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Tyrant grinned.
"I'm guessing he's a psychic like you. I don't know him, but even if I did , would I really tell you?"
He walked up to him and glared at his violet eyes intensely. "You think we're on neutral ground?" he said. "Well, you're wrong. You lot killed my family and my friend."
Tyrant couldn't use his gun, but he could still use his fists. Tyrant raised his fist and went to strike Jex with a hook, shouting in anger. So much anger flowed through the man as he was reminded of his wife and son perishing from a fire caused by a psychic.

Ryan stood as he heard Jex's thoughts, watching the situation unfold, but as Tyrant walked up to him, Ryan began to run back to Jex's side.
"NO! JEX!" he screamed. The crowds around them began to murmur loudly, but Ryan heard footsteps behind him. He looked back and it was Christie. She looked angry.

 

Jex raised his arms in front of his face indefense, side-stepping so Tyrant would hopefully fall off balance. "I am not apart of the group who killed your family in the fire. My own family was killed by people like you, full of hate and anger. We didn't do anything to anyone. We kept to ourselves..." Jex lowered his arms, but kept an eye on Tyrant. "Who are you with? Who do you work for?" Jex was going to play fair for as long as possible, but he guessed it wasn't going to last.

 

A sigh was heard from Tobias as he followed behind Cynthia. "You people and your being serious. I don't see why you'd want to. You need to enjoy life and enjoy taking it from others, not walk around being all 'oh my god life sucks' and 'we should fight for peace' and all that crap. Buuut I guess if it's what ol' Benjy would want, then we should probably do it. Fiiiine, I'll be serious, or at least take it more seriously" the boy stated, before ordering a coffee of his own and then taking a sip. "Alrighty, I don't think we'll be able to get anything done around here, and I can't think of many places someone would be willing to spill some more information this early. Why don't we find a place to sit down that's a little more quiet and think about our options?" Tobias suggested, his usual jesting tone completely missing from his voice.


Lucas nearly cringed when Kye called him Lukey. At this rate, he would have to legally change his name if people didn't stop. "First-off, Lukey? Since when do you call me Lukey? I think I preferred your other names, I...I've developed a slight irritation to being called that" Lucas said calmly. However, a moment later he realized what a mistake that had been, nearly facepalming as he thought about it. Kye would probably only call him that more, why had he said that? Damn him and his not being professional around her. "Okay, names aside, I've been assigned to work with some scientists who focus on those with powers to ensure that they are doing what they were supposed to be doing. At least, that's what I told them. I was sent by higher ups to investigate them and discover if any of them have powers, and if they do then to find out whose side they are on. I have to find traitors, which is easy enough, and so far they seem....odd. One of them is suspiciously quiet, another seems to be co-operative but heavily investigated in his work, and the third..well, she made it painfully obvious she has telepathy. Not only that, but she's a little....hmm...how to put it....well, you two would probably get along great if people realized how insane you both were and threw you in the same cell" Lucas explained, a sly smirk on his face. He was only kidding around, of course. He knew that Kye had a unique way of thinking, and he hoped she knew he was only joking about that part.

"Now, as you know I went to Reno to capture someone with powers to speed up research. It was successful, and we brought in a boy. His name is Colton, and he seems to be a telekinetic. We've ran some tests on him and we're making good progress, but currently his health isn't holding up. Should he pass away, we will have to repeat the operation and capture another person which could raise alarm should anybody see what is going on. It's proving to be a tedious task. I can manage it, I'm certain I can find a way to either clear the other two scientists or take them down for having powers, but it's going to take a while" the investigator said, yawning and leaning back in his seat slightly. "So how about you? What madness has your little group been undertaking lately?" he questioned, curious.​

 

Errol was sitting there, swishing a drink around in his glass. He was already starting early in the morning, but he needed a lot in his system to cause him to be drunk. He set his Caribbean rum down, looking down at the file before him. "Tomas Mullane, kidnapped in Las Vegas while on a business trip with his father... His family owns a few successful ranches, scattered out in Nevada, and the family is rich... Although they're getting desperate for answers. They recently reached out to us for help since we have a knack of finding lost people better than the police... Or so we thought." The last part was muttered under his breath. He sighed out, exhausted from staying up for long hours, trying to lift information from sources of the elements surrounding Colton's disappearance without being caught. It was now getting into the nitty gritty of the background of people's normal lives...

"You may want to speak to the family to get more information on the matter. They'll be happy to receive you. The address is in the folder. Luna is looking for a partner at the board if you would like to team up with someone."

