled through her papers.

Katrina was about to speak when the little ginger woman tapped her shoulder. She let her speak, she mocked the woman's cutesy little voice in her head. As she stepped back up to the microphone she had a genius idea. What if that red head was his personal trainer? she thought. She went back to where the red head was, "I need you to be his trainer. You know all bout this project right? Oh and who are you by the way?" She asked.

Mrs. Decker just looked up at the slender woman. A trainer? she thought. Not bad, actually I'd be able to figure out what is going on here... "Oh I'm Mrs. Decker" she added as they both turned back to watch the boy.

Dr. Dragon
The dark halls of Coraline's office cast dark shadows across her worried face. Oh yes, she could see the plans formulating in her lab rats' minds. They thought they could escape her wrath. When she was finish with them she would give them a break. When she was finished. "Dr. Dragon?" Someone knocked on the door. "Fluke claims he needs more electricity to light the bulb." a sentinel of Coraline's walked in and shifted uneasily. Coraline lets out a dark laugh and smiles maliciously. "Oh yes, give him some more electrons. A lot." the sentinel was dismissed with a wave of her hand and she smiled. Quickly she caught him before he left. "Tell Fluke that I am not stupid, and tell him that if he shocks another one of his friends...he might just get something." Quickly the sentinel leaves and Coraline continued to chuckle. I know exactly what he is doing and the others as well, but it won't happen. They all amused her very much.
Later that day Coraline had gotten word that the little girl had flown. "How high?" she asked. "Just hovering..." the intern said, a little scared. "Not good enough, maybe she should talk to Chemical...In fact please bring Chemical to me." The intern hurried quickly out of the room and arrived moments later with the pale girl.
"Hi darling," Coraline smiled deviously as the girl sat down. "What do you want?!" Thistle snaps. "To test out your brain." Coraline says. "Tell me some useful information on how to get Charity or whatever, to fly higher."
Thistle let out a chuckle before flinching. "Give her some pain killers but not enough for her to feel numb. She needs to concentrate really hard and a little tingling on her back would help." she says grudgingly before clutching her temples and bending over. "You and I will be great friends, darling. I'll have a chat with the others soon to see how they're working out. Now I hear you know a nice boy named Alexander..." Coraline smiled and stared Thistle in the eyes. Oh yes, the she stared right back, rather coldly in fact. "Your reward is a painkiller, now go back to where you belong." A guard took Thistle away and Coraline beamed. This was a fun job and she couldn't wait to test the others.

My hair burned in the dim darkness of the room and cast mysterious shadows across my face. I glared at anyone and everyone who dared make eye contact or even look at me, I was in a bad mood. Nobody I knew was in the room except for the pale, translucent girl. Part of me looked for the electric boy for I had grown to like him (ha, I'm not civil though so I doubt he knows) and also the little winged girl. She was so sweet and innocent.
Shut up. I tell myself. They are going to die, don't make friends.
I shifted against the wall and my vision rested upon a small girl about a year or two younger than me. She was crying softly and shivering with either fear or cold. Probably cold. I groan, walk over and sit down. I put a reassuring arm around her and share the heat of my fire with her. Her petite face looks up at me and I see her mutation. It's actually pretty terrifying.
Her skin is translucent but not like the other girl. Her eyes are a beady red but filled with fear, she has tangled snow-white hair accompanied by fangs and claws. The claws are like slender nails tapered to terrifying points.
The information comes to my mind that they split her genes using Anitecid Florent (whatever that is-no brain please don't tell me...) combined with the DNA-
I stop myself and manage a weak smile to the girl, but then turn my head to stare at the wall.
Should I be worried that the girl could attack me any moment? Nah, I could do that too.

