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Euna sat in the small room Chan standing in the center, Minho throwing Fritos at the angel's head. Jisung was once again eating, Changbin sitting on a couch next to Euna.
His hand was like two centimeters from hers.
What would stop it from just sliding over and grabbing hers?
Nothing.
He slid his hand over looking straight at Seungmin who was watching the two intently. Euna jolted in surprise, Changbin's normally scorching skin was cool, not sweaty but his rough palms were now grasping hers.
"What are you-?"
"Experimental," Changbin replied smoothly, a smirk showing up on his face.
"Disgusting," Seungmin gagged as he stole a fry while Jisung wasn't looking.
Changbin rolled his eyes at the younger while Chan approached the two.
"Euna do you mind if I touch you," he asked before sitting down.
The half demon started choking as he spoke while Changbin just glared at him.
"I'm sure she and I both would," Changbin said noticing Chan's now red ears.
"I didn't mean it in that way," he defended himself while Minho came over and smacked Euna on her back.
"Uhm no," Euna said before shifting uncomfortably.
The atmosphere became awkward as Chan pressed two fingers against Euna's forehead, a white glow illuminating from the touch.
His eyebrows creased as he closed his eyes.
His specific power was to control Serotonin and Dopamine levels inside the brain. With this he was able too calm Euna's mind and search for power, a talent all angels had.
Suddenly the glow of light began turning red, Chan quickly hissing and pulling away. His fingers were smoking from where he had touched her, the glow gone as he looked frantically at the girl.
"Changbin can I talk to you," Chan said, his eyes wide with panic.
Changbin frowned as Euna glanced at him with worry.
"Yeah," he said, "I'll be right back."
Changbin followed Chan away from the four others.
Once they reached the corner Chan glanced cautiously at Euna who was watching them with careful intent.
"They said she used telekinesis to throw Minho of her right," Chan finally said, his voice barely audible.
Changbin nodded.
"That's not the only power I found though," he said.
"So does she have my smoke thing," Changbin asked, curiosity laced in his tone.
Chan nodded.
"But there's a problem," he said, "I found more than just those two. And that was only in the small time I touched her forehead. It was getting concerning the more and more I dug though."
"What do you mean," Changbin said.
"I found pyrokenisis," he said, "which is what Minho has, and having three of specialty powers alone is concerning, but there were more."
Changbin was scared now.
"Name them."
Chan did.
"Illusions, she can control the amygdala," he said, "shape-shift, and power mimicking. That was when my fingers practically stared steaming."
Changbin's heart rate picked up.
"Are you sure you don't know who her supernatural parent is," Chan said.
Changbin was tempted to say no, but with the newly found facts he knew he couldn't.
"I think I know now," he said, "but how I don't know."
Chan nodded in agreement as the looked back at the girl with one eye in a new way. And it wasn't in worry anymore.
It was fear.
Because she was quite literally Satan's spawn.
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