The Key to X | Editing - but on hold

X

I was sitting in a room, zoned out while Paul was rambling on about how annoying I was. I internally grinned, not listening to the conversation at all. "-Argh! X, if you're listening right now, you are a frustrating person!" I blinked twice, snickering to myself before laughing with a few others in the class.

The bell rang as I stood up, yawning a little bit and watched others around the room thinking back to my fabulous performance. I wasn't surprised at all but was a bit proud when a few girls groaned to listening to my voice. But hey, a guy can dream, even when he's a killer.

I brushed my hand through my jet-black hair, letting it pop up messily. My eyes were no longer red, after a few tweaks with my powers. There were plenty of jet-black haired students at the school anyways, and it would take forever to narrow me down. My hands flashed a faint light blue, blocking the color of red eyes and making them appear blue. All I was doing was creating illusions, something that was a lot more helpful than most abilities at the school.

It was a pity that my eyes didn't glow in videos; I could not fool the precise lens of a camera. It was nothing... but a big flaw, oh well. I sighed, sitting in the library with countless numbers of students that were working on homework assignments from other professors' last minute. I was done thankfully, and I knew that procrastinating wasn't my best friend. I cracked open a book, turning the pages, while scanning the contents of the book. My eyes began to shut slowly, the exhaustion of my power already causing me to yawn multiple times. I felt a hand come in contact with my shoulder, roughly shaking me awake. I blinked several times before looking at Luis, his gray eyes concerned.

"Hey, you alright?" I yawned again, nodding and waving him off. He gave me a quick look before going to look for another book to read. I sighed, standing up and shoved my book hastily in my bag, departing as quick as I could without any glance. I pulled up my illusion, masking myself as I exited the library. I broke off into a run, dashing around the corner and towards Gwen's room. I skidded to a halt; hiding in the shadow of a potted plant as Gwen and Paul walked passed me. I ripped my illusion, making it stronger and followed them. I moved my mouth, making gestures that the cameras picked up but not my sound. I then listened quietly to their conversation.

"How is it possible that X got to your computer? I've never left it out of my site. Did he plug in a USB or something? Was he wearing gloves? I mean, I know a few students that wear black gloves all the time." Gwen rambled nervously, her hands all over the place. "He doesn't seem to be familiar to me. It's possible that he altered the settings on my camera to again, change how his face looked."

"List the boys that you have as students that have jet-black hair and wear black gloves. X may have criminal records, thus resulting in him always wearing gloves. Then, I can personally talk to them about the situation to see if any one of your students could be X. A lot of the evidence I gained pointed out the X may be one of the students at the Academy."

"There's William, James, Maddox, Harrison, Isaiah, Axel, Barry, Frederick, Russell, Craig, Todd, Lawrence, and Earl. You can find their schedules in the main office files on all students. I believe there is a list of their full names to help you. I'm not sure what you're planning, darling, but be careful." Gwen gave him a look, which caused me to grin, rubbing my hands together maliciously. I gave the two one last look before darting off, ready to start plotting.

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Now you know that X is clearly a student at the Academy. But why? He did have an ability, to create illusions at will. And it seems that Luis knew him. Hmm... now the question is: Who is X really? Questions, tips, comments? Leave 'em below.

-Charlie

P.S. Every time I write out my nickname, I feel like I'm referencing to Charlie Weasley. Huh.