Alexandria Tamon's Story

The sound of a gun shotting scared the hell out of Alex. She was in the middle of doing her seven miles a day when she heard the bang behind her. She turned around to see who was firing at her when she discovered a group of three men in ski masks, the one in the middle holding the gun in question. "Damn, missed. Don't worry miss Tamon, i will not next time." He said as he was lining up his shot. Before he could take the shot, she ran into the trees that were on either side of the trail. She made her way pretty quickly, but could hear the men behind her, catching up fast. "Don't resist, miss Tamon. That will only make your death more painful." The man continued.

"Why are you hunting me!?" She exclaimed, once she was at the end of a clearing. "What did I ever do to you?" She continued. "You didn't do anything to me, but your powers must be put down." He said. "How the hell did he know about that?" She thought as she knew that this was going to end with people dying.

When all of his men were working their way to their captain, she was preparing. She was shifting the earth beneath them, making it more unstable, just ready to cave in below them. When the men finally gathered, she got from behind her hiding spot and said, "Can I least get some final words?" The man with the gun said, "Make it quick." She then raised her hand, as if to surender, but it was to finish the hole. "Ok, I guess there is only one thing I can say. Rot in hell!" She screamed before bringing both of her arms down, effectivly collapsing the earth beneath the men, who fell in with a loud bang. "Let me out, you bitch!" The man said, but she only responded by shifting the bedrock to cover them completly. By the end of it, she was panting heavaly, due to large use of her powers. "That was too close, and how did they know. I need to talk to someone." She thought as she realized that first person to come to her mind was Jonathan Reed, but when she dialed his number she got the 'phone is no longer in service' message.

She was freaked out, she had just killed three men. That made her sick for a second, but she knew they would kill her first. She needed to get away from that park, so she found her way out rather quickly, and went near the closest subway station. When she arrived, she found Johathan and Matt running away as fast as they could, so she decided to follow them. She noticed that Jonathan was bleeding, and this made her freak out a bit, so she caught up and got in front of them, "What happened to you, Jonathan, you are hurt. What happened?" She asked, scared for his life.

Jonathan yelled in pain when his brother dragged him from the subway station.
"Matt! Stop!" He shouted but he must not have heard. They did stop a few minutes later though when a familiar face stepped in front of them. Jonathan froze on the spot and threw out his hands unintentionally. As pain ripped through his side, everything in the street slowed down around them. She remained the same.
"Alex?!" Jonathan looked to his brother and back to her and nearly died on the spot.

Alexandria Tamon, Jonathan's best friend since he was eight years old. They had managed to stay friends until they both became teenagers. They went almost everywhere together: out with their shared friends, double dates. The lot. Everyone was expecting them to start dating any second, and they were right. The two had tried dating each other not long after they had turned 14. It was going good: steady dates, sharing everything with each other. To them it was perfect. But, to Jonathan's horror, they started arguing a lot more and pulling away from each other. Finally they broke it off. Within a few weeks she had another boyfriend, one of the jocks who used to get his friends to beat the crap out of Jonathan. Fair fight with the guy: Jonathan would be able to pound his face into the ground. Sending three of his friends to beat the crap out of him and subdue him before delivering a few final blows: not so much unfortunately. They tried remaining friends but her relationship and the awkwardness between was working against them. For years they would only speak every few months by email or text, and it would only be an few lines of awkward chit chat.

Jonathan's mind cam back to the present. Though he was pleased to see his beautiful ex girlfriend, this was not a very good time.
"Alex? Oh no. No no no no no no no!" He ran his long fingers through his hair in panic and suddenly realized that the world had went back to normal.
"This can't be happening." His husky, southern voice was coming through strong.
"This cannot be happening!"

A deafening noise made him panic and the street slow yet again.
"Oh come on!" A crackling noise reached his ears. He looked back and his heart stopped.
"Crap." He ducked as a bolt of lightning shot over his head between his brother and ex. Standing up he forced himself to move, grabbing Matthew by his clothes and Alex by the hand and dragging them from Sparky.
"we've got to keep moving! Don't look back!" He called to them, using his big brother role. Even though his body was yell at him to stop, he didn't. He wouldn't until they were safe.
"But why did Alex have to get involved...?"