Errol pushed the file of information for Alex to take before drinking more of the stuff in his glass. He set it down, standing up as he went over to a board of sorts that had red strings, photographs, and names of different sorts on them. It looked like a web from a first glance. They were just getting more questions than answers...

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Kye snickered under her breath when Lucas became annoyed with her calling him a new nickname and grinned, tilting her head at him. She then carefully listened to her partner talk about his whereabouts and what had been happening. Her suspicions were right. When Lucas mentioned the scientist with powers, she frowned, almost grimacing at the mention of that oddball. "Heads would roll if placed in same space alone," Kye whispered under her breath, taking a sip of hot chocolate to calm her nerves. She absolutely hated people with powers and was conditioned to instantly kill them if she was allowed to, almost like a guard dog trained to take down whoever the master ordered to.

Kye lowered her hot chocolate, not really feeling sympathetic to his plight. She had a little mustache from the cream on her upper lip and just licked it away with her freakishly long tongue. "Silly brats making amuck, explosive twerps compared with oil and flames..." She shrugged. "Little to know, little to say." The girl nibbles at the cream at the top, which was almost melted in the hot liquid. "Sickie ducks makes baddy lucks," she said, referring to the kidnapping. "Better to pay a shadow to do the task." Kye raised an eyebrow, pointing knowingly to Lucas. "Will take a toll doing secret deeds alone."

She gulped more hot chocolate, breathing out contently when she was done as thunder rumbled in the distance. "Ah! Happiness~" The empty cup was placed on the table top as the girl made two fingers walk across the surface. "Better to stay, better to say... Why keep the cat away?" Kytheria stared at Lucas from under the shade of her top hat with her unusual yellow eyes. She still felt miffed for being left out to see the scientists and because of her sore feelings missed out on the fun... But then there was silence at the other end for quite some time. She then smiled, making her fingers dance on the tabletop. "The cat is glad to have companionship again."

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"Your lack of research before the capture is not my fault either," Lyle said in a matter of fact tone. "If he's so ill, why not wipe his memories and let him go? And hire someone to do the next kidnapping for you..."

He didn't feel like arguing much with the female scientist, he knew it would get him no where and seemed quite trivial. He wasn't phased when she tried to get in his face and waved her off. "I don't need money, I have enough of that. Quality is what I need..." The lights above Strain suddenly shattered and the scientist hummed, brushing off the glass from his shoulder. He would have to change the lightbulbs out later.

A body was slammed into the observation window before crumbling to the ground. A young female girl stood up, panting and shaking off the robotic attack before she ducked out of sight again, avoiding laser bullets from the robot's arm gun. Lyle watched as the glass became stained with the bullets and wrote down a few notes. He was planning on doing more than just testing his robotic fighting abilities later on today.

"Why don't you check on the other Lucas?" Strain suggested. "Seems like he's making leeway with his little telekinetic." The scientist pointed to the broken lights above him with his free arm, back to writing notes again.

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"And how would your daughter handle the termination?" Benjamin asked, lacing his hands together and placing his chin on them. "She's already on edge since Kytheria tried to step in to 'reason' with them a few weeks ago."

 

Tyrant was able to keep his balance when Jex sidestepped, and faced him once more. Instead of going for a hook, he put a knee inside his gut and with his two hands towards Jex's back slammed him down to the ground. In hand-to-hand combat, Tyrant was military trained, and he was confident he could pummel this guy. Something stopped him from continuing though. His family were killed too, but the family of his is the enemy. They needed to eradicate these psychics before they messed up anything else and ruin someone else's life. The world did not need their powers. He began to barrage him with blows to the head.
"Your powers need to be stopped. They're too dangerous for anyone and you have to be put down," he said coldly. "I am from a group that is your worst nightmare. We will eradicate all of you so we can live in harmony."

Alex sniffed the liquor in the air, and scoffed at the intense smell of it. This was bad. He took the envelope from Errol with a frown.
"Sir..."
He gave a pause so the man can pay attention to what he was going to say. He read his thoughts quite easily, and he looked exhausted.
"You will find Colton. You're brilliant, and we can work better than the police. Well...at least I hope you can do this. Ryan is driving me nuts with his emotions about Jex, and everyone else is worried about Colton it seems like. Please fix it. I can't get any sleep with all their thoughts," he said before leaving the room. He did as he was instructed, and followed down the hallway of paintings to see Luna at the job board.
"Hey Luna, ready to save someone?" he asked.

