Xiulan Qi's Story

Xiulan Qi "Stay close." Xiulan ordered as she lead a group of childern and like minded adults toward an old house. It was tucked away in the mountians, far from where any Hunters could find them.

She still couldn't believe what ths little girl said was true. "They are coming for us. They want to take us from our bedrooms and execute us in our sleep if we don't do what they say." Little Sydney Donovan had cried to her. Thankfully, Xiulan knew about the girl's ability, like everyone in the village did but unlike most, she listened very closely to what the girl said.

They all knew what the townsfolk had felt about the childern. It was a little unnerving, their abilites but they were just childern, with the proper training they could be taught how to use them, help protect the town but no. The townsfolk took the mindset of Salem and branded them all dangerous. It was sick. Xiulan wasn't about to let that happen.

Another child would not die, Not while she was alive.


So when Sydney warned her about the attack, Xiulan was prepared. Her and a few others, grabbed the childern and left the town of Morrin.

Xiulan took noticed of the house coming into view. "Just up ahead." She said and lead them up to house.

Once then she stepped inside and checked the house. It was relatively untouched and all clear.

"Alright, everyone inside. Quickly." She said, still unsure if any Hunter's were following.

---

Sydney Donovan Sydney clung to someone's hand as she and the other 'supernatural' childern were lead off by Ms. Xiulan. Sydney was a little intimidated by her but she knew she could trust her. That's why she knew to tell her about the vision. It wasn't a Destiny Vision. Those she couldn't change. It was a Choice vision. She saw them make the decision before they actually made it. They had a choice do or don't. Evidently, they decided on 'Do'.

Sydeny was so frightened at this point she could hardly move. If it wasn't for the hand she was holding. She wouldn't be going anyway. "Just up ahead." Xiulan said and Syndey saw the house coming up.

Pretty soon, Xiulan checked it out and rushed them all inside. Sydney rushed in quickly, never letting go of the hand she was holding, trembing a bit, still terrified.

Timothy was scared and he didn't know what was going on. He had been following a group of other kids for awhile now, and he was pretty sure they were in danger. Feeling he wanted to protect them, he grasped up at Dakota's open hand, knowing she was scared as well. If someone point out he was scared, he'd say he wanted to comfort Dakota. Though, he was terrified at this point and wanted to just go hide with a squirrel family or something.

Once they reached the house, Timothy released the hand he was holding and bolted inside. The first thing he saw was a table. So he bolted under that. He curled up in a ball and hid his face. Okay... So maybe it wasn't too bad showing your scared...

Xiulan Qi & Sydney DonovanXiulan heard a noise and as soon as she turned around, a young man stood in the living room. How was that even possible? The place was all clear. She checked it herself, there was no way he was hidden. Xiulan quickly dropped into her stance, Her arms raised, and her fists clenched. "Welcome all!" He said and she never once dropped her stance. "I see you all found the house alright? I hope it wasn't too difficult," He said and Xiulan narrowed her eyes. Who was this fool and where did he come from. This place was empty and had been for years. A Squatter maybe? No, She would have seen the place had been lived in. It wasn’t. It was than she felt arms going around her waist, she dropped her gaze for a moment to see a bushel of curly brown hair below her. Sydney. The girl scared easily, she knew that. ”I need you to step back, Sydney.” She told her and Sydney nodded, and did as she was told. She scanned the room for Dylan. She felt safe around him. This guy, she did not. She stepped back into James, she remembered him, the potter, she always wanted to see him make the vases and things. She clung to him until Dylan came back from wherever he was. ”Who are you?”Xiulan ordered. "my name is Casper. I'm the owner of this here house." He said Xiulan didn’t buy it for a moment. She didn’t trust him but she pretended to drop her guard by losing her stance. She still looked tense but she always did. “ How did you get in here than, There was no one here a moment ago, I checked myself.” she said and anyone that knew or knew of Xiulan, knew how meticulous she was. Nothing got past her...well except this man.

