The Misfits

Power-1

Alex's POV

Edited- 10-14-18

With my knocking knuckles aligned  on the bat, I swung repeatedly at the large, old oak tree. As I swung I thought of the terrible things I wanted to do to equally as terrible people. The weather, as always reflected my mood, dark and gloomy. The words and lies of my once loved ones filled my cloudy, messed up head. The weather, once again, not failing to reflect my mood acted up. Now pouring with flashes of lighting. I look at my now soaked and slightly scorched surroundings and thought, Why me? Why now? All I wanted was to be a normal kid, but I knew that was never going to happen. Not now, not ever, and especially not to a misfit like me.

I dropped the now shattered Louisville Slugger and resorting to my bare hands. Bursts of adrenaline are normal when you use your powers. At least that's what they would say. Too bad they didn't understand. Too bad they hurt and betrayed me. Too bad they're evil.   I pounded on the tree until I could feel nothing but the blood pouring down my freshly torn up hands. Blood on my hands? Ha! That was nothing I hadn't felt before. Nothing that they haven't made me do.

A twig snapped behind me. I knew who it was, but even she couldn't stop what was happening. I had lost control and there was no going back now. That's what happens. He pushes me and they don't care. They want it to happen. They want me to do something bad and come to them crying for help. Not happening.

"Alex, no! Your eyes. Please stop," she shrieked bolting to my side. She grabbed my battered hand and said: "you are better than this! Better than them!"

But like I said I was already at the point of no return. No matter how much I love her. No matter how much I hate them, how much I don't want to be like them, I can't stop it. Things changed. People changed. So did I. I turned around to get away from her.

"Alex, let me help you," She cried following me, "Calm down and we can fix this. I can help you with your parent and your brother."

"Help? You think you can help me? You have been living with us right? You see what goes on? What kind of people they are? If I go back I turn in to them, like I'm already starting to. The only thing I can do is leave." I seethed walking faster.

She stopped chasing after me.

"If you leave you're leaving me. You're leaving me with them, with Zayn. Do you really want that?"

I stopped dead in my tracks. How dare she use that. You know what? She never helped. She would never do anything when he would hurt me, or when I would hurt him. They never did anything to her!

"Yes. I hope he's everything my parent and you ever wanted."

"Alex pleas-" she grabbed for my arm.

  She yelped as I sent a volt of electricity through her. She looked at me with pain and utter sadness. She thudded to the ground, the electricity to much for her. I looked at her limp body and tried to walk away. I tried to leave her there. I tried to find the anger I had for her but it was gone. There was stilled anger but it wasn't toward her. I tried to think of myself for once, but I couldn't. I couldn't live with the fact I might have killed her. It wasn't my fault, was it?

I dropped to her side, grabbing her wrist, to feel for a pulse. I let out a deep sigh of relief when I found one. A weak one but a pulse.

Then I heard a weak cough, "Alex."

"I'm so sorry, Lynn, I didn't mean to- they just make me wanna- ugh." I forced out my guttural words as she looked at me frightened.

"Your eyes," She said "they are completely bb-black"