The Creationist

Chapter Five: C.O.D are you kidding me?

"Take that!" 

"Suck it!"

"Oh you fucking hacker!"

"Quit camping you cheat!!!" 

Omg.

"Head shot! Boom baby!" 

That's it. I've been hearing this all day. Tyler had invited a bunch of guys over today to play some xbox games. First it was Halo, then Battlefield, and currently Call of Duty. 

I'd be fine with this, if it weren't for half the freaking Stronghold Guild in my tiny living room. Tyler and Aaron were the only ones with different gifts and I was getting worried about one of them rage quitting and breaking something because they stomped to hard or threw a controler and it go flying through a wall. 

I huffed and stomped out of my room. Pissed couldn't even describe my mood right now. 

"Tyler!" I yelled but no one heard me. Only one who notice my entrance was the only one who wasn't play and just watching. I forgot his name but he sure was handsome. He smiled and then laughed when one of the guys complained about a unfair shot. 

"Tyler!" I yelled once more. 

"Hold on Abz." He said. He didn't even bother to look at me, his attention was on planting some type of package releasing a missile strike. I groaned. All I wanted to do was lay down some ground rules really fast. I was seriously concerned for my poor furniture. 

"Oh come on!" Lance yelled out, following with some colorful words and word combinations. I growled and looked around the room. I heard one of the guys I didn't know cuss and slam his hand down on arm of the couch. I heard a crack, I know the frame was damaged now. I gasped and shook with anger. That's it. 

Clenching my fists I tried to control my anger but I was to far gone. I was trying to work in my room and I couldn't get anything done from the yelling, and now they broke my couch! I'm angry, pissed even. I feel a surge coming from the center of my body and building up. 

I was ready to strike! But my eyes moved to the guy sitting there watching me, he wasn't doing anything besides laughing at these fools. My anger calmed some along with the swell of my power. 

He raised an eyebrow as if asking what I was doing. I locked eyes with him and strangely, it calmed me down. His blue eyes were more of a turquoise color. So familiar and soothing. 

"God dammit man! I was just about to shoot Aaron and ruin his streak!" 

<i>Crack!</i>

My eyes snapped away from this guy and to Lance. My coffee table lay shattered below his controller. 

"THAT'S FUCKING IT!" I imaged a base ball bat floating above all their heads. I spared the few who weren't playing as they suddenly jumped and were startled by the sudden bats hovering above their distracted friends. One at I time I hit every one of the guys who have been playing and yelling at the TV.

Tyler, Randy, Lance, Aaron, and some other guy I didn't know all yelled out in pain and grabbed their heads. 

"Now that I have your attention!" I yelled, the bats gone now since my concentration on them was diminishing. "Would you kindly...SHUT THE HELL UP!" The boys who didn't get hit laughed at their buddies. The blue eye guy laughed the hardest because he say me use my power on them all. 

"Dude I like your sister," He said to Tyler, earning a glare. 

"What was that for?" Randy grumbled. My eyes shot to him and I glared. 

"Seriously? LOOK AT MY COFFEE TABLE! YOU FREAKING BROKE IT! I SHOULD HIT YOU TEN MORE TIMES FOR THAT!"

"Lance did that not me!"