Misfits

Chapter 7- Power

Ace's POV

     I remember vividly being in school a few days ago. Being an exchange kid with only one objective which is to find others who is not exactly willing but will eventually be. I walked along the corridors observing everyone. Observing and processing every sound and movement, any raise in energy and sudden rays of heat was taken into note . I remember walking past this kid, the captain of the football team, Jax. We didn't know each other but he came up to me and just stared into my eyes for a few moments with a completely blank expression. It was as if he felt a compulsion to come up and get close to me. 

      As he was coming closer to me, I could feel his literally feel his attraction to me, to my energy. I smiled in success for I just found the first person to put on my list. The list of gifted people that don't even know it

     He will be a good fit. He'll be able to handle it just by judging the amount of attraction he had for energy, he'll be great. I smiled at the thought as I wrote his name on a piece of paper. That day I and Jax seemed to have gathered  quite a bit attention so I then snapped my fingers and he arouse from his trance and walked away while giving me a weird look.

     I now am standing in front of all the people whom had the exact same compulsion as Jax had. I have now created an team whom I will train and one day we will go against the wicked beings now taking control of the spirit realm. 

     "Wake up." I said looking at each one of them. There were probably about six of them around me. They all opened their eyes and they all started to panic and scramble around the place.

     "YOOO! What the fuck am I doing here?" Eliot said. He's a sophomore and probably a pothead too. I didn't exactly like him but I need all the help I could get. He started to stomp his foot on the ground as he threw his head back. "YOOO! Someone's gonna take my shit at school I have to leave now!" He said as he jumped up and down in anger. 

     "You mean your weed?" I said producing a bag of weed behind me from my imagination, If you don't remember I made this place, It's a product of my own imagination. So I can mend anything and everything I want, I can slow down time and speed it. I showed the bag to him and his expression seemed to lighten up and darken immediately as he charged at me to get it. "You lil bitch! Give it to me!" He said as jumped to get it.

     "No." I said as I threw it to the ground and stomped on it. He simply stared at me terrified. "YOOO! what did you do?!" He said as he fell to the ground in the most melodramatic way possible. He clutched the remains of the fake weed as he sobbed into them as if it was his lover.

     I turned my attention to Summer as she was crying all her mascara out. She was a cheerleader which explains the excessive amount of make up she wears. I mean she probably looked just as well without all the cake on her face. But then suddenly disrupting my thoughts  someone, decides to punch me in the back. It didn't exactly hurt, I was just starting to get annoyed. I turned around swiftly to grab his hand before he could even retrieve it to find it was Hunter. I intensified my grip around his arm as his started to yelp in pain.

     "Woah chill." I heard Altair said. I realized that I indeed needed to chill when Hunter started to cry under my Iron grip. I let go and gave him an apologetic look. He looked at me with mad eyes as clutched his wrist to his body as he retreated back together with the rest of the untamed pack. I could even call them a pack yet. They were more like a litter, a litter of lost puppies. The noise then became too much and it was too much of a bother for me to approach them one by one to calm them down. I inhaled deeply. 

      "EVERYBODY QUIET!" I shouted as my  voice echoed around the lot. Everyone stopped whatever they were doing, shut their mouths and stared at me in either fear or annoyance. "I know you're all wondering as to why you're all here." I said but I was interrupted once again by these pesky teens.

     "HELL YEAH!" Jax spat. I glared at him and he kept silent.

     "I plead for no further interruptions. As I was saying you are all here today because you are all chosen." I said.

     "Chosen for what?" Summer asked with slight fear in her voice. She's probably thinking that she has been chosen to a human guinea pig of some sort based on her facial expression. Or... she could just be overly dramatic being the quintessential cheerleader she is.

     The suspense rose as the sky started to rumble and together with the cold wind blowing sharply against our skin. I gave Altair a side glance because I knew that he was the one doing this. Scarring the already scared teens. The wind grew stronger and and colder together with the flashes of lightning. What a show off Altair is. 

     "Chosen to be given power." I proclaimed.