Fluke's head tilted as he heard the buzz of the intercom followed by a voice, "You have enough energy... I read your charts.... You better do it okay... Then maybe I can help you..." the feminine voice spoke to which Fluke rolled his eyes, before sighing hesitantly. Fluke walked up to the metal pole, at a extremely slow pace. He felt electricity pulsing through him since his anger had generated quite a bit. His hand automatically grabbed the pole, and he instinctively began feeding electricity inside, the bulb shone brightly. However Fluke continued to do this, until overloading the bulb forcing it to shatter, he covered his eyes with his hand reflexively: which protected him from the shards of glass, however he had a few cuts on his cheek which blue electricity cracked over every so often. Fluke looked forward before his eyes settled on the booth, and a glare formed "Look I did it? Aren't I strong?" He spoke in a mocking manner.

Mrs. Decker looked in shock. "Wow" she said under her breath. She watched as Mrs. Shanks pressed the intercom and said "Well done." She paused the moved he hair that was in her face. "I have a trainer for you Fluke... You better be nice with this one." Julie looked through the glass at the poor boy. She couldn't imagine feeling the pulse of electricity moving through her veins and insides. She walked out the door and out into the big open room. "Hello" she said almost reaching out her hand for a hand shake but realized he might shock her. "I guess I'm your new trainer.... I'm Mrs. Decker.." She said. One of the 'guards' called her name and she turned as he was using his hands to say you and the boy come. She walked over to the door as they walked through the hallway, they reached another door. When they walked in it was just a big room with cement floors. "...Roomy...." She mumbled just enough for Fluke to overhear. She looked over at him, he looked old for his age.... well she didn't know his age.... but still... "Well let's get started..." She smiled.

Fluke inclined his head, surely it was a bit unorthodox but he did demonstrate his abilities: for him it was basically asserting himself as a individual rather than a labrat. The buzzing of the intercom once again filled the chamber he was in, followed by Mrs. Shanks voice "Well done." it was followed by a brief pause "I have a trainer for you Fluke... You better be nice with this one." a trainer? Fluke automatically recoiled from the idea, he didn't want someone hounding him in such a way: but he doubted his opinion on the matter would be relevant, so he sighed letting his frustration build. He remembered a few days back, he had shocked several of the people trying to train his abilities. He had no control over his abilities back then of course, there was just random spikes which rose according to his emotional and instinctive level, and most of his previous trainers had been fairly rough with him so his abilities kicked in defending him from harm.

Fluke's head rose as his trainer entered the chamber, she was a redhead and fairly short. In all fact she actually looked nice, which shocked Fluke. She approached him before greeting him with a simple "Hello" she then reached out her hand slightly, before pulling it back, to which in reply Fluke cocked his eyebrow before frowning. "I guess I'm your new trainer.... I'm Mrs. Decker.." Fluke didn't know what to say, she seemed relatively new and almost informal on the matter so he stayed silent. Fluke heard one of the guards call Mrs. Decker's name, as he gestured them both to follow. Mrs. Decker walked to the door, which Fluke wandered behind sheepishly. "This is better than being dragged through the complex." Fluke quipped, referencing Mrs. Shanks' methods as they travelled through the complex. They stopped at a door, when Fluke walked in it seemed rather black, just a big cement room 'How bland' Fluke thought. He heard Mrs. Decker say something, but he wasn't really paying attention, she looked over to Fluke studying him before smiling "Well let's get started..." Fluke twisted his head before agreeing "Lets get this over with."

According to his file it said Fluke was an ill tempered boy who hasn't gained control over his abilities. His abilities range on his emotions. He is a danger when disturbed. She looked at him again. He didn't look dangerous but she would still have to be cautious. She walked over and saw a metal pole in the corner. She picked it up and then put it down. I'll use that later. "Okay ...Fluke is it? Or is that some dumb nickname they gave you? I just want you to be comfortable before we start." She looked at his brown eyes and saw the bags under them. He's probably not getting much sleep... she concluded. "Okay this may seem dumb but... We need to channel your energy... Like we need to do... yoga..." She half smiled at him. She knew it must sound dumb and stupid but it was what she knew she must do to get to the real him. Getting him comfortable and calm was her main priorities.

