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Sebastian Smythe was born in Central City during one of the worst events in history: the particle accelerator. On that day, many people were waking up with superhuman abilities that they used to terrorize the town. When Sebastian was old enough, he was transferred to Dalton Academy for his own safety. Sebastian had never shown any abilities when he was born, so his parents figured that he was in the clear, that he was human, not metahuman.
Sebastian woke up one morning to feel a chill in the air. Slowly, he got up, walking to the bathroom as he stared at himself in the mirror. Part of his hair had turned white. Oh fuck no, if anyone sees this, they'll insult me for sure! Slowly he touched the mirror, jumping back when it froze solid. So, it appears that my powers only activate when I touch something. Sebastian concluded, looking around the room for some gloves. Eventually he found a pair of red gloves, and that's when he slowly put them on.
Well, time to see if it worked. He thought, placing his fingers on the nightstand. When the nightstand didn't freeze solid when he touched it, Sebastian sighed with relief. Well, at least that part is taken care of. He thinks, staring at the clock on the wall. Class starts in an hour, so after he got dressed, he walked down to the campus's café. Once he was there, he walked up to the counter, ordering coffee and an egg sandwich. Once he did that, he sat in the back, hoping no one would bother him.
When Sebastian walked into the room, Blaine slowly looked toward him, expecting him to go sit with the Warblers. When he decided to sit by himself, that was when he decided to join him.
"What are you sitting over here for?" Blaine asked. Oh God, don't notice the hair or gloves. Sebastian panicked.
"What are you, the chair police?" Sebastian snapped. It was then that Blaine noticed his hair.
"Did you dye your hair? It looks different." Blaine asked.
"What are you the fashion police now too? Are you going to stop asking questions or should I grab a pillow?" Sebastian sighed.
"I didn't mean it like that Sebastian. Wait, what's with the gloves?" Blaine asked.
"Are you going to keep insulting me? I didn't ask for fashion advice." Sebastian growled, feeling the ice appear under the gloves. Stop. Calm down. Just breathe. Sebastian told himself, squeezing his wrist as hard as he could.
"Dude, stop. Talk to me. What's going on?" Blaine shrieked.
"You really want to know?" Sebastian growled, feeling the anger grow. Eventually he took off his gloves, and that's when he slammed his hands on the table, watching as it froze completely solid. Blaine sat there in shock, watching as Sebastian put his gloves back on.
"You… You have powers. How?" Blaine asked, lowering his voice.
"When I was born, a particle accelerator was activated. The device was working okay, until a storm came out of nowhere, and the device exploded. I, like a lot of people, was exposed, and it changed me." Sebastian explained.
"So, is that why you wear the gloves?" Blaine asked.
"My powers only activate if I touch something." Sebastian answered simply.
"What are you going to do?" Blaine asked.
"I don't know." Sebastian admitted, eating his food. Eventually it was time to go to class, and that's when he threw everything away. When he walked into class and sat down, Sebastian hoped that no one would notice his hair or his gloves.
"Mr. Smythe can you come up here, please?" The teacher demanded. Aw shit, what now? Sebastian thought, slowly walking up there.
"Mr. Smythe your hair is a distraction, and your gloves are not part of your uniforms. Either take the gloves off, or go to the principal's office." The teacher ordered.
"I can't take them off." Sebastian protested.
"You can and you will." The teacher snapped.
"No, I can't!" Sebastian screamed.
"Go to the principal's office, now." The teacher growled.
"Gladly." Sebastian growled, storming out of the room. It's just a pair of fucking gloves, what's the big deal? He thought, feeling the ice appear under the gloves.
"You can't shut me out forever you know." A voice spoke, startling Sebastian. Slowly, he walked down to his dorm room, sneaking inside as he closed the door.
"Who are you?" He asked, staring at the white-haired man in the mirror.
"I'm you, well the you that you're trying to suppress." The voice answered.
"Go away." He demanded.
"You know I can't do that." The voice informed.
"Why did you wait to show up until now? I don't want these powers!" Sebastian screamed.
"Some people's abilities manifested later in life. Not everyone that was exposed to the particle accelerator got their powers straight away." The voice answered.
"That's not an answer!" He shouted, taking off the gloves.
"Why do you hate me so much?" The voice demanded.
"Isn't it obvious? I've become the thing that I hate. Metahumans are monsters." Sebastian snapped.
"So, every metahuman is a monster huh? Even you?" The voice asked.
"I was a monster before the powers. This just heightens it." Sebastian sighs.
"You could let me in. Come on, what's the worst that could happen?" The voice offers. It was a tempting offer, Sebastian thinks, and that's when he decides to let go. Sebastian watches as the rest of his hair turns white, much like the reflection in the mirror. Soon, his skin pales, much like the reflection in the mirror.
"That's it, let me in. You know you want to." The voice smiles. Yes, Sebastian did want to. A part of him knows that he shouldn't, but damn is it just so comforting.
"This is a bad idea." Another voice warns. Sebastian stared at the mirror. This time, his old self was looking back at him, the person he was before his powers surfaced.
"Why do you say that?" He asks, creating a snowflake in his hand.
"You know how dangerous metahumans are." The voice warns.
"I am a metahuman now. I can't run away from that." Sebastian reminds the voice. That was when he decided to pack his bags, leaving the gloves as he left the school behind.