An: I know I haven't updated anything in almost three to four years. I'm graduating from high school, so I got a lot of things to do. This was finished during my winter break. Also, my new interest in Iwan Rheon kept me going.

Kori could have called Nathan, but she's gone too far into her plan to stop now. Her sister was dead and no doctor had not taken her, saying that they didn't have enough money to even cover a quarter of the medical bill. A doctor volunteered to exam her sister, but couldn't find the source to her disease. The little girl had grown weaker by day and her big sister was at a lost. All this studying for medical school led her to this decision: she was going to have to break into a pharmacy.

Kori's POV

Our parents died when she was only 4 years old. Since then, we lived with our aunt who died from a heart attack when I was 15 years old. I was now 17 and the social worker decided that I was old enough to take care of my sister by myself, as long as I get a steady job and finish school, with an additional condition that the social worker would check on us every week. Because of our situation, I thought it would be too risky to quit school when I had a year away, so I decided to graduate early. I proposed this to the social worker and she supported me all the way, offering to pay half of the course fees. I took classes during summer and an extra class in school just to fulfill the graduation requirements.

Nathan didn't understand why I tried so hard to learn, but then again, he never liked school. He was 2 years older than me, yet I was the responsible one. His mam warned me about his bad influence on me. I assured her that his idiocy would not bend my will. She was like a second mother, along with my social worker. She would have taken us two orphaned girls under her roof had Nathan been a good boy. She and I both feared that he may influence little Kylie terribly, we rejected that idea begrudgingly.

Kylie later became horribly sick when she turned 8 years old. I thought it was a nasty flu until it came worse. The fever went up, and so did the amount of treatment for her. I took her to her regular checkups and told me the exact same things I've been doing the whole time. I decided to find the solution myself, researching through medical books at the library and medical journal articles from the internet. She had a loss of appetite, burning fever, and fatigue, like many sicknesses. Then why wasn't any of the treatment working?

Her medication was running out and my latest job had been broken into. The owner decided to let go several employees in order to pay for the damage. The rent of the flat had risen and could only be lowered if I did some 'favors' for him. I refused to and there is a possibility that we may lose the flat. Rain keeps falling before I could even attempt to stop it. I couldn't ask our social worker or Nathan's mam because I fear that I may never be able to pay them back.

One day, our social worker offered to look after Kylie while I went out to buy some food. Half way around the block with an armful of groceries, my phone began to ring. I shifted the bag to my left arm and fished out my phone from my pocket.

"Hello?" I answered.

There was sniffling from the other end. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just left for a second… and when I got back, she… she… she stopped breathing. I checked her pulse and everything! I'm so so sorry, Kori, but Kylie… she's gone. She was too weak to keep fighting."

The package fell, the eggs cracked, milk was leaking from its carton, people bustled past, but all I could think of is the rage I felt towards everything. The hospitals, the doctors, the landlord, the shop owner, everything. I just wished that the cracks under my soles widened and swallowed me whole right at this spot or my glasses to teleport me to wonderland. That wouldn't do anything. These people deserve payback.

Four months later

Nathan swung an arm around my shoulders lazily, leaning against the railing as Tony, the probation worker, told them about how their 200 hours community service could not only change how people view us, but how we view ourselves. Next to Nathan was a smoker called Gary, next to me was a dark-skinned athletic guy called Curtis. Down the row was a blond girl with a thick accent, Kelly, the girl with wiry brown hair and a sexual aura is Alisha, and the quiet boy at the end is Simon.

Nathan raised his hand. "What if they're right about us? No offense to you guys, but I think some of us are born as criminals," he said.

"You looking to get stabbed?" Gary threatened.

"Yes, he is," I muttered, scooting away from the two as they got into each other's face.

"You see my point there?" Nathan asked as Alisha's phone rang.

"I shouldn't even be here," Curtis complained.

"Wha' makes you be'er then us, yeah?" Kelly snapped, crossing her arms.

Nathan raised a hand to his ear. "What was that? That was just noise. How are we supposed to understand that?"

"Hey?" Alisha said into a phone.

"Doesn't matter what you've done in the past," Tony continued.

"Doin' my community service," Alisha went on.

"Hey, put that phone away. I am talking," Tony ordered, pointing at her.