Thistle
The guards leading me deep through the twisting chamber ways seem to know that I'm planning something. They are edgy like gazelles that a lioness is stalking, very aware of what is happening but to afraid to confront her or run away. Our footsteps echo in the silent spaces we walk in, clearly signalling our position. Finally I fall over, appearing to faint; Being pale helps because this is the first time the guards have seen me. The first man bends over and I punch him in the face, efficiently shattering his job. The second one rushes towards me, jabbing his tazor into my side. It hurts so much but doesn't effect me like it would a normal...like it would effect a human. My whole body burns and I throw fire at the second man, who goes down in battle. The last man drops his pistol and looks at me with fear in his eyes. I walk over and press my nimble finger on his pressure point, he doesn't fight and soon passes out. Pulling the bodies out of the clearing to hide is tough but I manage it.
Soon I'm on the road but I hear the footsteps of many people rushing down the hall and quickly climb up to the rafters and hide in the shadows. A hand pokes my back and I almost fall.
"Hiya." There is a girl about a couple years younger than me just sitting happily up here eating a bag of gummy worms. She has a pretty sequiny pink dress and long magenta hair that falls down in graceful curls. Her eyes are bright and happy, semming to invite me. "I'm Siren, I love gummy worms and this dress! The dress is a treat since it's my birthday!" Siren hands me a gummy worm and I stare at it like it's about to bite me. "I'll take you where you need to go." The gummy worm is sucked into her smiling mouth as she takes a break from her sentence. Siren talks on and on about rainbow things as we crawl through the rafters, she said she wanted to show me her room.
Everything about Siren strikes me as odd, her cheerfulness...everything.
Finally we reach a small opening that we both squeeze through. It's coated with dust, dirt, and only has a few piles of cloth in the corner; I think that's a bed. I think. There are drawings all over the walls from rainbow muds and with one look at Siren's hands and you can tell it's from her. "This is the saddest part," Siren moves a stiff covering off a window and when we look inside we see the electric boy. "His name is Fluke and that lady is nice." she draws a shape on the window with a dreamy expression. Once her hand leaves the screen it is a pig with a mustache. Or rabbit...I couldn't tell.
I stand there for a while until I see Fluke use his powers. His forehead is glazed with sweat and I want to help him. "Hungry...I hope there's pudding..." Siren says. Anger rises up inside me, seriously, that is her worry! "Shut up! You don't know what it's like for us, you think everything is okay!" I'm not proud of it but I shout at her. Siren looks like a lost puppy as she stares at me. "I knew pudding was a soft spot!" she wails and I put a hand on my head and sigh.
Suddenly the window clatters to the ground and I'm visible.

Fluke shook his head, why couldn't he just discover and learn to control his abilities himself: it would be a lot easier... on him anyway. His new trainer, Mrs. Decker seemed nice but didn't seem to contemplate what was going on. Did she think everyone volunteered for this? 'No, no one could be that naive' Fluke's mind concluded successfully shaking off this topic which slightly disturbed him. Mrs. Decker walked over to the corner picking up the metal pole, then shortly putting it back down. After a second passed she began speaking "Okay ...Fluke is it? Or is that some dumb nickname they gave you? I just want you to be comfortable before we start." Fluke twisted his head, and a frown gave way before he shook his head, he felt a pang of annoyance respond to this, and felt electricity build. After another awkward second passed she spoke again, "Okay this may seem dumb but... We need to channel your energy... Like we need to do... yoga..." Fluke almost doubled over laughing, "You're kidding, right?" he then paused realizing she was serious "You're serious aren't you?" Fluke would've continued to rant all day, but his ears rang, and his head turned, and there he saw a girl, which Fluke recognized almost immediately it was the haunting girl, that shared his cell. In response Fluke blinked owlishly not really sure this was happening.