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As he walked, he could hear the resonating sound of an ambulance as it sped by. He was clad in a black leather jacket with a grey hood attached, dark jeans and black Chuck Taylor’s. His hood was settled over his head, hands in his jacket pockets. He didn’t notice what the commotion was about until he realized he was walking in the same direction as the ambulance was headed. In the distance, a crowd had gathered around some unconscious male, rumors indicating that he likely had some stroke, though the reality was far from some cerebrovascular accident. He paid them no further mind when he walked away. However, one of the officers recognized him as a frequent of the local police station, a boy whom was supposed to be on probation. Unfortunately for his probation officer, he’d long evaded him. “You, come here!” exclaimed the officer, gradually increasing his pace to a sprint.

Warren found himself running into the park; he couldn’t use his powers when there were so many people around. He hadn’t spotted Gem, whom had been sitting idly on the swing. As the officer neared him, Warren extended his hand in the direction of an abandoned skateboard, the skateboard rising and striking the officer in the back of the head, knocking him out onto the grass. He could’ve used his powers directly on the officer, but then he’d see. The skateboard wasn’t in the officer’s line of sight at the time, an excellent opportunity. With the chase at an end, he leaned forward with his arms over his knees so he could catch his breath. He glanced at the officer, hearing the communicator on the ground; he must’ve attempted to call for backup sometime during the chase. “Damn.” Warren picked up the communicator to answer. “Leave me alone!” he said angrily, throwing the communicator aside. It was too early in the morning to deal with the kind of crap he just experienced; the police needed to stay away from him, or else.

JAYSON WRIGHT

"But he's such a brown-noser, no wonder you let him handle the trips outside. I could ferry people about but then I'd lose them then immediately start eating cars." He shrugged and looked over at Jordan, his face lit up slightly as he had a brilliant yet dangerous plan on how they could stage an escape from the place, he would have to have a word with her about it later. Not that he didn't like discussing his plans in front of the doctor, he loved spending time alone in solitary. Before he could say anything about his scape plans she started dancing about, turns out being cooped up for years at a time drove people slowly mad, or perhaps she was like that when she came her, either way being inside certainly didn't help. "You know I'm not a bin, right?" He said but he had already finished his magazine and the juice box was looking tempting. "Ah, give it here, I'd only eat it later anyway." He picked it up and started on the straw. "Where'd you get that book from? You don't have to hide things from me, just put it in your room and then cover it in a big block of ice." That wouldn't stop him but it would give them time to catch him and pull him away before he got to the book centre.

He was hoping to get away right then, but he’s underestimated how recent the officer’s call for backup was made. And to think that he’d hoped to simply walk away, perhaps he’d been too naïve to think they’d truly leave him be. He could hear the sirens; they were coming. He looked in all directions anxiously and irritably. “I’ve done it now! Damn it!” He wiped his face and set his hands on his head, trying to think, albeit with very little brilliance, but he did receive an idea. He aimed his hand in the direction of the unconscious officer, levitating him from the ground and into a tree, deep enough in the compilation of leaves as to avoid being in sight. As far as the police were concerned, they’d be searching for a body, as there was no mundane truth as to how anyone normal could’ve possibly hidden the body in time. He pulled the hood a little lower to better conceal himself before putting his hands in his pockets. His actions implied that he wasn’t looking for trouble. He had powers, so he could’ve stayed and fought, but he didn’t.

In order to look a little less suspicious, he settled himself on the nearest bench. He’d been too concerned about getting away and the officers to realize the two were there. His hands were shaking in his lap, eyes wide with evident dismay. When he lifted his head, his eyes squinted slightly, though his look turned to horror as he finally saw the two; they’d seen. He didn’t notice the girl relocating, so he was a little more hopeful that she hadn’t seen him at all. He wondered why they weren’t running, and he was afraid that he’d provoke them if he approached them. When the police came, he looked at them terrified, his lips speaking inaudible words, though he was clearly pleading for them not to mention what had just happened. If they pointed out what they’d just seen, the situation would escalate.

Kek Hilal

| It besets you

Every now and then she lifted her eyes to examine the scene in the park, an array of sirens could be heard but she didn’t know if they were coming for her, or him. She looked around the park to see if she could see them, the boy who approached her still by the swing set while the other…he seemed to be panicking more and more and then that’s when it happened. As if the guy weighed no more than a feather he simply floated up and was hidden in the trees. She looked back over to the swing set to see if the guy who talked to her had seen what she saw, but he was gone, out of sight like he was never there in the first place. Now she was positive, the guy was like her, but at the same time not like her. Her eyes were wide with disbelief, she’d never met another person who could make things happen although what he seemed to be able to do looked a lot less destructive then what she could do. For a small second she envied him, why couldn’t she have an ability that didn’t harm someone at the first negative though, she was definitely jealous of the boy but that didn’t stop her from noticing the obvious distress on his face. She looked around and she saw two police car lights in the distance, and they were getting closer. It’s none of your business Gem, for all they know you didn’t see anything. She looked back over at the boy and that’s when it got awkward. Eye contact. There was no hiding it now, he saw her and she knew he knew that she saw everything. His lips were making out some words and she could tell that he wanted her to stay quiet but that wasn’t going to stop the cops from questioning them. Then it came into her mind, a street trick that shouldn’t even work as well as it does.

She made her way over to him quickly and sat next to him, looking around she saw that the police cars were getting closer. “Hi, just so you know I’m not going to say anything, and in case I’m invading your personal space I’m really truly sorry for this next bit.” Listening to herself talk she knew she didn’t make any sense but there wasn’t enough time. The cops were now exiting their vehicles and making their way to the scene of what happened. “Sorry” she whispered quickly as she made she her hood was blocking their faces and in one swift motion she kissed him, nothing sloppy and gross like that but convincing enough so the cops would think they were just a couple of kids making out in public. She felt the tap on her shoulder and she in the pit of her stomach she felt as if the ruse wasn’t going to work this time. She turned around and feigned an embarrassed look. “Oh….um…sorry, you know how it can be sometimes.” She laughed a little to sell the bit, but in the back of her mind she knew they were caught. The officer looked at the couple and motioned for them to move along and leave the park. Thank God. She nodded her head and stood up grabbing the boys’ hand pretending as they were going to leave. The officer walked away and she watched him leave before sitting back down at the other end of the bench, letting out a deep sigh of relief. I did it, I kept it together. She was proud of herself, no big freak out, no one was hurt, and no one was on the ground writhing in pain. Maybe I can do this. She thought to herself with a small smile, but then she felt a pit in her stomach drop as she remembered. “Oh” she mumbled under her breath as she looked at the stranger she just kissed who had assaulted a police officer and hid him away…in a tree. “If we can agree to never talk about this like ever, I’d be ok with that.” She said as she turned away and stood up starting to walk off and away. She wanted to be as far away from that place as physically possible.