Alisha pulled the phone away, exasperated. "I thought you were done."

"You see my mouth moving? That means I'm still talking!"

"It could be you yawning or chewing," Nathan added, making matters worse. Alisha laughed.

"My probation worker," Alisha answered the person on the other end. "So fuckin' boring." She rolled her eyes.

"End the call. Hang up," Tony ordered.

"You alright there, weird kid?" Nathan asked Simon who looked a bit hurt.

"Nathan, shut your trap," I scolded, crossing my arms.

"Don't be disgusting, I'll call you later," Alisha said and finally hung up.

"I'm gonna rip your throat and shit down your neck," Gary threatened Nathan.

I raised my hand slowly before things got even more heated. "Yes, Kori," Tony said appreciatively.

"Um, so what are we going to do?" I asked. They all looked at me with irritated looks, except Simon who looked a bit out of place.

We were assigned to paint the wooden benches outside of the community centre. Alisha painted with Curtis, Kelly painted with Nathan, and I painted with Simon and Gary. I wished that Gary was placed at another bench as he kept whining and swearing to himself. It hasn't been 5 minutes when he gave up.

"I got paint on my cap now! This is bullshit," He shouted, standing up and kicking the paint over. The others looked after him in amusement as he attempted to push a trolly over.

I shook my head, taking over his side of the bench to paint. Simon glanced at me, his face half-hidden by the bench. I stopped painting and looked up at him, pushing up my glasses.

"Hi," I greeted.

"H-hi," he replied, "Um… you okay?"

I nodded. He seemed like a nice guy. He's different than the others who don't really give a shit. He smiled at me, then continued to paint. Of course, Nathan ruined our peaceful and friendly moment.

"What about you, weird kid?" Nathan asked him, referring to why he was court ordered to do community service. "Don't take this seriously, but you look like a panty sniffer." Nathan mimed sniffing a pair of pants.

"I'm not a panty sniffer!" Simon said defensively, "I'm not a pervert!"

Nathan continued with his ridiculousness, miming a hand job with his paintbrush, accompanied by grunts and moans. Simon looked uncomfortable.

"I tried to burn someone's house down!" Simon confessed, looking away.

The Irish boy made a face. I got up from my squatting position and smacked him at the back of his head. He gave me that pouty face he always used on me when I scold him. I shook my head, then noticed the clouds by the city. "What is up with this weather?" Nathan asked, finally realizing the approaching clouds.

"What is this?" Tony came over and gestured to the paint can. "I leave you for less than 5 minutes… does someone care to explain to me because I…" He raised his hands up in defeat, "I don't know."

I turned my back towards them, knowing that they are no ordinary clouds. Lightning coiled within its foggy wisps of darkness. Simon took out his phone beside me, putting it on video. In the middle of Nathan's and Tony's argument, the clouds became alarmingly close.

"What the hell is that?" Alisha shouted.

A huge rock of ice landed on a car nearby. Tony's car, apparently. Nathan laughed in amusement, but was cut short as more fell near him. I looked up at the sky and saw one heading near me. I yanked Simon's collar and dragged him away from the bins. We ducked as one landed straight in.

"I need everyone inside! Move!" Tony ordered.

We didn't have to be told twice. We held our arms over our heads as we followed Tony towards the centre. I ran next to Simon and Nathan, tugging on Simon's sleeve as he filmed the storm on his phone. Curtis tried the front doors, but it was locked. The others were yelling at Tony as he struggled with the keys, his hands shaking too much.

"Open the fuckin' doors!" Alisha yelled.

"Don't talk to me like that!" Tony shouted, turning around.

I looked up right when a bolt of lightning struck, pulling the group back from the force. I felt an electrical circuit that burnt through my veins, flashing through my eyes, then gravity took its course. My vision was blurry for a while until I blinked a couple of times.

"I feel funny," Kelly said. I nodded in agreement, taking note in my cracked glasses.

"That would be the lightning," Curtis said.

"We should be dead," Simon pointed out.

I got up slowly, eyeing Tony's body. He was twitching a bit. "Um, shouldn't someone say something?" I asked.

"Yeah, a little bit of assurance will be fine," Nathan whined sarcastically at Tony. "'Hey, are you guys alright?'"

"Wanker," Tony grunted as he struggled to get up.