Matthew was now being dragged. On a side note, he HATED being dragged, though this might stem from the fact he isn't exactly the tallest person in the world. Or anywhere close. He could easily fit in a dumbwaiter. Between the being dragged and the lightning, he didn't think it could get much worse. Of course, that's when a car turned and crashed into a slowed down car. Nothing serious, but a slight flaw in slowing down the street is that it was just that one street.

Oh, and then there was the vans filled with Spec Ops people. On the side, it said "T.A.N.C.". And there was the helicopter too, which put a spotlight on them. In the middle of the day. Of course, it was a bright, blinding light. He heard gunshots, there was light in his eyes, he had been dragged, pinned, and chased, and he was hungry. And he was pissed.

The troops had blocked their escape. The other man from before was behind them. And they were yelling. And Matthew stood there, his anger taking over. "I. AM. TIRED OF THIS. WHAT IS GOING ON HERE. I HAVE BEEN SHOT AT, NEARLY ELECTROCUTED, AND A VARIETY OF OTHER UNPLEASENT THINGS....." he yelled, and notably, as his anger took hold and he yelled, his Telekinesis was sipping up a storm. His nose was bleeding again, but he didn't notice or care. Dust, mailboxes, parked cars, loose bricks, Air Conditioners, a few lamp posts, a ton of shards of glass, and a bunch of random junk with a matching dumpster were swirling around him Telekinetically. Matthews eyes were heavily dilated. And all the while, he was still shouting "...AND I AM SICK AND TIRED OF IT. SO GO AWAY AND LEAVE US ALONE!!!". As he finished yelling, he was loudest at the end, and everything swirling around him, Jonathan, and Alex was sent flying at TANC and the Serial Killer.

The Serial Killer seemed to vanish entirely, not even bothering to stick around, and had run away mid rant. TANC to more of the damage, as well as a few buildings. But before anyone could yell at Matthew, he smiled, having doe something that was truly amazing, and then he passed out, falling to the ground. Notably, both Jonathan and Alex were in "The Eye of the Storm", and therefore were not in danger at all.

Utter shock was the only thing on Alex's face when she saw Matty, the same one she and Jonathan babysat, was creating a tornado out of any loose item he could find. "Oh my god." Was her only thought, however, she sprang into motherly mode when Matt passed out from his work. She quickly made her way over to him, he was lying on the street close to her, And leaned down and picked him up. She had him so he was slung over her back, and his legs were dangling over her shoulder.

She then turned to Jonathan and said, "You can explain what just happened here later, but right now, we need to get the hell out of here before more of those S.W.A.T guys start showing up. Let's try my place, follow me." She was taking ocntrol of the situation, which is something she did well, but didn't do very often. She had moved out of her parents place and managed to afford a cheaply little place with one bed room and a bathroom the size of a matchbox car, but it was all hers. She made her way very quickly, knowing the route by heart by now.

They arrived a little later, and she made her way to her room and pushed the door open, she never kept it locked, it wasn't like she had anything of value to steal. She then placed Matt softy on her bed, and turned to see her ex-boyfriend, Jonathan, who she secretly still liked, but he couldn't know it, she already burned that bridge down when she started dating the guy who would try to beat him up, mainly for being her friend. She didn't even like that guy, but she needed comfort and he was there, and she regretted it from when they broke up.

Bringing herself back into the present, she said to him, "Ok, now tell me why some guy was shooting lightning at us, and why the army thinks we are threats now."

Alex was looking in her cabnet beneath the sink for something that would help John. THe only things she found were a box of bandages, gauzes for when she fell down badly, duct tape for repairs around the aptartment, and a wash cloth. "Damn, i need to go shopping." She thought before realizing she was focusing on the wrong thing. "They have powers too, John and Matty, small world." She turned on her shower on the hot water, hoping it would heat up, while she found something to put it in, when she found a hand-made bowl John gave her when they were nine, it was some kind of art project. SHe quickly filled it up, and made her way with the supplies to fine him without his shirt on, and a large piece of glass sticking out.

