Mask Required

Chapter 7: Jump off a bridge

Dillian's POV

My body was aching..

I opened my eyes and felt hazy I looked around immediately noticing the familiar painted grey walls, I was in my room.

Had I dreamt the whole thing?

I went to run my hand through my hair and noticed a burn looking mark running down my forearm.

I traced it slowly but, stopped as I felt the soreness and memories run through my body.

Have you ever pushed your body to a point where it feels like every limb wanted to fall off or like you wanted to literally throw yourself off a bridge ? Well, that's what training felt like.

I don't know what kind of super hero syndrome they got in movies and tv series but , they were not like how I felt .

I collapsed on my pillow letting my mind think back to Arc Vulcan and our session.

"Alright princess, first things first what do you know about your powers?", Arc asked after we went somewhere more quiet it looked like an abandoned warehouse of sort.

"Is this your sort of secret lair or something?", I asked my eyebrow raising in question.

"Answer the question Princess.", he says folding his arms . I noticed his muscle flex slightly under his suit.

"All I know is they only work if I know I'm in immediate danger.", I shrugged.

His eyebrows squinted as if he was thinking ,"So, you don't really know what your capable of?".

I shook my head .

"Well, this will take longer than I thought.", he mumbled under his breath, so quickly I don't think I was supposed to hear it. He ran his fingers through his hair and shut his eyes. I couldn't help but, subtly run my eyes across him for the first time. The dim light of the warehouse lite still made it hard to make out what he really looked like

He then composed a series of what he called "Super tests" to see if he could trigger anything .

No he didn't have me climb buildings or free fall. I'd explain it more as a very hard high intensity workout.

Throughout the day nothing really happened, I was starting to lose hope, maybe my powers weren't all that I thought they were.

Arc Vulcan surprisingly was relaxed through it all. It's as if he knew we were doing all the wrong tests. The whole time he had an amused smirk playing on his lips. Although the warehouse was dim and his mask still was a shield for his identity I could see the subtle expressions and not once had I seen impatience and only saw irritation when I'd begin complaining.

"I didn't want it to come to this and I have to warn you it might be painful.", Arc said his eyebrows furrowing.

"What do you mean?", I said raising an eyebrow.

"We will only do this unless you want to .", he raised his arm running his finger through his hair I couldn't quiet see the color. My eyes subtly looked at his arms that flexed through the black material.