The Specialist
by Marav1lla
Terry
"You can run, little girl, but you can't hide from us," the agents called.
No, I can't hide. But you can die, after I kick your fat ass.
Oh. Too soon. Okay, I figured starting out with some action might attract you guys in. But the publisher thinks it's too cliche or something.
Goddamn you publishers.
My name is Terry, and I am special.
Well yeah, I guess you could argue that we are all special. But I'm a different kind of special. Like, the GSA is after me special.
Let me back it up even further. I guess you're new here.
In the beginning, things were alright. There were a couple of humans. But then, they tripped ass over heels and landed in a magical pool that gifted them special powers.
One became a Fire Specialist. He could control water (just kidding, fire).
One became a Water Specialist. She could control all forms of water.
One became a Morph Specialist. He could morph into anything, including his fellow humans.
One became a Blast Specialist. Using their mind, they could focus on a thing, and cause that thing to implode into itself.
One became a Mind Specialist. She was a master of Mind Control. She could shape anyone's will to make it her own. Luckily, she was a good person and never used her power to do bad stuff.
The last was a Shutdown Specialist. He could take control of a person, then cause them to slowly lose oxygen, and slowly suffocate. Or, he could also knock them unconscious in a split second, hold them in Shutdown State, and then they will be dead in less than five seconds.
I am the world's only Combination Specialist. I am a combo of the Mind and Shutdown Specialisms.
You got it? Okay. So I can easily kill someone. Like, for me, it's hella easy, and for other Specialists it takes training and work. F**k those, I wilted flowers from the age of six.
Funny, huh? How a goddamn twenty-year-old couldn't wilt a flower but my fourteen-year-old ass can kill. Very funny.
F**k life.
Ripley
My fire roars through the training room and just the heat singes my white-blond hair.
Dammit Rip.