She made her way over to him, examining the piece, wondering if it hit any viens or anything important. She decided to focus on the smaller pieces she could work with, taking them out in little time, trying not to hurt him, and putting the bandages over the area. "If you wanted to take your shirt off in front of me, you didn't need to stick a piece of glass the size of my fist in there." She said, trying to make him feel better. "Alright, i think it needs to come out. It will bleed a lot, so i am putting this wash cloth over it while it heals, and i will wrap you in duct tape, got it?" She said not really expecting an answer, but she had to ask, "Are you sure you don't want me to take you to a hospital, or should i remove it here?"

Matthew woke up in a bed. He had no clue where he was, and he panicked. Although he did massive damage from his outburst, he barely had a scratch. Except his nose sort of started bleeding. And he had a massive headache.. He also can't remember anything since when he exited the subway.

"Uhg.....what happened....I feel like I got hit by a truck...or 5....what happened?" he noted, grabbing his Sketchbook. He started to doodle and draw a little, before adding "And where are we?". He then looked over at Jonathan. "And what happened to your shirt?"

Matthew looked out the window, analyzing the situation. He then went to grab is pen and continue drawing, but realized he dropped it. He started to bend down and pick it up, but it flew into his hand, as if it happened on instinct. The instinct to attack and deflect on anger. The instinct to get the pen immediately. The instinct to push away anyone trying to do harm. His powers, at least his Telekinesis, seemed to be linked to his instincts.

"I doubt we can stay here forever you know....."

Alex was taking out the last tiny piece out of Jonathan and put the bandage over it when he showed her the medical journal he kept. She did notice he was trying to cover a picture on the other side, and did it quite well. She, however, made out the words, "Aly and J" She knew it had something to do with them, but she let it go for now. "Ok, i have some sugar." She said as she went towards her tiny fridge, and took out a doughnut box. "This place i went to gave me a million little sugar packets." She took out the packet, and realized that Jonathan knew she only ate them when she was sad. But she brushed off the thought and said, "Matty, why don't you have one, you might need it. And as for needle and thread, I gave them up after I turned 90, but i'll go check if my neighbor has one." She said, knowing her humor was not needed, but she felt it neccisary before leaving and wlaking across the hall.

She knocked on her neightbor's door and the little old lady who lived next to her answered, "Hello Mrs. Fitspatrick. Can i please borrow a needle and thread, i ripped one of my pants." The lady offered to do it for her,but she said she didn't want to bother her like that, and she took that for an answer, "Thank god i am nice to my neighbors." she thought as she got what she needed and said goodbye.

She got back to the apartment and found things were as she left them, including the glass. She made her way over to him and threaded the needle and opened the sugar packets to get them ready. "Ok, just know that it gives me no pleasure to do rip glass from you." She said, as she finished and put them beside her as she got close to him. She then got closer to Jonathan and gazed into his eyes, remembering the happy times. She then did someone he couldn't have been expecting, she leaned down and kiss him on the lips, it was a soft kiss, and she hoped it worked. When they were around five seconds into it, she gripped the glass shard and pulled out with all her strenght, effectivly yanking it from its home in the side. She then quickly poured the sugar into and around the wound, hoping she did it right, and she was beginning to thread up the wound when she said, "Hope I didn't hurt you too badly." and she smiled weakly.

Matthew, for one reason or another, put on the news, to see what happened. The reporter was reporting from the stret they had exited to, before cutting to what they had recorded as some sort of bizzare tornado randomly appearing in New York. While you could not see anyone in it, Matthew could vaugly recognize the three of them. This shocked him. He realized what happened.

"All right, so does someone want to explain to me what is going on? And why we were in the middle of that Tornado? I accidentally created it, didn't I?". And now the occasionally annoyingly high IQ came into play. He started to reach for one donuts, but they telekinetically came to him. His powers were excersized so much, it's like a clog was flushed out, and they are flowing natura lily now. This clog being his anger over his parents death. And what has happened so far.

