November managed to survive school for the whole day, although it was kind of devoid because seventeen students were confiscated.When school dismissed, he headed to Mrs. Thompson. The middle-aged woman helped in looking after his younger sister after she got picked up from the playground by his mom. Stacey was quiet the whole time he made her lunch but didn't call him a freak anymore. He let her watch SpongeBob SquarePants for two hours, then took her back to Mrs. Thompsons, after telling some lie about a project at school.Then he headed to Macey's. Through her window because her elder brother was mourning his girlfriend who died during last night's alien invasion. "How did you escape?" November asked Macey, referring to what happened earlier at school."Well, I was in class before their arrival, so I escaped through a window," Macey explained. "How many were caught?""Seventeen,""Woah, that's quite a lot."November nodded."We've been neighbors for two years and this is my first
Fear was something he had dealt with ever since he relocated to Indiana. Being constantly bullied by the jocks at school tensed him and he repeatedly swiveled his head to cast a shoulder glance whenever he walked, because someone was always out to bully him. Hit him till he coughed up blood or grab his boxers through his pants trousers until he squealed like a girl and wet himself inside the male's locker room. The fear made him unable to think straight and controlled every part of his body because he had been traumatized by his bullies. There were times when he heard Chase's voice from afar, and he found himself struggling to open his unlocked locker. Because fear always crept in. The fear of what Chase might do to him.But the fear as of now was different from the usual he always had. Because four thieves were firing shots into the air with their guns.Screams filled up the atmosphere and people were running around, trying to hide."Everybody, on the floor!" One of the thieves aggr
November was still trying to wrap his head around the whole news that his little sister, Stacey Calhoun whom he dropped off at Mrs. Thompson's had gone missing. No, not missing but kidnapped. Abducted by Mrs. Thompson herself. Good God.The jovial, seventy-two years old woman warmly took his sister off his hands and pulled her in, with a smile hanging on her lips.There he was, having quirks and his sister was missing on this same day.Why? He had been asking himself for over twenty minutes as he watched his mom throw a tantrum and the police officers repeating the same 'Calm down, Mrs. Calhoun' until they drove off in their car.Hands on his hips, November paced back and forth on the flattened grass area, pondering why Mrs. Thompson would kidnap a four-year-old. What exactly were her intentions? He figured he had to do something before it gets to the next day. And needed Macey Brightside right now, the girl he was trying to stay away from because of her assertiveness that might lead
10:25 pm, Atticus Lab.Doctor Hemmingway knew after the alien invasion on the previous night, Indianapolis would become unlivable because the aliens would attack again, and it might spread to every other part of Earth. It seemed something was buried under the depths of Indianapolis, a thing these aliens hungered for because the ground cracked upon their arrival. With a telescope, he watched from afar how a light-green scaled, velvet huge hand swallowed kids and took them down.Surprisingly these aliens passed down their viruses to kids around the age of sixteen, leaving them with superpowers. Doctor Hemmingway was still trying to wrap his head around the idea if these kids could be used in fighting aliens when they returned again. If he had a solution. Although he wasn't a good guy.He was the man in charge of Atticus' lab, a ruthless scientist who violated the principles of medical ethics. He denied patients the right to informed consent, using pseudoscientific frameworks such as race
Continuation…10: 50pm, Atticus Lab's conference Hall."Time to go see these kids," Prosecutor Adams said, rising to his feet as he stared at his wristwatch."If you can wait for a few minutes, we'll take a look at the footage captured by Styles," Doctor Hemmingway looked over at him. And waited until everyone sat down before he turned to Styles. "Put the lights out, my boy," and Styles did as he was told.There was a bit of murmuring at this because they were clearly uncomfortable with the lights turned off. Commander Rodney Brown was reaching for his pistol, prepared to kill if Doctor Hemmingway wanted to harm them. His paranoia towards everyone in the hall knew no bounds.Styles quickly picked up the large TV remote and popped the power button.And silence relapsed in the atmosphere.They watched as a boy hid behind a shelf as he observed thieves in the mall. How he grew angry when he saw a thief torturing an old woman and his anger caused a force from him to rip apart the thief's c
10:15 pmNovember and Macey stopped in front of a cramped looking apart in a screeching halt. The street was dead quiet and three stray cats hovering around the building screamed with wide eyes, before running off. They were frightened at the humans' arrival upon a gale."Are you sure this is a good idea?" November stood aback as he shoved his fists in his pockets and kicked a piece of pebble."Just relax," Macey assured him before ringing the doorbell.There's a screeching noise when the door gets opened by a woman."Macey?" She blinked, uncertain."In the flesh,""Oh my god.." she barely finished exclaiming before Macey pulled her into a bone-crushing hug.November just stood in the entranceway and stared at the females hugging. He didn't care, he just wanted to get done with Macey's silly idea so they could go ahead with their plan. Stacey Calhoun needed to be found before dawn."I sort of missed yah, you know,""Me too, Gyda, me too.""And I've got a baby,""Oh.""Hooked up with a
"What the heck! How did I get here?" Ivar asked, looking around the dead street. He had no idea on how he got there and was beginning to think his electrokinesis quirk pulled him out until he saw November and Macey whom he recognized as the girls from the club. "We'll be needing your help." November took slow casual strides and stood in front of his confused bully, towering over the boy's 5'9 with just two inches. "Wait, aren't you two those girls from the club?" Ivar narrowed his eyes as he stared at November's taper fade. "So you had a wig on earlier? You're a guy?" He blinked in unbelief as his gaze lowered to November's masculine tight and he scoffed with his hand against his mouth. "You've got to be shitting me. And Chase couldn't stop talking about how sexy you looked the whole time."Macey scoffed while November just rolled his eyes."Listen, Ivar. I'll be needing your help with this guy over here." He pointed at an asleep Charlie Wang-Holder who was still tied to the chair,
November was halfway towards the black market when he collided with something and fell on the floor. Of course, it wasn't dark, security lights were everywhere and he thought maybe his quirk was beginning to get faulty or he had exhausted the use of it for the night.He stood up, hoping to see what he collided into but saw nothing. The space on the road was empty so he wondered where the stuff came from. He tried to run again, and the same thing happened. The front of his body jammed into a wall when there was never even a wall in the first place, to begin with.Not a single soul outside. Everyone was for sure sleeping, except for a stray dog who stood back and barked at him.Could it be his quirk was against him going further? He wondered what the hell was happening. If he was beginning to see things? Yet the slight pain on his body was enough to confirm it was all real.He knew he needed to act fast in saving his sister. Charlie Wang-Holder explained how the Arabs arrived at 4 am t