Introducing Phoenix

My name is Phoebe, but everybody calls me Phoenix. I am different. Since I was five I've been able to 'sense' things. I get these 'flashes' of something that I can only really describe as energy and the feeling of exactly where it is in relation to myself. And that feeling of where the flash happened sticks in my brain till I write it down.

It drove me a bit crazy when it first started happening since I had no knowledge of space, distance, or anything really and no idea how to get the feelings to leave me alone. My problem was solved when my brother found an old globe in the attic and our Dad pointed out where we were on it. Almost instantly I knew where the feelings were on the globe. I pointed them out and Dad taught me how to use coordinates. So I started keeping a diary of nothing but coordinates.

Eventually I realized that some of the feelings were different, like different flavors of ice cream. So I gave them labels and kept track of them separately. Quickly I found patterns in the locations of the feelings. They all traveled all over the world, but they each tended to have places they came from more frequently.

It wasn't till I was fifteen that I realized what caused these flashes and feelings. I was vacationing in New York with my family when a flash, the second oldest flavor that I had named Beta, happened right around a corner. I immediately investigated, leaving my family in a restaurant. In an alley where the feeling had come from I found a man. He was in his mid twenties and was covered in blood that was coming from a huge stab wound in his chest. His hands were bound behind him with a rusty old chain that ended in a chunk of concrete. He startled when I got closer to him and in the blink of an eye he vanished. And as he vanished I felt him reappear somewhere in California. After that I never felt Beta again.

The flashes were people. People who could teleport. Needless to say my mind had been blown. But after some time I just got used to the fact that a few people seemed to pop all over the world and I always knew when they did it. So if there were multiple teleporters than there were probably other people like me too.

I didn't meet one of them for another three years though. On the high school graduation trip to Washington DC I felt Zeta 'port' to the area. Later that same evening I felt Zeta port many times all within a few feet of the same place quickly. Since it was close by I went to investigate.

They were in a park and there were four of them. Suddenly Zeta ported again and there was a young woman coming up behind the group from nowhere with a bat in her hand. The four turned and shot odd-looking cables at the woman, who ported to safety to their left and behind an old tree. Even though she was completely hidden from view and silent, one of the men in the group was able to immediately spot her. She ported all around the area and like me the man could find her every time.

I'd found another teleporter and a Senser like me. And then one of the four managed to hit Zeta with their sparking cables and it was like a hole opened in the back of my head. A near constant stream of porting and going nowhere blossomed in my mind. Another way to describe it would be like looking at lights. Normal porting was like a light turned on and off quickly, only on for as long as the teleporter is actually traveling. This was like looking at the sun and it seemed to only get brighter the longer Zeta was trapped.

They killed her, stabbed her in the heart, and I could only watch as her body slumped lifelessly to the ground and her light vanished from my mind. The four congratulated each other and, with Zeta's body, disappeared off into the night. That was when I knew there were dangers to doing what I could, and someone was using Sensers to hunt Teleporters. I've got no idea who, I've kept my ability to myself and told no one, but it's time for answers now. Things have been happening, the teleporters I can feel have been dieing in droves. There's only a few left now Alpha, Delta, Theta, Iota, Phi, and Omega. Only six from my original thirty-two.

Alpha is the first one I ever felt and doesn't tend to move very often, only jumping every few years. Delta definitely travels the most, I'm pretty sure he or she had visited every corner of the globe before I turned ten. Theta moves a bunch, but only around Africa. Iota generally stays in the colder regions, never venturing near the equator. Phi is apparently a thief, if the string of bank robberies following him or her is any clue. Omega is one of my newest, probably the youngest.

I've still got that globe, it's covered in tacks, though I only keep it for sentimental reasons now. I use a computer program of my own design to keep track of everything at the moment. With it I can look up patterns and make predictions on where my Teleporters might go next. They've all got their individual quirks after all.

Another thing I've found is that each Teleporter has a 'safe zone', a place that they go to instinctually when they are hurt or in danger. It's different for each one, but is probably where they felt the safest when young. With all the deaths I've been feeling, those safe places are most likely going to be getting some visits soon.