That's when he turned and started pacing, hearing the news then say "...and on anothery story, Dr. Tinkinsteiner, one of the worlds best Genetistists, has also seemingly disappeared as well. No official story yet, but rumor has it a patient may be responsible......"

Flashback: 1 year, 3 months, 6 days ago

"I don't understand why I need to do this though...." Matt whined, stuck in a examination room. His dad simply came over and said "Well, you shouldn't have broken your arm skateboarding then. The doctor simply wants to examine you and do some tests....". His dad started to head towards the door. "Now, I will be right outside, just take everything off and do what the doctor says...."

It was awhile before the doctor came in, saying "Hello" in a German Accent. Matthew had both his hands covering shyly. Matthew hated doctors, and used to be afraid of hospitals. He never mentioned why, just had this feeling deep downa "White Coat" usually ment something bad. Nightmare is what he got from it. But he never explained them. Either way, Matthew stood there as he took blood and examined him. He also took a hair a silaiva sample. Matthew eventually spat out "What is the blood and all the samples for?". The Doctor replied "Just to make sure your healthy and strong" he noted, before Matthew asked him one last question "What's your name again?". "Dr. Tinkinsteiner".

Flashback End

Matthew realized where he knew that from, though he never knew his profession. Matthew always found that strange, but combined with this, he was looking for answers anywhere he could find. And he just happens to disappear the day of the eclipse, the day their powers just seem to come flowing. It is worth checking out at least. He asked Jonathan "You remember a Dr. Tinkinsteiner? He apparently went missing around the time everything weird started to happen. And he is a genetistist. Maybe he has some answers...."

"I remember him. I met him. He never mentioned he was a genetistist, but for some reason he wanted to examine me and do some tests. He gave me a sorry excuse of a dodge then left when I asked why. seeing as how we both have powers and I doubt it was a coincidence, I bet he knows something.....

That's when Jonathan mentioned their parents.

Flashback: 5 days ago

"See, I got it!" Matt exclaimed, holding the baseball pridefully. Matthew wasn't the best at sports, but his favorite was Baseball. Comes with living in New York. They had a picnic, full of great food. It was a great day....

Flashback Ends

"I saw what happened. I saw their bodies....why do you think I said to meet at the subway station, not the house....I....." He started, but couldn't continue. He was sad, not angry. "Why am I not angry" was the thought in his head.

"So, we should probably go, before someone comes after us here....." he noted, looking out the window again.

Alex was finishing her doughnut when Jonathan finally gave into his sleepiness. She hoped he would be okay, seeing how she had just performed an operation on him in a piece of shit new york apartment. She was wondering about this doctor Matty kept talking about, although his name didn't ring any bells to her. So she decided on another route.

"Hey Matty," She said, aimed at the kid in the room, "I gotta know, how much do you remember of me, back when your brother and I were best friends?" She knew this wasn't the time or place to ask this, that she should be focused on helping him with the loss of his parents, but when she didn't want to think of something, she always just let her mind drift away. "I mean I have known you forever, but I was just curious. Anyway, want another doughnut while we wait for your brother?" She said while grabbing the near empty box, and handing it over to him.

Matthew let Jonathan rest. He didn't blame him. His anger felt like it was used up on something else. Someone else. But he could not remember. He thought about the picnic again. He looked at Alex, then back down. He then looked back at the TV, which was broadcasting all the madness today. His school, the street, the armed men. Not to mention everything else. Luckily for him, there was either little camera coverage, or it was all destroyed. That's when they mentioned survivors were sent to one, nearby hospital. The same one he had went to. And their best lead. But first, Jonathan needed to rest.

That's when Alex asked him "I gotta know, how much do you remember of me, back when your brother and I were best friends?". He blushed slightly, and quickly took the donut and averted his eyes. If Matthew was ever interrogated by a friend, it would be more effective to have him tell them straight to keep a secret from someone he was friends with. Especially about themselves. At least against strangers they would have to find someway to get him talking when they posed a clear threat or were suspicious. But someone like his best friend Hunter, or his brother or Alex, he could never keep a secret from. He could try, but once they asked, it was near hopeless. Matthew blushes red, and averts his gaze, as well as fidgeting with his sleeve and trying to change the subject.

