Our Generation: Book 1

Chapter One

"You don't understand. Its not like that." Charlotte sighed.
"I understand perfectly well." Zack, Charlotte's best friend, snapped. "You lied to me."
"I was trying to protect you." Charlotte yelled. "I didn't want you to get hurt."
"You should have told."
"Alright let's leave it there." The acting teacher told them. "We'll continue that scene from Charlotte's line. Learn your lines."
"Got it." Charlotte walked out of the acting class and into an alley. She teleported home. Her dad was there. He knew about her abilities. "Dad I told him before we started. He seemed more angry."
"Everything will be okay."
"Nothing will be okay."
"Read your tattoo." He told her. She sighed and lifted her arm up. Her eyes flickered back to her dad. "Read it."
"Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end."

"Its not okay now Charlie because its not over. It can't be over if its only just beginning."
"So what do I do now?"
"Think fast." He threw a baseball ball at her. She stopped it hitting her. It floated in the air. Charlotte made it float around her before landing in her dad's hand. "You've improved."
"Thanks."
"Have Ultra seen you?"
"No."
'Help me. Someone help me.'  ?
"Did you hear that?'
"Here what?"
'Someone help me!'  ?
"That!"
"I can't hear anything. Maybe it's someone communicating with you."
"I have to help them."
"How?"

'Where are you?'  C
'Who are you?'  ?
'The person going to save you. Now where are you?'  C
'I don't know. They called themselves Ultra.'  ?
'Hang on I'm on my way.'  (C) Charlotte cut the connection. "Ultra have them." She put her leather jacket back on and pushed the sleeves up. "I'm going for them."
"No you're not."
"Dad I have to." I teleported to the Ultra building. 'Do you know what floor you're on?'  C
'No. They said I couldn't use my abilities in this room. How am I?'  ?
'More advanced? I'm not sure. I'm here.'  C

Charlotte took a deep breathe. Her fear of Ultra was starting to get the better of her. "Fear doesn't control fear. You control fear." She took a deep breathe and took off her leather jacket. If she had to fight her way out she needed to be able to move her arms with ease. Charlotte ran inside the building. She was surrounded.