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The police was every where. Gun shots could be heard ringing every where. Utter chaos was the only way to describe it. "Run! Dammit, Run!" Kirai turns around, just as the policeman raised the hand with the gun over his head.
Kirai woke up to a splitting headache, his body drenched in his sweat. He looked around the the room, surprised to see white walls. The walls at home were red. The walls at the base were black. Not to mention both of them were torn up and had graffiti on it. "Where the heck...oh yea." Kirai felt his arm where the hole was. It hurt when he tried to think back, but flashes came back, and with them, a rare frown on his face. "It was a sting and we fell into it. Then they took me here. Freaking Doctor Frankenstein. Something about powers." Kirai tried to sit up, but pain shot immediatly to his head. "Too fast." Okay. Just take a feew seconds to take it all in Old Rai of Blood. It'll be ok.

Sean sighed, he hated the boring parts of life. He flexed his hand, smiling a bit. He looked around, eyeing the other "patients". Sean muttered, "Let's have some fun." He took out a lighter he had pickpocketed off a guard. "Smoking's so hazardous to the health...what with all the fire and what not..." he prepared to set the table on fire, when he saw more kids coming in. He rolled his eyes and mumbled, "maybe later," putting the lighter away.

((haha YES! back from vacation! OMG! so much! i'll try and catch up))

Brynn Syvra didn't like the way this was going. Her power was pain. That was pretty awesome in itself. But the fact that it seemed like she was the only one with the pin scars in her leg seemed to be indicative of her power. The ones who had powers that stemmed from mind manipulation had major scarring and stitches on their heads.
Then a guard appeared, shoving the girl through the doors into the dining hall. Brynn Syvra definitely didn't like this. "Dawn," Brynn Syvra whispered out of the corner of her mouth, "if my power is pain, how do I activate it?"

Dr. Gerard was in a foul mood, that much was evident. The subjects where stronger than he anticipated. Xavior should have warned him of this. He entered his study and grabbed the phone in one swift movement. His hands moved quickly over the dials, as if it where a second nature.
"Hello Kane. How are you this evening?" A deep suave voice called from the other line.
"Xavior, I need more guards. I can't upgrade them fast enough. The subjects are out of hand. Was taking delinquents the best idea?" Gerard went on, his voice not giving away his panic.
"Trust me my dear friend. Taking the ones no one wanted was the best way. I will send in higher security. Have you started project Link?" His tone was as if they were discussing how the weather was, when in reality the matter was utterly serious.
"Yes. I plan to set the subjects straight with a little demonstration."
"Good. The new enforcements should arrive tomorrow morning. Good night Kane."
With that the two hung up.
Conversations between the two where never long, and where always to the point. Though many feared Gerard, even more feared Xavior.
Gerard walked over to his bookshelf where he removed a leather bound book, that resembled a encyclopedia. Inside there were no pages, but instead a small keypad. Quickly he punched in the code and placed the book back in it's place.
For a moment nothing happened, then a low hiss sounded as a hydrolic mechanism kicked in, moving the bookshelf away, revealing a passage way.
Gerard made his way down the passage and into a privet lab.
The lab was circular, and the walls where covered in monitors and stations of computers. He approached the main computer and activated it.
"Voice activation." A female voice responded.
"Gerard Edward Kane."
"Voice verification, confirmed."
The computers suddenly jumped to life, revealing the personal information of each subject. Current body temperature, blood pressure, circulation, everything.
Every bit of information that ran through the spinal cord, was here. But Gerard didn't seem interested in that at the moment.
Next to the main computer was a large blue button, he pressed it . There was a clicking sound as a metal tube emerged from the floor. In the tube was a silver remote, that slightly resembled the one you would find to your tv. He smiled down at the small device as he picked it up.
It was light, and small but held a power that the subjects here wouldn't understand...but they were about to.
Pocketing the device, Gerard went back over to the computer.
"Chips activated." Said the female voice again, after Gerard had typed something into the computer. His smile grew, like a child anticipating Christmas. There was nothing Gerard liked more than power.
Gerard then left the lab, and returned to his study.
"Attention subjects..." Gerard spoke over the fuzzy intercom. He would have to ask Xavior for a better system later.
"Everyone must report to the Dining hall immediately. Failure to comply will result in punishment most severe." Gerard wanted to make sure everyone saw this. That everyone knew who was in charge. Who had the power.
A soft knock at the door tore him from his thoughts.
"Come in." He spoke. A timid looking lab worker stepped in, looking like he would rather be walking bare foot on acid than standing before the Dr.
"Sir, the required updates for the guards have begun." His voice was wasn't trembling...but his knees were.
"And?" Said the Dr., eager to leave.
"Would you like us to upgrade the strength to S-sir?"
"Yes. Now out of my way." The Dr. shoved the small man aside suddenly impatient and strode down to the elevator, the device in his pocket seemed to brighten his mood.

(( Wall 'o Text anyone?))

Another announcement, then. Hal had already been thinking that; the intercom confirmed it. Though why they'd thrown the girl in there so strongly-
The girl! Hal quickly turned around, trying to catch sight of her again. There she was, not far away. Hal remembered the way she'd stared at them with disgust and fear and wanted to help. I think I'll be the official Welcoming Committee.
She got up and was halfway over to the girl before a new student walked in and said "You all stole my clothes!" Hal stopped, blinked, and looked down at herself. Nope, she was definitely wearing her own clothes. The student's clothes looked more like nursing scrubs - she stole a glance at Dawn - although Dawn seemed to be perfectly fine with them...
Hal shook her head briskly and kept walking. She slid into a seat beside the new girl, who kept her eyes on the strange boy. "Hey," Hal said. She gestured at the boy. "You get all sorts in here, huh? Name's Hal. Anything I can do to help you out?"

Felicia heard footsteps and looked at the corner of her eye to see who was moving out of habit. It was a girl, and to her surprise she was coming towards her. Felicia was stiff as a board before the girl had been withing six feet of her. Her grey eyes stared half-blindly at the brave girl who had for some reason decided to sit right next to her. Why? Her thoughts hissed as a very displeased look automatically set her pale, tired features. Felicia slowly and cautiously slid away from Hal finding with much irritation that she didn't have far to go; she had sat near the end of the seat. "Yeah.." Was her slow and cautious reply. Felicia turned her head as far away from the girl as she could while still watching her out of the corner of her eyes. Felicia made a sour face at her last remark as her fists clenched even tighter making it look like her hard knuckles would tear through her pale skin. A sudden thought came to her. She's trying to be nice. Nice? People aren't nice.. But her thought was contradicted by the image of her lost friend in her mind, making her heart ache. Aiden hadn't been very friendly to people either, but he had still been nice to others. He tried to teach her that but Felicia didn't get much of a chance to learn.

Felicia shut her eyes and tried to take a deep breath but it was cut short by gut wrenching pain all throughout her body. One of her slender arms curled around her stomach as she sat there stiff, the girl obviously waiting for a response. Felicia opened one grey eye to look at Hal through her black bangs with the same determined and defensive distaste still there. Although it was subtle Hal could probably tell that she was trying to squash all the hate and anger she had for her despite the fact that they didn't even know each other. Felicia shut her eye again and lowered her head, concentraiting on ignorinig the pain and putting on an indifferent look. "No.." Was her short and strained reply. She hesitated before adding on. "Thank you, though." Felicia tried as best as she could to sound at least a little bit sincere, but it sounded mangled and almost distressed.

(Why yes, I shall make a wall of text Bella.)