"So, exactly why aren't you so surprised from all this? Because I'm guessing whatever happened that knocked me out wasn't exactly normal, or you would have asked me about it...." he asked, fidgeting with his sleeve. Sometimes, his youth and innocent looks and smile could easily mask his large IQ.

Alex was looking at Matt as he desperatly tried to avoid her question, and she thought it was cute, "There's the Matty I knew." She thought as she figured out her plan to get this half-bite to talk.

"Well, I guess that... Well, I don't really know, I guess. I guess I am good with dangerous situations, like before I moved to the United States, these bad men tried to hurt me and my family for some reason, but no matter how bad it got, my mom would always tell me to be a brave little girl, and I always was. So, I guess it has to do with childhood trauma or something like that." She said it all with a smile, but she continued, "And by the way, I used to babysit you Matty, and I know how bad a liar you are. We would play Go Fish and when ever you had something you didn't want to give up, you would always blush and try not to look me in the eye, kind of like now." She started to chuckle a little bit, remembering all the fun she had when she was younger. But her story wasn't over yet, "But I always had a way to make you talk. I would tickle you until you begged me to stop, although given the fact I would have to climb over your brother to do that now, I will let you tell me without torturing you. Deal? Now answer, what do you remember?" She had stopped laughing, but wore a very soft smile, it was nice to think about the history she had with the Reed's. She got up out of her chair and sat on the bed, criss-cross style, in front of Matty and J.

Matthew looked at Alex as she talked. He made a mental note for later to protect all ticklish spots. He gave in, as strong willed as he was, he was a horrible secret keepers when it came to friends. "Well, Uhh....." he hesitated, hoping by some luck he would get interrupted, or that he could actually keep a secret. "Well, I might know more then Jonathan or you ever think I did......" he noted, blushing a lot more red now, and not because of what he knew.

"Let's just say.....there are a few things I might want to forget....." he added, blushing way more red. Matthew was sometimes too smart for his own good, and knew a bit too much. And right now, he wished that in his gigantic will he was able to use at least some of that for keeping secrets. "Right, ummm, no bad feelings, right? So, anyways, what's your real reason now. We both know that isn't why, you did tell me you were 4 when you moved here. Or was that your parents? Either way, your hiding something too....."

Matthew listened to the story, and found it sad. It also spiked his anger a little, but he quickly calmed down. He then looked at his own hands, however he was then startled by her question. His memory was quite accurate. He couldnt really hide it, could he. "Well, i know you two were in deep love.....and I know that you have a major crush on him. I also know your still hiding something from me, and I know I was not the one eating the oreos in the middle of the night....."

Matthew then added "Also, I know about your diary under the pillow...." he noted, quickly going to grab it, but having it meet him the rest of the way via Telekinesis. He might not be able to hold secrets well, but he was clever. Thats when the book started to flip open on its own. But before he could say anything else, he noticed a flashing outside the window. He peeked out again, and armed men were searching the building across from them. He sighed in relief.

"Also, I know that one of you took my $5 while I was asleep.....just to add that....and on a side note, shouldnt we get some painkillers for my brother?"

Alex was surprised how much this kid knew, "I need to bring him to vagas some day." She thought, as he said they needed painkillers.

"Well, I am not a pharamastist, so the strongest thing i have is Advil, so i don't know how affective i can be. Also, don't ever read a girl's diary, or you will end up with some damaged fruit." She said as she grabbed her book back, hoping he didn't read to much of it, before she went into her bathroom and grabbed the bottle of Advil and began crushing the tablets into a powder with a spoon and her finger. While she was doing this, she decided to make small talk, "Just you wait until you have your first crush, that big brain of yours will go right down the toliet for that person. Your brother's certainly did." She laughed a bit, before finishing crushing four pills and looking at the powder. "By the way, it was your brother that would eat the oreo's, not me."

