CA45: The Story of the Supernatural Boy

Chapter 2: Unknown Man

"Fuck you, get out of my sight!" I shouted as the laser continues to burst into my eyes. I can't control my powers as I heard something entered the room.

"It's okay Adam, release it." Anonymous guy said with care.

"What's happening? I can't control my fucking eyes!" I said in pain.

"Just relax Adam. Take a deep breath!" He added.

After hours on the empty room, everything went back to normal. Everything is fine now. Everything's fixed.

"Who are you?" I asked the unknown man.

"I am John, your protector." John answered me.

"Protector?" I am pretty much confused.

"Yep. Your protector Mr. CA26" John said in a light sound.

"You're my protector?" I am confused. Totally.

"Yes Adam, let's get out of here now. Cause I know someone's really hunting and looking for you." John said with a frightened voice.

"Who's looking for me?" I am getting much confused.

"Your enemy. The greatest enemy of the Ca's. When we get back home I'd tell you everything." John said.

I jumped over the Ferrari car of John and it's really nice to have a protector. I always feel safe. We travelled home. While we are travelling we had a conversation.

"Wa. Wait! Where are the other CA's?" I asked him.

"10 of them died. Only 35 of you still remained and being hunted by the professors of Harvard so that's why you have to stay away from that school." John explaining to me everything.

"Oh. I see. So I need to be careful." I told him.

"You have to. You need to be careful every moment you step on that school." John said.

After 30minutes of travel, we arrived home. As always, my mom is also my protector. My mom knows John. John will stay until the enemies are all gone.

"That would be your room John" I pointed out the guest room right next to the bathroom. "Oh Snibbles!" I included.

Snibbles is my cat, she is such an adorable cat. Well getting back on the topic. John called me in his room.

"Look at the updates about the CA's"

"10 of the CA's found dead on a vacant place at the Harvard University. Professor McClein killed them all. Professor McClein is a biology teacher. He can smell whether a kid like you is a CA or not. You have to be careful." John reading the article.

"Sure. I'm going to remember this piece of shit." I answered.

"This is not shit Adam. Its war." John joking around.

Haha. That is the final word that comes out my mouth.

RINGING!

"Adam, your phone!" My mom shouted from afar pointing my iPhone is ringing.

I answered the phone. It is just the president of the club handling students of Harvard. She only asks my full name. Where do I live? My age and what are my fucking expectations on this school.