 

The clone walked into the kitchen, taking the yogurt mentioned by Nicole and brought it over to the scholar with a plastic spoon in hand. The spoon was dipped in and out of the yogurt as Jean was spoon fed it. He did not want to admit, but it felt weird being treated like this. Yet, it could not be helped. As long as his body was undergoing the small metamorphosis, he had to do as little tedious work as possible. It sucked really, feeling every nook in cranny of his own body as it underwent density change. The Skeletal and muscular system was literally undergoing the process of change to which Jean found it hard for him to move much. The muscle fibers were forming, neuromuscular junctions were adapting, calcium structures were becoming thicker, and protein complexes were being formed and used in the muscular system for reforming/recovery. To everyone, Jean might have seemed a bit over-excessive with whatever it was they thought he was doing. They might think he was just releasing pent up anger or stress via these rigorous exercises. To Jean, these were necessary steps into a future he was carving in the uncharted waters of Biological history. Only he could do this, literally. It was the first step into changing the course of history for the world. Regeneration, cellular manipulation, adaptive DNA, healing diseases, and so much more! The possibilities would be endless once Jean found a way to break it down to a vaccine or some other method, because at this point all this was possible because of his knowledge, and the power he was using as the impossible extension to achieve these things only thought up of in science fiction.

There were eggs (sunny side up), bacon, sausage, pancakes, French toasts, hash browns, bagels with cream cheese, and so much more. Jean's stomach growled, sounding the timbre that is for feasting time. The clone walked over to Jean, helping the young man sit upright, and soon handed him a plate of sunny side up eggs. Hands weighed heavily as it would still take Jean some time for his brain to adapt to his new body the rest of the day. Fork was placed in his right hand while plate held in the other, stabbing at the eggs in order to place in mouth. Taste buds cherished the flavor of eggs, making sense of beautiful protein hidden within the yolk, and the vague calcium stored in the whites. Jean let out a pleasurable moan as the food began to make it's way down esophagus. When he was done with one plate, he moved on to the other stuff, complimenting Nicole's cooking skills. It was when Nicole mentioned the bait that he slowed his munching, looking straight at Nicole's blue irises.

"Mmm... I was afraid you'd say that..." he uttered to himself, remembering that day in the car.

Getting back to eating, pupils dilated as he contemplated how they would go about this. This person whom they were after, they could very well lead them to Carter, which could potentially lead them to Colton. If using Nicole was in fact the only way, then he'd have to make sure he was ever so vigilant when the time came. The last thing he wanted was for this woman to be harmed. Mouth chomped on the last plate made for him, setting the empty ceramics onto the coffee table. Swallowing, "Are you up for it? Being used as bait, I mean."

 

"I'm up for it." There was no hesitation in her voice. It had been almost four months now. After all that had happened, she didn't doubt her little girl one bit. If Molly I.D.ed the kidnapper as Twilight Sorrow, then it was her. Nicole tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, looking over the photo of the woman responsible for turning her life even more upside down. She was just twenty-four years old, but she already felt like she was in her forties. A child that grew up too fast, a young adult trying to take on the world in her own way.

"If..." Nicole raised one finger to let Jean know she needed to say this. "If things turn for the worst... Find out what happened to Carter. If he's alright, make sure he and Molly are well taken care of..." Nicole trailed off, folding her hands in her lap. "I don't they will, but I can't be too sure anymore..."

 

When Nicole had started with "If", the scholar had wanted to immediately interject, but he was stopped by the woman's sheer authority resulting from her one finger. It had more to do out of respect for what she had to say. Mandible tensed as Nicole spoke, listening intently. After she was done and over, the clone took initiative to gather the empty plates in order to wash them. Nicole had already gone out of her way to make Jean breakfast, it was the least he could do; not to mention she was technically a guest in his dorm. It was horrible for the host to allow the guest to do work. Inhaling air, lungs exhaled in a sigh as Jean looked straight into Nicole ' s serene sea blue eyes.

"Nothing will go wrong, Nicole. You have my word. If we can work as a team, then this plan is as good as full proof. Errol will be there for support, to make sure we can communicate via telepathy, and to hide our presencr. " Jean explained, tone never wavering.

He was determined to keep Nicole safe, and Definitely determined to capture this crook. All he had to do was get Errol on board.

 

Tobias didn't hear much of what Cynthia said. The whole idea of staying over at her house was interesting. He knew she didn't mean it romantically in any sense, but hey maybe he could work his charm and one thing would lead to another. He wouldn't get that chance if he screwed it up now though, no he had to play it cool, he had to be useful. "You know..." he began, speaking in a casual tone, "I figured this whole thing out a while ago. I looked at the evidence, I went through the information we have, and I figured out a few things. I know the killer is a male, I know why they killed the people and why they did it in the ways they did, and I can tell you the street they live on, though the number is hazy. I agree with going to your humble abode, we can compare notes there and perhaps you can be the one to put the final piece of the puzzle together in its place" Tobias said, sounding completely serious with the way he spoke.


