Chapter 9

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A6d's POV
The guy, who I finally remembered as Wilbur, glanced over at Skeppy. Skeppy nodded at him, likely telling him to proceed. Everyone else was staring expectantly for an explanation.

"On June 14th, random people around the world began developing supernatural abilities. This includes all of us, except A6d." Everyone turned to me, I stared back, still unbelieving.

" the government labelled us as 'projects,' and issued a man hunt. Obviously, we resisted. The people sent after us were all branded by that mark." He motioned to the unconscious man, "They were sponsored by the super company, Schlatt & Co, who eventually developed a virus meant to counter our powers."

"Wait, wait, hold on," Dream interjected, "Schlatt & Co? As in the technology company? They're gonna come after us?"

Wilbur nodded solemnly. I noticed Bad seemed to shrink nervously.

"The thing is, none of this should've happened yet. In our previous timeline, no one was supposed to even have powers until June, the virus shouldn't have been created until Autumn," Skeppy continued.

I took a deep inhale, a million thoughts were racing through my mind. Powers? Viruses? Assassins? It all sounded too absurd to be true. Skeppy and his friend were basically telling us that government was going to come after us soon, it all sounded crazy, like a conspiracy theory.

'Mon dieu, I should've stayed in France,' I thought to myself.

"Well, I'm gonna need some sort of proof," Techno said. His sudden appearance spooked me a bit. I had nearly forgotten he was here.

"I mean, the government part, maybe, but the rest is just crazy." Dream and I both nodded in agreement.

"You've already heard me play," Wilbur said, he then turned Bad, "Bad, can you show them?"

He paled at the sudden attention.

"I don't know how? It just happened today." He said, his voice seemed to shake a little.

Skeppy smirked, before speaking, "I got this. Bad, give me your phone."

He handed it over nervously.

"What are you gonna do to Mr. Squeegee?" Bad asked. (He named his phone after his pet fish)

Skeppy didn't respond, we all watched intently. He turned toward the broken window. Suddenly, he raised his arm, we all realized what he was going to do. Bad let out a yelp of distress.

Without hesitation, Skeppy launched the device out the window. In a spur of movements, Bad zipped after it, leaving a fading trail of red as he did. My jaws dropped. When he zipped back, he immediately started hitting Skeppy.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop it Bad!" Skeppy yelled as Bad continued whacking him.

"You! Threw! Mr! Squeegy! You bad Muffin!" He screamed, smacking Skeppy between each syllable. Eventually he stopped, noticing the silence.

"What?" He asked innocently, as if he didn't just catch his phone from hitting the ground 5 meters away from him.

"You caught it!" Dream exclaimed excitedly, "Holy bleep! You were so fast!"

Bad's face lit up in delight at those words, "first, language, second, I was? I was wasn't I!"

Dream then turned to Skeppy, "What's my ability?!"

Techno went over as well, wanting to know his. I watched as they talked, a deep feeling of disappointment squirmed inside of me. After all, they had said I didn't have an ability. I wasn't a project. Wilbur noticed my sulking and walked over. He patted my back.

"Don't worry A6d, you have an extra important role later on," he said, he flashed smile, although, it seemed almost wistful, regretful. I nodded. A feeling of satisfaction swelled inside of me. Wilbur seemed incredibly genuine, or perhaps, he just had that effect on people. I couldn't tell.

"Uh, guys," we all turned to Techno, "Is it just me, or is the sleeping guy not here anymore?"

He was right.

Dream's POV:
-the next day-
The man had disappeared, there was nothing much we could do about it. He seemed to have vanished without a trace. It was almost as if he was never there in the first place. In fact, Techno had previous took a syringe from the man, and even that was gone.

In the end, we all ended up leaving. Skeppy, Techno, and Wilbur all went back to Skeppy's place. I crashed with A6d and Bad. We agreed to begin searching for other projects and start gathering supplies tomorrow. I was also told to be on the lookout for my ability as well. My ability was hallucinations and illusions, which was pretty cool. Neither Wilbur or Skeppy seemed to remember Techno's ability, which was strange because he was supposed to be very dangerous.

The next morning, we all met up, except Wilbur. He didn't go to school. We learned that he was 2 years older than us, and already graduated.

I had to go to class on time for a change because Bad nagged us up early. It was worth it because he made really good muffins for breakfast. Strangely, my teacher was standing at the doorway with a large red bowl. I approached her.

"Good morning Dream," She said, she handed me a candy, I looked at her questioningly.

"You have to eat it right now. I don't know why, but the principal is forcing all the teachers to hand those out."

I didn't trust the candy, but I couldn't just refuse. I popped it in my mouth and strolled pass her. Then, I spat it back out. It was sweet, with a minor sour tang. It seemed like a normal candy. But my intuition was screaming at me not to swallow.

Scanning the room, I spotted George. He was eating his candy. He seemed to be daydreaming. I plopped in the seat next to him.

"Hey," I said, he looked over, "I accidentally spit my candy out, can I taste yours?"

He seemed taken aback by that for a second, before going red and looking away. He mouthed a quiet 'no', much to my disappointment.

Regardless, I chuckled, he was fun to tease. Looking down, I noticed he had some sort of letter on his desk.

"What's that?" I asked, his face seemed to brighten at my question.

"It's my approval letter from Schlatt & Co! I got accepted for an internship."

I tensed up at the mention of the company, but I did no visible reaction.

Soon, the bell rang and the teacher came in. She handed out the left over candies to 'anyone who wanted one.' I didn't raise my hand.

The rest of the day went relatively normal. It wasn't until French class that everything changed.

Character Profile: Dream
Status: Project
Alignment: Outlaw
Ability: Illusions and Hallucinations
Threat Level: 8.5/10

Character Profile: A6d
Status: Nonproject
Alignment: Outlaw
Ability: none
Threat Level: 2/10

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