Eighteen Years Later

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"Who are you anyway?" The one with the flames asked, the one who I was currently trying to convince to kiss me. The one the normals called Liam.

Aww, the poor lad doesn't even know what he can do.

I hope my eyes are the right color underneath these stupid contacts. I really need my hypnotism.

Anyone not familiar with my case is probably very confused right now. Please, let me explain.

I am not normal, not even among my kind. This is for three reasons,

1. I was born from normal parents.

2. You can see my power at a glance.

3. I am the only known person in existence that can have more then one power.

My eyes change colors. Most of them aren't natural. At the moment, I have four colors that come and go in cycles.

Violet- I got this from my neighbor (a very good looking lad). I got my ability to create illusions. I can make you see things that aren't there.

Green- My hypnotism, which I got from the curly one, Harry. He needed no persuasion, which was good, as I didn't have his special power yet.

Grey- Invisibility, which I got from that gorgeous boy who needed some special persuasion. His name is Zayn.

Dark Blue- The ability to control water. I got this from Niall. The one who sounds like my mother.

I get these through the mouth. In other words, I have to kiss someone to copy their power.

"Please?" I ask, putting the hypnotism into affect. I have to do this quickly, before my eyes shift again.

"Ok." He says

I smirk, four down, one to go.

I walk over to the last one. He's the one I want. His power surpasses them by far. He can put anything he wants into existence.

"Sorry, I can't kiss you. I have a girlfriend." The dark haired man says, leaving.

no! No! NO!

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