As Christie was told to stop Ryan, she saw a movement out of the corner of her eye. She hadn't seen Ryan much, but she had heard him mentioned and referred to enough times to take a guess that he was the one going straight towards Tyrant. Immediately she reached out with her telekinesis and pushed him away from Tyrant. Not very far, just a few metres, but hopefully it would be enough. She then held him in place with her Binding. "Hey! What do you think you're doing? You're going to get yourself killed! Jex can handle himself fine, just stop moving!" she exclaimed.


Lucas listened to what Kye said, and as she was talking he went to take a sip of his coffee only to remember what had happened. Damn, and that was good coffee too. Maybe I should head back to the lab, maybe I could have some of Isabella's...she's always drinking it so there has to be some kind of stash she has somewhere, the investigator thought to himself. Looking at Kye, he wondered if he should be inviting her to go back there. Bad idea. Putting her and Isabella in the same room is suicide for my sanity, not to mention all the comments that would be made by Isabella about how Kye is supposedly my girlfriend. It's a bad idea, don't do it. Don't do it, Lucas, think of our sanity, think of everyone else's sanity, it causes far too many problems and there aren't any positive outcomes, he thought to himself.

"Kye, would you like to come with me back to the lab for a few hours so I can show you what I do? Your unique way of thinking could be what the place needs"

Damnit, way to go. We'll never hear the end of it, why did I do that? Terrible idea.


Shane Daniel Ware stopped in front of the door. He wasn't 100% certain, but he was fairly sure this was the right place. If it wasn't the right place, he could just re-write the memories of the person he encountered and be done with it, it really wasn't hard. The boy was tired from all the walking he'd had to do though, and he really hoped it was the place he was after so that he could sit down. Lyle Strain...if this really is the right house, you'd better be all you're reputation claims you to be, God only knows I need all the help I can get, Shane thought to himself as he raised his left hand and knocked on the door.​

 

As Ryan headed up the now empty halls of the mall, he was suddenly stopped in his tracks. His feet were stuck to the ground like quick sand, and the weight put down on them stopped him from lifting his feet.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing? You're going to get yourself killed! Jex can handle himself fine, just stop moving!"
Ryan glared over at Christie.
"This guy is a killer. I can't leave him by himself! He has a gun!" he shouted. "Also everyone's left. We have to get out before they come back with the police or the military!"

 

It had been three weeks since he took the test and he still couldn't get the failure out of his head. Simulation or not, the fact that he’d gotten so close and yet he still failed was what really annoyed him. “Dammit.” Leif cursed under his breath as his fist collided with wall of his room. With the assistance of his Psionic Strength a fist shaped dent in the wall. The resulting boom resounding within the room before every fell into silence again.

Getting frustrated at himself wouldn't do him any good. He needed to actually get out and do something. It didn't even matter what it was, just so long as it could take his mind off the simulation that he took. As he left his room, he decided to head to the job board. Maybe one of the jobs there would be helpful to him.

As he approached the job board, he saw that two other people where there as well. From what he could tell, one of them had only gotten there a few moments before he did. There were a little girl and Ken with his hood up as usual. He did feel like making any attempts at interacting with people right now, too much was still bothering him. Thus he silently made his way up to the board and started to look for a job to do. Most of the ones that he looked at first either didn't appeal to him or had some condition that he didn't fulfill (Ie. previous experience working with the elderly.) So those were out. His attention was turned to the 'Missing Person's' Section. Hopefully he would better luck there.

 

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She pushed him away, wiped her lips, and then, worst of all, she went to a teacher. "I guess its that time of the month again. But going to a teacher is such a low blow. You teacher's pet. I didn't even know someone could sink so low. However, I am willing to forgive you because of this time of month for you."

He looked at the teacher who was glaring at him and he just returned a smile. The camera panned back to the glare and then back to the smile, a few times it did this. "I have nothing to worry about. I cant get in trouble at all. I'm just awesome like that. Oh you can bet teacher's have tried in the past. You know what happened when they tried to put me in detention? It became funtention. I didn't even have to do anything. It just happens by itself. It is like there is some god who writes the words I say and my actions and makes it so everything is just badass. If this is true.... thumbs up to you writing albino in the sky."

Noah walked over to Danni and also put his hand on her shoulder. "You just need to lighten up a bit. Have you ever seen me in a bad mood? How is my life? The answers are no and awesome. You should maybe try to be like me... or be WITH me hahaha."

