Phew, first week of college. . . . At first I thought that I'd be the class loner again. But fortunately, I have the same schedule with one of my friends who enrolled at the same degree under the same school. Our classmates are also friendly. Pressure is not yet in I think. so, I'm still fine and alive. . . . . . . . . . .So, I don't have a class today. I just thought of uploading. Hope you like it . . . :)
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Dr. Layson did not waste any time. As soon as the sun rose up the next morning, he demanded that we start with training. We started with normal things athletes can do- like lifting weights, running laps, swimming, and other sports.
In the beginning, it was hard for me. I never did such things. When Dr. Layson noticed that it was hard for me, he said "Don't think it's hard. The more you think like that, the more you can't move an inch!"
He was like a coach that time demanding these and those.
As I go on with the activities he told me to do, my confidence started to build up. Well, it's not the confidence that says "I can be a god" or "I should be superior." It's the confidence that says "I can do this, one step at a time."
I continued training with Dr. Layson until such time that lifting weight became so easy that I can raise a car with one finger. I ran laps without lacking air. My body can be twisted more that of a gymnast. I could breathe under water-but of course I don't have gills. I also discovered that I have supersonic shout and hearing. I have flying abilities, create and control fir, freeze things,absorb and release energy, cutting metals by laser vision, be invisible. I could also teleport but I can't just use it yet because I need to practice on that.
The funniest power for me is having super strength. It makes me look like a macho man even though I'm a girl. I like using telepathy since I could speak secretly to people and go inside their minds undetected. It also allows me to move things without raising a finger. I also like stopping time. I started to enjoy these "powers" I have.
Then, I remembered Rhea and my parents. If only I knew back then, they wouldn't have died. They would be living today with me. But why? Why did he have them killed? Why did they have to die? I think I should start looking for the answer to my questions. . . .
But before that, I should master my abilities. Teleportation is dangerous for me. If one of my molecules does not make it to my wholeness, I would die. It's also dangerous for me to use my mind control powers. If I use it beyond my capacity, an evil personality will take over me. Flying is also dangerous because emotions could affect my flight.
The next day, I went to the practice room near Dr. Layson's room. He gave me access to the rooms when we had an agreement about me training in his care. He gave me the room next to his office as training room so he could monitor me. I could also go pretty much everywhere on this underground lab. But not outside and not on his private quarters or on his office.
I decided to practice my super hearing ability. At first, I couldn't hear anything- not a scratch. Then I heard metal hitting the ground in the same beating-which means, a robot came in.
"Dr. Layson, Turkish general is on the phone." the machine said.
"Okay, I'm coming." Dr. Layson said. His chair giving a little squeak. Which means he stood up and went near the phone.
I know eavesdropping is a very bad thing to do. But at that time, I can't help my self. I had to hear it. I had to know what Dr. Layson is hiding from me. . .
Their next conversation made me reeeaaaalllllyyy angry that I regret talking to him and doing things he made me do.
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Okay, so that's pretty much it. I know it's a cliffhanger but kindly vote if you liked the chapter. Of course I need something for my readers to look out for the next chapter. So, until next chapter and hope you liked it. . .

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A Run For Life
Teen FictionIshaylah is your average teenager until such time that a massacre turned her world around. What will she do? Will she stay? Will she run? Will she hide? If you are in her shoes, what will you do? will you do the same?