Xiulan Qi &Sydney Donovan Sydney looked up when she saw Dylan enter the room, he held out his hand and she took it quickly. She didn’t want to be so afraid of everything but she knew that people were dangerous. Some hated her for simply being her. She didn’t trust this man at all. Something in her told her not to and so she didn’t. "Magic, Dear," said Casper and a deck of cards appeared out of nowhere. Sydney jumped a bit but a small, barely visible smile tugged at her lips. Was he one of them? Was he special? Sydney watched the man idly.
"Do you not recognise me? To my knowledge, I'm quite well-known in this town." He asked and Xiulan held up her head. She knew of him, that meant little to her. The people of the village turned against these children over something that should have brought them together. He could be just the same. ”I know of you.” she said. "You should visit me in the streets sometime, you'd like my illusions." He said and she scoffed. Seriously, these children's lives are at stake and he wants them to see his foolish illusions. With that, he brushed past her and walked into the kitchen. He should be very glad there were a group of children in the room, or he would have been bleeding in a very uncomfortable spot.
Sydney looked up at Dylan. ”Is he like us?” She asked him, her voice a mere whisper. Oddly enough, it was the first word she spoke after she told Xiulan of the attack. She was depressed and when she was, she wouldn’t speak at all but between the magic trick and Dylan, she felt a little bit better.
”Don’t be alone with him.” Xiulan told the children and then looked to the adults. Each of you, Please, choose one child, keep them in your care, should we need to split up at any point, they will be yours to care for.” She said, she didn’t want to assume leadership but this was hitting too close to home for her. She was making this more personal than she should but to hell with it. Someone had to do it.

Sydney Donovan"Don't be silly, Syd, he's just an average human..." Dylan said quietly "I've heard about and seen his type. They're called Magicians, interesting but they're all a bunch of tricksters and liars." He said and Sydney nodded. Liars. She had to keep that in mind when she saw him. It was then Xiulan gave the order to stay away from him. Sydney agreed, she didn’t trust him. ”Come on” Dylan said and she followed as he lead her toward the stairs.
Suddenly, she stopped dead, her hand gripped Dylan’s hard as her eyes glazed over white. A Destiny Vision. She hated these.
Behind the white over her eyes, she saw herself disobeying Xiulan. It wasn’t like her but there she was, Casper was showing her his card tricks. She herself was smiling and completely amazed and wanting more. She looked completely unafraid and fond of Casper.

With a gasp she was back, her head swam, as it always did after those type of visions and she tottered over to Dylan. ”He’s nice. Xiulan is wrong about him.” She said and something in the back of her mind still told her not to trust him. Something was wrong about him but there was no vision to prove it, the exact opposite actually. Her head hurt. ” I need to lay down.”

"I hate mountains, I'm pretty sure none of you care, but just thought I'd throw the thought out there" Jason told the party in front of him, being last in the group wasn't that big of a problem to him, just the mountains were the small problem. He couldn't quite figure out why he hated them so much, he just did... Something about the mountains scared him, maybe it was a childhood experience that he once had but had truly forgotten the reason why now. He looked over at his half sister, and hoped she was doing okay. Nobody knew why he stuck around to help protect these children, and he couldn't tell anyone the real reason. If anyone did know already, they were keeping it to themselves, which is what he needed right now. His half sister did not need to know that she's related to him. There's just too many questions there that he didn't feel like getting into at the moment, too many unanswered questions fogged in his brain. And if anyone else started to ask him those same questions that larked through this mind, he'd have a hard time finding the answers to them already.
Jason thought of his mother, how beautiful she was, how much she loved her children. All of them, no matter if they were her blood children or not. She loved them all, and he really did respect her for that. Something brought him back to real life, it was the sound of Xiulan's voice, talking to the children. He tried to make out what she was saying but blinked as he rubbed the spot between his eyes. It hurt, like a massive headache, though he wouldn't say anything. He had no true reason too. A small headache didn't do anything for him.


Jennova sighed as she dumped out the alcohol filled glass into the sink behind the bar. She owned a bar called "Freeze Joint" the name was something an old friend randomly came up with, that friend died though a long time ago. She looked up to see the only person that was had come in for an early drink left after she had taken the empty glasses from his table. The dishes from the night before were left in the sink, so she thought she'd get them cleaned up before a crowd decides to come in. She wasn't worried about the children with super natural powers at the moment, usually that's all she was considered about, but now it was about where all the people who came in to drink were. She didn't really have that many friends so she was kind of stuck there. She took the remote to the radio and turned some country music on, not her favorite, but still better then nothing. She started to whistle along as she finished cleaning the thousands of empty and half empty cups up.

