"Well then, first thing first, my real name is Jasper Vaughn and I am an original." Jasper said and watched as Mason face turned expressionless."Well, that's surprising. I expected you to be shocked.""Well, I'm not." Mason replied curtly. "I mean I am, but after seeing you fight with so many different abilities all at once, I already guessed that you were an original. I mean how else would you explain that?" Mason explained and Jasper nodded with knowing. He was right, anyone would have come to that conclusion after seeing what he did that night. It's not as if there was any ability user out there in the world who could use multiple abilities all at once."Well, like I said. I'm an original and I come from the Vaughn family that resides in a place unknown to the public. My family is one of the five big original families and our ability is well... You've seen it already. It's called aura manipulation. We are able to sense the flow and Aura of other ability users and are able to tap

//////11:30 pm /////////At the orphanage//////Mason stood at the balcony of his room as he glanced down at the silent streets of Beverly town and all that was left of it. It was almost midnight now and he still couldn't sleep. Jasper's words still gnawed at his soul and Mason couldn't help but acknowledge that he was right.Creating a faction of their own was indeed the right thing to do. And with the two of them running it, Mason knew without a doubt that things would change for the better here in Beverly town. But the issue was him. He did not know how to go on with it as he was new to all this. Jasper may have been fighting all his life considering his story but it was different when it came to him. He had been a weakling his entire life, a trash as they often called him at Avalon school. And it wasn't until a week ago that he had gotten the system and still had no idea how it worked or why he had gotten it in the first place. And now Jasper was here asking him to be the leader

Mason and Jasper could be seen standing opposite one another as they talked. They were both inside a room and seemed to be the only ones there."Like I said earlier, taking down the other factions is our main priority. But in order to do that we need to be prepared for everything. And that means learning how the other factions work, how they are organized, who their supporters are and how many of them are out there." Jasper said pacing down the room with his fingers running through his hair. And all the while, Mason only watched with keen interest."There are four factions running things here in Beverly town and each one much more powerful than the next. They go by the names the umbra, the black dawn, the crimson hand and lastly, the hunters. The hunters are the most powerful of the four containing about six hundred and forty members with each one being an ability user. The umbra is the lowest in the food chain with a hundred members only and are been supported by big corporations jus

Dust flung in the air as the truck drove through the narrow path in speed, kicking up clouds of dust as it went.Fifteen minutes had gone by and there was still no sign of getting to their destination. Mason turned his head to his side, hoping to catch some sleep, but the sight in front of him made him to refrain from doing so.A malnourished man in front of him stared back at him, his eyes sunken and his skin pale. "You're new here, aren't you?" the old man asked, his voice weak but curious. Mason nodded, trying to look like a scared captive and watched as the old man shook his head, like he felt sorry for him."Where are we going?" Mason asked, trying to sound scared and confused. The man hesitated before answering, "I wish you didn't have to come here, son. This place is worse than hell."As the man spoke, Mason felt a chill run down his spine, but he tried to stay calm. He needed to get as much information as he could before they arrived. "You've been here before, haven't you?"

The next day at the mines, Mason was striking the rocks with all the energy he could muster and with each passing minute that went by he felt really weak and drained.The work had been going on for hours and it was noon now and they still had not given anything to eat. Mason stopped for a while to clear the sweat from his face, then looked across him to find Jasper striking at the rocks at the other side of the mine.They had been separated earlier in the morning and were forced to work separately."Well, at least he's a lot better at this than me." Mason said with a smile.Then he turned to his right to find the boy with the blonde hair stricking at the huge rock ferociously.Mason was stunned for a while because he had not seen the boy stop to take a single rest since morning. It was almost like he was used to this and Mason wondered just how he was doing it because he felt like dying already.As he kept staring, the boy soon noticed him staring and momentarily stopped to look back