Enemies of Power

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"Maria a stranger is here," A little girl shouted running into the worn down building. Roman parked his car and got out.

"Hello," The theatre boy turned to the woman that walked out of the building. "I wasn't expecting anyone but you can come in," She said politely.

"Yes, I just wanted to talk to the person who runs this place. I don't think I'll be adopting any kids. I was doing a bit of research and found some information I would like to discuss with you?" He watched towards her.

"Okay, I have a small office we can talk in," She smiled at him and turned walking in the door; Roman following behind her.

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"Take a seat," Maria pointed to a chair. Roman sat down.

"I was doing some research," Roman started talking.

"You told me that already," She smiled.

"Oh...Right. But that research led me to here," Roman told her.

"Yeah, I assume that's why you are here. Unless you want to adopt a child. But you told me you didn't and the fact that you still look quite young," She chuckled.

"Uh...yeah," Roman slightly smiled. "Well, the research led me to believe that you had a child here...who...had...powers?" He looked at her.

"What? What research led you to believe that?" She questioned him.

"Just research," He replied.

"No one knew he was here," Maria mumbled. "I don't even know very much information about him. How did you find out he was here?"

"A lot of kids were homeless in a town a couple years ago," Roman explained. "They were stealing things to survive because that's the only thing they knew what to do. The marketplace owners didn't like that so they called the police."

"What does this have to do with anything?" Maria wondered.

"Because they took the children away, all of them. I don't know where, but it was somewhere far from here. They took all except one," Roman told her.

"That one was the boy wasn't it?" Roman nodded at her question.

"The police took him here I believe," Maria in turn nodded.

"Yeah he was here, but he's not anymore." She told him.

"I know that, but he was different than the other kids. But how exactly?" He asked her.

She shrugged. "I can't really tell you that information."

"Not anything?" He asked her. "Not even a small, tiny, itty bitty thing?"

She shook her head. "You can ask the child if he's comfortable enough with it, or the parents that adopted him. But I can't give you information about that either."

"Alright, thank you for your time," He sighed and stood up. Maria stood as well and they shook hands.

"Farewell," Roman announced and walked out the door of the worn down building.

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On his way back to his house Roman pulled out his phone and dialed a number he seldom used. After three rings someone answered.

'You haven't called in awhile,' Roman chuckled.

"Well hello to you to," Roman replied.

'Well what may I ask is the reason for this call?'

Roman sighed. "You know about my...past."

'No I don't. After all I wasn't the first person you told,' Roman heard the sarcasm in his voice.

"Of course you were and I know you remember-" He paused. "But I need a favor from you."

'Name your price and state your plan,' The theatre boy smiled.

"You can still do...your....thing? Right?" Roman asked him.

'Of course,'

"Perfect. Meet me in the park in an hour," Roman told him. "I'll explain everything." Roman didn't wait for a reply and he hung up his phone. Smiling to himself he continued to drive back to his house. Now, I'm finally getting somewhere.