After the Sky Bled

Chapter 6

I hadn't taken the time to just sit and think in forever. It was kind of nice. Mira was going to be wondering where I was, it was nearly dark. But I didn't want to go home quite yet. This rooftop was nice, secluded. The warm breeze went right through my black cut off, while my jeans of the same color were keeping it out. It felt nice, having the wind blow on my dark tan skin, feeling it caress the muscles that had come with the mutation, as well as the ones I had grown as I aged in this world. Despite this, I couldn't feel the breeze on my hands, or on much of my face and arms. These were the places soaked in blood, the blood from those bastards from earlier. After training with Mira for the last three years, those guys had been nothing. Not even a challenge.

Mira had been lucky, really lucky; she had hit the mutation jackpot. Telekinesis; check. Decision influence; check. Telepathy; check. Mind reading; check (after a little work). She had just about every mental ability we had seen so far, if she could create illusions, she would have the whole package.

Sarah was the complete opposite. She didn't get a mutation at all. She seems to have a knack for picking up on nearby groups of Lost, but that's it. Without us, she's got intuition, and a crossbow.

My mutation is a little more complicated. We've come to the conclusion that I'm some kind of beast person. Enhanced strength, not on the level of someone who actually got super strength, but still higher than the average 16 year old. Enhanced speed, again not anything insane, but still very apparent. I also seem to have enhanced dexterity, my bones refuse to break, and I can take a hit from the best of them. My body heals faster than most, and I don't ever seem to get sick anymore. But what really tipped us off to the 'beast' part was my enhanced sight, smell, and hearing, which came with the price of changing my body into a sort of demonic form, and my animalistic bloodlust, as well as the pack mentality and beast instinct. That last part means that I make abnormally strong and protective bonds with those close to me, and fight better with those bonds behind me. And it's not just all in my head, it's like a different kind of adrenaline gets pumped into my veins when I'm fighting with Mira and Sarah, as opposed to alone.

With all that on my side, you would think I could handle a mere telekinetic, but Mira still kicks my but every time, I may have honed my Chinese given skills these last three years, but Mira has mastered hers. I can't even get a hand on her without her influencing me to run into a wall, or sending something heavy into the side of my head. My sister scares even me. And that's one heck of a feet, seeing as I turn into something out of a horror flick. I wasn't ready to head back to that quite yet, so I went back to thinking, remembering.