As Joey walked into a new room, he examined it to see if there was anything secretive around. To himself he just said, "Nothing I'm clear on that." "Ah well I see you know how to you your first step of the powers." says yet another F.B.I agent.
"So what am I supposed to learn here?" says Joey in a cocky matter. "Questions will be the death of you soon Joe. Well we can't tell you what your learning here because then you might not even learn it, get it?" "No not at all." replies Joey sarcastically buut truly.
"Now Joe you see anything in this room, anything special?" says the F.B.I agent. "Well no, actually there is completely nothing in this room except..." He looks at the F.B.I. agent and spots something shiny badly visible, but thanks to his new vision he could see it clearly, a tomohawk.
"What are you going to do with that, exactly?" asked Joey cautiously. The agent smirks, "Test your reflexes of course." As saying this he starts to take out the tomohawk then says to Joey, "Prepare yourself."
He then throws it at the speed of lightning. Reacting to this Joey quickly throws himself out of the way. Barely missing the tomohawk he said, "HEY WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" "Training of course whoever said it was going to be all reading. Now pick yourself up we have more training to do.
The agent after that kept throwing it at Joey, as he finds many ways to dodge the rapid knives. As seeing that Joey kept successfully dodging his throws he said to Joey, " Next step Joe, now that you can dodge my throws, can you sense them, feel them hover though the air. That is what were going to teach you to do." Joey asked, how so?" "Well we blindfold you of course."
After being blindfolded, first the agent asked what way the tomohawk went passed him, right or left. Joey stood his ground as he heard the tomohawks woosh by. After finally getting over the feeling he feels which way the tomohawk passed by. *WOOSH* "Left." he said. "Good good now try this." Joey feels a slash of air near his head. "Nice trick question, above." Joey said.
When completing his sentence he dived to the left, as if the feeling it were a natural instinct. The tomohawk hit the other side of the room.
"So, spider senses?" "If that's what you call dodging reflexes, then your good to go."
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Joey's Dream
MaceraJoey an ordinary 11 year old boy lives life as it is, well until they figured out of course. Travel though his adventure as it leads up to the to the end of the world (possibly).
