Prologue
We're those people.
The people you see in large crowds, but glance over. Then you glance back at us.
Yeah, I'm one of them.
I don't mind being different. It's cool sometimes, I mean, I can do things other people can't do. But sometimes, it's not as amazing as it would sound. Not to be cheesy, but with great power comes great responsibilty. Wow, that really did sound much stupider than I thought it would. But I don't know how else to say it.
Anyway, I should start with what happened.
In case you didn't know, there are some people out there with superhuman powers. They were born with it, but we aquired ours. I guess you could say we were in the right place at the right time. Or our parents were.
In 1978, there was an evacuation on Love Canal, in Niagra Falls. Maybe you've heard of it? About twenty years earlier, a company had been dumping their hazardous wastes there, and during the seventies, it was noticed than many children being born had many birth defects, or chronic illnesses. Finally, Love Canal was evacuated in 1978, and some of the people who left were our parents.
Who is this "us" I keep refering to? I'll get there in just a second.
Our parents didn't know it at the time, but many years later, their children would be born and would start to aquire superhuman abilites, ones that were not normal. Some of them didn't even know about it. That's us. WE can do things that you can't do, that most ordinary humans can't do.
There are ten of us in all, and only one of us doesn't have siblings. First of all, there's me. My name is Xenia Posen, I'm 15, and I can produce relistic hallucinations for other people. Something about my brain is able to project images and scenes into other people's brains. Sounds creepy, but read on, it gets creepier.
There's my sister, Alix. She's 13. In my opinion, our "powers" are just the opposite. She takes information from other people's minds, and can process it in her own brain. Unless you are really concentrating on blocking her out, she can know what you're thinking about as soon as you think it.
Lilianna Bouffet is my closet friend in the world. Most of us have mutations to our brains, but her muscles are much quicker than the average human, letting her run at speeds at over 60 miles an hour. The closet talent we have to hers is six-year-old Colton Jackson, who can pull trains and planes with one hand.
Colton has two siblings, Court, who is 16 and Katelyn, who is 8. Katelyn is a sweetheart who can communicate with animals. Not like actually talking to them, but she can understand what they mean. It's hard to explain, but so is Court's.
Court is really in tune to other people's emotional ties. And I don't just mean that he's a sensitive guy. If anything, he's completely the opposite. But let's say that you drop your phone in the park, and don't know it. If he finds it and picks it up, he can know who's it is just by touching it. And if you love someone, he'll know it before you tell him. Let me tell you, it can be a bit embarrasing when he yells across the hallway "Really, Xen? You like him?"
Liam and Ruby are the thirteen-year-old twins. Theirs, like mine and Alix's are similar. Ruby has an eidetic memory, meaning if you tell her something pointless like "Oh yesterday I ate a sandwich with cheese, lettuce, tomato ect., ect., two years later, she can tell you exactly what was on that sandwich, what time you told her that, and the expression on your face. Right now she knows 11 languages, but I think she's learning Korean. It shouldn't take her much longer.
And Liam is just the smartest kid in the entire world. He's only in eighth grade, but if you gave him a college-level calculus problem, he could solve it in less than two minutes.
And then there's Lucy and Ronan. Ronan's talent is creepy, and you don't want to be on his bad side. 8 years old an able to make anything combust just by looking at it. Really scary. Lucy's actually comes in handy sometimes, as she can read tidbits of the future. It's helpful when you want to know what's on the next Algebra II test.
So that's us. I guess I'll have to stop this here for now. I'm going to leave this in the loose floorboard in my sister and mine's treehouse, and I'll tell the rest of them. Maybe they'll add some things too. Anyway--
Peace out,
-Xenia