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The blond girl looked over to see a little girl hiding from her. She knew what that was like. She knew the fear of people who approached suddenly. Luna knelled down to Moony and asked the bear something. "Go say hello to the girl. You're cute and maybe she'll have fun meeting you."

The green bear sprite nodded and walked its way over to the little girl. It looked at her with a happy smile and then began to spin around, giving a silent laugh at the idea. It took the girls hand and bounced up, trying to be playful with her.

It was sudden, but another person joined. Like the little girl, Luna panicked and hid behind the wall. She was still not good with sudden approaching and freaked out whenever it happened. She wanted to make friends, but the only problem was she was to afraid of the idea.

 

Alex stepped down the stairs, rolling his eye.
"A kid. Great. Now I have to try to do this mission, and babysit at the same time."
He looked at the stuffed animals revolving around her. "And...she has teddy bears as pets. Great. Errol's out of his mind."
The tall man towered over the girl, looking scary with his sword and scar on his right forehead. She was standing behind a pillar.
"Are you seriously up for a mission, kid? Why don't you just stay here and watch My Little Pony or something..." he muttered to the girl hiding herself. He could do this mission by himself. This girl would probably be a nuisance rather than being able to help with the mission. Alex rolled his eyes, and continued to walk on to the front door.
"You know what? I'm going by myself. This is ridiculous," he said. "All these kids are so loud. Why can't I get some quiet?"

 

The drugs he had been injected with started to wear off. It was a shame they couldn't inject him with a higher dose without risking his health. That boy's immune system was getting in the way of things. India skillfully evaded the objects being thrown about the room. "I see. So your powers are limited to what you are consciously aware of, and cannot act otherwise. Interesting." India chuckled as Colton yelled at him to get out of his head. "Why Colton, what do you mean? I was never inside your head to begin with. Do you fear me that much that i inhabit your fever dreams?" India said, using the persuasive capabilities of his Inception to implant the belief of his words into the boy's mind. It was a powerful skill, though not entirely almighty. He could not dominate one's mind, merely influence it. It wasn't impossible to go against what he implanted any more than it was impossible to stave off an urge to scratch an itch. Though most people didn't realize what was happening well enough to fight against it. "Why don't you rest? I think I've learned what i need to know for the moment." He used his manipulation of emotions to make him feel weary, then pushed him back onto the bed, tying him to it with restraints. Thoughts spun in his head. Could he use his powers if he couldn't see the object? Could he use it on something he didn't believe was there? He left to go and get the scans of his brain activity during the test.

 

In response to the flickering lights that Carter had caused, Vincent looked at the machine with a smirk on his face. That little outburst had gotten a response from it, albeit a small one. They were slowly making some progress. Carter may have calmed down a bit, but it was still quite possible for there to be some adverse side effects as a result. So the white haired scientist turned to the other one that was in the room. “Is he still with us, or do we need to give him some more shock therapy?”

“He’s stable for the time being. Still I would prefer that you don’t abuse my machinery cause you continue to nearly kill him.” Lucas answered his words as blunt and to the point as usual. This where a good amount of his was being spent while Isabella and India had their fun with Colton. Though he was mainly here for his electrical machines as well as his, rarely uses, doctor skills. Mainly keeping an eye on his vitals as well as hooking him up so that the electrical charges wouldn’t immediately kill him. They still would me if they were overused, but Lucas wouldn’t let that happen. He was indifferent towards Carter’s well being, but more concerned about his equipment.

He turned his attention back to his own devices when he heard a familiar voice. It was Isabella asking if she could help. Last time he’s checked on Colton, India had put him on some drugs. Guess there wasn’t much that she could do with a drugged up patient. “Begging won’t get you an answer, asking that guy will.” He said using his thumb to point towards Vincent. “But since you’re already here you might as well. I’m going to get some fresh air.”

Making his way past Isabella, he had gotten a couple of steps away from the room before hearing a knocking on the door. Figures. Sighing he walked over to the door and opened it. “And you are?” He ask the boy on the other side.

While Lucas was doing this, Vincent had turned to acknowledge Isabella. “So you’ll be helping me until Lucas gets back, well I know exactly what you can do.”

 

Alex noticed that Leif came to the job board, and looked away from Luna, who was hiding behind a pillar. He didn't want to be tagged up with a kid. She would be such a liability. Plus, Leif could punch things with his psionic strength; that could come in handy. Alex patted Leif's back to get his attention.
"You up for a mission with me? I need some back up and I don't want to be stuck with this kid. She'll get herself killed," Alex said, still wondering how Errol thought she would be able to take on a mission.