Matthew looked back at Jonathan, then back at Alex. He had this strange feeling for a moment, but it passed. He had seen only a bit of the diary when she grabbed it back. He then noted "Well, it really depends on the person.....", however then found himself interrupted when he heard commotion from the street about the armed men. Matthew's mind was starting to drift back on what has happened when she noted his brother took the oreos. He then noted "So you admit to taking the $5 then....". However, he had realized something. They could try and make small talk and avoid it for now, but he knew that this couldn't last forever. City seems to be occupied, people with suits, people with uniforms, and then there was him. The man from the subways.

And frankly, Matthew wants answers more then anything. Perhaps a bit of rage still survived in that need. At the school, they tried to take him alive, shooting witnesses instead. At the subway, the man tried to kill him. The one thing that didn't fit was the death of his parents. He knew this. The men in the suits also decided not to use lethal force.

He knew this would probably get him no answers, but he decided to ask anyways. "Why do you think our parents were killed and our house blown up. Its the one thing in this that doesn't make sense. Excluding the serial killer from the subway, everyone has tried to take us alive. Or me anyways And if it was the killer, why them anyways. And why explosives. It doesn't make sense....Any ideas?"

Alex was considering the problem giving to her, why would someone go after his parents, they would be much more valuable alive, it didn't make any sence. She looked out window and noticed that people were checking the building near them, so she decided it was time to take action.

"Ok, I don;t know how much longer we would have here, people seem to be checking the buildings. We need to change our appearances, they probably have a search going on for people in the clothes they saw us in. I have my clothes, and Mrs. Fitsparick's son is aroudn Jonathan's size, but unfortunatly, the only clothes that would fit you are her grandaughter's." She stopped herself, taking a moment to chuckle at the idea of him in her clothes, but knew there was no other choice, So she left him there while she went back to her old neighboors, but when she knocked on the door, it only opened.

Inside she found a note saying she had to get groceries, and that she was making stew for her family and that she was welcome and her friends. She did this at least once a week, and Alex usually accepted. She made her way quickly to the bedroom used for her son and grandaughter, and took out a simple pair of jeans, undershirt, and sweatshirt for Jonathan, and tried to pick out something not completly girly for Matty, but her grandaughter was a girly-girl. She finally decided on a pair of jeans she was surprised she would wear, but the only clean shirt that Matty wouldn't throw a tantrum at was a purple shirt with cartoon-y fox on it, it was from some show appeartly, but she never could understand what. And to finish it off, she took a hat off her son's dresser, but didn't see what was on it.

She went back to her apartment with the clothes she had picked out, and layed them on the bed, "Sorry, Matty. It was either this or a pink frill dress. Try to wake your brother while I change." She said as she picked out her new clothes, simple blouse and chopped pants, and went into the restroom to give him privacy while he hopefully changed, and she really didn't want to get naked in front of the kid, although, she would need to undress Jonathan if was still too weak, although she prayed she didn't have to.

Matthew listened quietly, and then went back to the window. They were still searching across the street. He watched them, wondering what they were up to. His instincts told him to investigate, but he couldn't. It was too dangerous. Still, he should. He went to wake up Jonathan, thinking about it. Right as he reached Jonathans bed though and was about to wake him up, he collapsed on top of the bed and Jonathan, and seemed to loose consciousness.......

(Powers can now start SLOWLY evolving, or showing signs of evolving. Remember that they should still be difficult to control already :3. Don't want any big power boosts now.....)

The Street Below....

Matthew found himself outside, on the street. Did he teleport? No, it didn't feel like he was actually "there", more like an Out of Body Experience. He then realized he was on the street below. Thats when one person fell nearby, and a bag she was carrying went flying through him. "Uhh, im not a ghost....right? I don't remember dying.....". He then looked at the truck. He quickly ran over to it, staying to the side of it, and looking inside. It had a bunch of computers and such. Thats when the last two men in there bolted out and started searching the building next to the one he was in. Or is. Matthew knew his body was still there, but he was here. "Oh, this is like Astral Projection, isn't it....." he realized. He then went to the computers in the truck. They were all focused on the buildings, and thought no one would try to get in. he noticed the "T.A.N.C. Label on the sides and on the equipment. However, when he got to the computer, he realized he had a problem. He couldn't touch the keyboard and mouse.