Syndey DonovanSyndey sat up some, so she could look Dylan in the eyes. It scared her a bit, his power but all his story did was reaffirm what she already believed. "That wasn't your fault. You were protecting yourself or rather your powers were protecting you and what you just said, about stopping them. That just means you really are a good person and so long as your safe, nothing bad will happen. Them running us out like this, that'll what causes any of our powers to become dangerous..." She said and then looked away. "Well, Maybe not mine...I can't protect myself even if I wanted to..."She murmured softly. She didn't want to hurt anyone, ever but she knew there were people out there that wanted to hurt her. All she could do was see it coming, sometimes, even that didn't help.

---

[hr][hr]
Xiulan QiXiulan turned as James spoke and she nodded in agreement. Unfortunately, none of them had any abilities, it wasn't like they knew how they worked. Sydney's seemed to be random, something that just happened as it did, Dylan's was defensive, She was the police officer on duty when his parents were killed. The poor child was covered in blood and looked completely terrified of himself. She had to admit feeling a bit of fear, as the human body did not look the way his parents had. It was truly the sickest thing she'd ever seen. Unlike the rest of Morrin, she didn't blame him, She saw his bruises, saw in his eyes the combination of fear and relief in his eyes that night. She felt bad then. She should have taken him with her, given him a place with her instead of leaving it up to the Morrin townspeople to figured out what to do with them. She blamed herself for the way things went for him. It was a habit of hers. Blaming her self for something terrible that happened to a child. It was then she decided. Dylan would be her charge from now on. She'd make damn sure he'd keep his humanity. She knew she couldn't give him a loving home but she could care for him, mayne even love him like he were her own, If he let her, something that she doubted the moment it crossed her mind.
"I agree but it's up to the childern. We needn't control their actions, they've had enough of that." She said and took a seat on the couch with a soft sigh.

James WhittonJames, like the other guardians, had woken up in the middle of the night, to prepare for their immediate exit. James had brung up his old pack, put together everything he might need. A couple pairs of clothes, socks, underwear, the usual stuff. However, just in case, James packed his guns and boot knife. The first gun was a .357 Sig Sauer P229. James bought the handgun immediately upon exiting the Marines. It had been his gun of choice in the service, and it had served him well ever since. The second was a deconstructed, black and tan AR 15 with a scope, led combatlight, laser sight, and front handgrip. The rifle had come home with him after his time in the service. Usually, soldiers left their weapons with the Armed Forces. James's commanding officer had insisted that his men take them home with them. Their platoon was receiving a new shipment of rifles the next day anyway. James was still capable of field-stripping, cleaning, and reassembling the weapon in three minutes. He smiled at the thought, and hoped, fervently, that his weapons wouldn't be needed. Finally, was James's knife, a gerber Mark II 6.875 double serrated made from 420 steel. James packed the remainder of his supplies, trail rations, water bottles, and a pair of boots. It was a little less than what he was normally was used to carrying, but they weren't planning on being in an extended combat situation anyway.

They had trudged over hills, across trails, and through the woods to a little old house tucked away in the mountains. It was a bit of a ways, what with the pack on his shoulders, but James would be damned if he let some silly old pack beat him. When they reached the house, James walked inside and set down his pack. He must not have been paying attention to what was going on because Xiulan bumped into him. He smiled politely. "Ah, sorry about that. I must not have been watching my step." James muttered in apology. Afterwards, James sat in a nice, comfy reclining chair in the living room while the children explored and the adults talked. James didn't engage in the speaking, he was tired and wasn't planning on filling the conversation with his odd predictions and overreactions. Instead, he simply said, "Our job is to protect them, not smother them. If the kids wanna fight, I can, we can, teach them how. However, it's up to them. They're going to have to grow up all kinds of fast now. Let them decide."

((Was Xiulan talking to James or Jason? Didnt know if that was a typo or not, and im still waiting on Kay's reply))