Powerless

50. Why... am I helping him? (Dark)

He just sat there frozen underneath my gaze and I smiled. I could still feel that familiar pull towards him. I couldn't understand it. It made no sense. I only ever felt this pull towards people with the same affliction as me. That's why it feels so familiar to me. That's why I latch on to people with mental strain. They and only they understand. So... why do I sense it in him? Why was he able to use my power? What exactly is his power?

"N-No time..." He forced through his teeth and I frowned. Something is really different about him. His whole aura has changed since I first saw him. He closed his eyes and his breathing even out just as everyone started to come back to their senses. Men... they're just to easy to manipulate. "The teachers are playing the part of the villains." His voice was monotone and thoughtfully as if he was unaware he was even talking out loud. I could see Roman narrowed his eyes as he noticed Caz sitting in front of him. Everyone else was looking around confused. I just laughed. "We're the heroes in this scenario. But... But it's still just a lesson. They're being lax considering their position."

"Kiddo?" I could see Patton starting to get worried but Logan held his hand out stopping the man from reaching out to the snake.

"Let him work through it." Work through what? I watched as Cassidy gripped his necklace tightly in his hands and I frowned. Everyone just stood around watching the snake go through his thoughts.

"From a villains perspective, Stephano should have known to take me out of commission first. Felix knows what my powers are. However, Mark knows Damien the most. He should have been able to figure out us tagging up would not be good for them. Phil was smart to go after Damien since their abilities seem to contrast but..." He groaned slightly and noticed him twitch a bit. Roman was quick to pull the guy in. However, that was not enough to pull Caz from whatever trance he had put himself in. "... But even knowing that their target should still have been me. Since I'm the unknown variable to them."

"What is going on?" I whispered out and they're eyes went dark. Logan was the only one that made any effort to look over at me.

"Superintelligence..." I frowned seeing Caz winced again. "It can be taxing physically. Cassidy never really told us how his works. Mine is more academics. His seem to be..."

"Strategic?" Logan just nodded as I looked back over at the snake. His breathing was erratic and I sighed. I knelt down in front of him much to Roman's confusion and dislike. I didn't care. I needed to know more about this snake. I wanted to make him suffer for what he did. What was the fun and watching him hurt himself. I took a deep breath and reached out with my aura. It wasn't hard. I just followed the familiar pull. Almost instantly that familiar icy feeling I get when I'm Dark came over me. I could feel my mind trying to latch on to it and I frowned. Now is not the time to lose yourself. You have a mission. I frowned and tried hard to push that aside. He winced again and I felt a sharp pain in my head. I groaned and Roman narrowed his eyes. 

"What are you doing?" Something I really shouldn't be. I took another deep breath and held my cane tightly feeling the cool dark energy of mine build up. Roman's eyes went wide as he held Cassidy tighter.

"Relax, Roman." I carefully tapped the metal head of my walking stick against Cassidy's forehead and he gasped out. I held my gasp in as body erupted in pain. I moved away just as Roman started freaking out and my body started shaking. I only ever did this one other time. And at that time, I was Dark. I was able to use his suppression to die down the pain I felt while doing it. Now that I'm just me... It hurt like a mother fucker. Cassidy's eyes opened and he glanced over at me in confusion. I just growled out as my mind started to snap. "Whatever it is you're trying to do... DO IT!" I cracked my neck again reveling in the pop that filled my ears. It's become a tick of mine but I didn't care. "Preferably before I lose the spell... or my mind." 

Cassidy nodded before closing his eyes again and holding his necklace for dear life. Patton ran over to me seeing the pain I was in and they were all confused. Even Virgil who's been eyeing me since I arrived. That's the man with the fear reading power right? No wonder he's suspicious. The only fear I have is losing Anti. Pain sparked through me and it took everything I had not to lose it. Why was I doing this again? Why did it matter if Cassidy was hurting? I should be happy. I want him to hurt. After what he did... After nearly taking Anti from me. He should break. So why did I take his pain away? Why am I letting myself suffer instead of him? 

"Kiddo?" I looked up to see Patton leaning over me with this concerned look and I frowned. "What exactly did you do?"

"Pain transfer." I smiled a bit seeing the horror in his eyes. "I'm a psychic discipline, Patton. Last I check the only one on this team."

"I never heard of such a spell." Logan was watching me cautiously and I just frowned, glancing over at Cassidy who was back to muttering to himself. 

"They don't teach the spells I know... They're all baned."