Thats when he remembered what he did earlier. "Okay. Now, I just need to use it on purpose....". Additionally, he had to actually focus on which keys he pressed. He then glanced at some papers they had layed out. "Matthew Reed, Powers: Telekinesis, rest unknown, possibly Telepathy, Jonathan Reed, Molecule Manipulation, Alexandria Tamon, Terrakinesis...." he read, those being the first three. But thats when he noticed three others. "Claire Mills, Claivoyance?, Liam Banks, Invisibility, Lilith Ross, Rapid Cell Regeneration" he read, noting the question mark at the end of Clairvoyance. "Well, clearly these people are getting their data somewhere else, I doubt any of them know what this means.....". There were others as well, but they were covered.

But right before go was about to go, he saw an email come up on the computer. "Hunter Rikker detained at Hospital pending recovery". This shocked him. "Hunter is my best friend. We have.....oh. We have so much alike, we were always similar.....". He seriously hoped they weren't alike in this way too. Wanting to learn more, he decided to try and open it. Using all his focus, he managed to get the mouse to get it to open. For some reason, small precise movements were harder then moving large things clumsily. When he got it open, he read it. It was the same hospital that the doctor he thought would know something about this worked. Two Birds with one stone! However, Matthew then realized he had a problem. He had no clue how to get back into his own body. "Well, maybe I just need to focus really hard....". He decided to get out of the truck first off. When he got out, most of the people were in buildings, but a few were outside now. He quickly took cover behind some crates they unpacked. Granted, they couldn't hurt him, but he would rather not want them to know he was here......and he started to try and focus once more.

MAtthew was there. Stuck in the street. Well, kind of. He wasn't ACTUALLY there. He was like an illusion. Thats when he felt a slap, and its as if the entire world changed. He was back in the apartment. And his face hurt bad. "OW!" he yelled, jolting up. "What did you do?" Matthew then asked, rubbing his face. He still didn't quite fully get what he did, but he knows he did it, and he knows how to do it. Kind of. Well, not really. But he would figure it out. Its what he did best, figuring things out.

"Uhhhhh......we should probably go soon, if your ready. Other then the fact there are armed men with papers about us and our abilities, as well as a few others......." he noted, remembering the names: Claire Mills, Liam Banks, Lilith Ross. Thats when he told Jonathan "Have you ever had an out of body experience?". Bt, right after he asked, he could hear loud banging and armed men entering the building.

"Uh oh..."

Jonathan got up slowly and stripped down to his boxers and sock before changing into the clothes that had been left for him. the undershirt was a little tight, obviously designed for someone with less muscle, but he wasn't complaining at this point. The sweatshirt was a lot better. It was thin enough to not be annoying and stretched over his body well. With every big movement Jonathan winced in pain but it wasn't as bad as could be, therefore meaning it was unimportant.

"Uhhhhh......we should probably go soon, if your ready. Other then the fact there are armed men with papers about us and our abilities, as well as a few others......."
Jonathan stopped dead in his tracks. His blood ran cold. Turning his head slowly, he stared at Matty in horror.
"We gotta move." He looked around for Alex but she was gone.
"Bathroom. She's probably go there to get changed."
"Have you ever had an out of body experience?"
"Wha-"

A loud bang from downstairs drew his attention away from his brother. The sound of footsteps going quickly up stairs followed after every few bangs.
"They're here." He closed eyes and decided on what to do. Opening them, he sighed.
"Our best bet would probably be the rooftops unless we can get past these guys but if I am right, they will send half of their men to check the floors and the rest to guard the stairs in case anyone tries to come down. I can slow them down but I can't stop them. Get Alex. Tell her I'll be back in a minute. When you hear the noise stop, get to the roof."

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He stepped towards the door and opened it silently, but quickly, before stepping out into the dark hallway. Making his way to the stairwell his heart dropped.
"They are a lot closer than I expected..." He decided to give Matty a minute to go and get Alex before slowing the guys.
"As soon as I hear footsteps behind me I'll slow them down..."