"Did he just call me a wanker?" Nathan asked me.

"But you are a wanker," I replied. I took off my glasses and examined them. They were far beyond repair at this state. Where was that fixing spell from Harry Potter when you need it?

"You alright?" Kelly asked cautiously.

"Mm, let's just call it a day, huh?" Tony said.

The other two girls and I got changed in the locker rooms while the boys waited outside. I placed my broken glasses in my locker and tested my eyesight. So far, there wasn't any blurriness like the usual. It was as if my eyes improved without those bloody glasses.

Alisha was facing her locker while looking at Kelly with a mocking smirk. Kelly was brushing her hair back, even though her blond hair was already tied-up in a ponytail. I was shrugging on my jacket when Kelly snapped at Alisha.

"Wha' chu say?" She said, turning around to face her.

Alisha backed off. "I didn't say anything?"

Kelly turned slowly back to the mirror and continued to brush her hair. After a few seconds, she snapped at Alisha again, advancing towards her. Alisha looked at her like she was crazy and left the locker room.

"Wha' ya' lookin' at. Shorty?" Kelly snapped to me.

"Um, what happened, exactly?" I asked curiously.

"I fockin' swea' I heard her speak," Kelly insisted.

She placed her hairbrush in her locker and accidentally slammed the door on her hand. She swore without restraint, yanking her fingers away. Because of the strength from her anger, not only were they bruised, but also swollen and slightly bent. My medical instincts kicked in at the sight of the injury.

"Wha' ya' doin'?" Kelly gasped, pulling her hand from my grasp.

She went to exam her hand, only to see nothing. No bruise or swelling at all, like they were never there. Kelly flexed her hand, then looked back at me. Suddenly, she opened her locker again and pulled out a razor blade. I stared at it, wondering what she was up to. She ran it across her arm, droplets of blood oozing out of the shallow wound. I grabbed both her arms, making her drop the blade at the same time. The wounded one twitched a bit before giving a small sizzling noise as small tendrils of smoke seeped from the healing wound. I dropped her arms quickly and backed away. I was surprised when she gave me a small smile. She gestured for me to come closer.

"I feel like I can hear voices. Not jus' any, though. It's like they're people's thoughts," Kelly told me, "You should believe me after what you just did."

I nodded. She may have a heavy accent, but she is quite perceptive when she wants to be. "I think I do… but we can't tell the others. At least not yet. If we're both affected, they could be, too. They may not have figured it out yet. If we tell too soon, they won't believe us."

"I migh' probably go fockin' crazy jus' listenin' to people's mind," Kelly muttered.

"We'll wait and see tomorrow, Kelly," I assured her. "You alright, though?"

"Yeah… why is a girl like you in Communi'y Payback, anyway?" Kelly wondered. "You seem too nice."

"Girls like me have suppressed anger," I told her.

We walked out the room just as the boys started to talk about the probation worker. "Can we just leave? Where's the probation worker?" Curtis asked.

"I think there's something wrong with him," Simon said, still holding his phone. "Like he was having a spasm."

"Or he was probably fakin' it to get some compensation," Nathan said. He twitched his head, "W-w-wanker!"

I shook my head, standing next to the Irish idiot. "I'm pretty sure that's not faking, Nate. Oh!" I turned to him. "Can I crash at your place for tonight? My landlord kicked me out and Tracy doesn't want to be too involved anymore."

"Really? Well that bitch can suck it. Besides, I'm pretty sure my mam likes you more than me," Nathan said, ruffling my hair.

"What are we waiting for?" Alisha asked in a bored tone.

"The probation worker," Curtis answered.

Alisha sneered. "I'm not waiting for anything. I'm leavin'."

We all left one by one, me following Nathan to his place. It's been awhile since I've seen his mam and hopefully her view of me hasn't changed since the news of my court order. The walk there was quite peaceful. And by peaceful, it's just Nathan babbling on with his nonsense while I space out. He knows I do that a lot, but he just carries on anyways.

When we reached his door, he fished out his keys and tried the locks. He paused and looked up at me with a confused expression. Shit, what happened? Nathan banged on the door.

"Mam, open the door," he shouted.

"I changed the locks," his mom said, her voice louder as she leaned against the wall across from the door.

"I'm with Nathan right now," I called out to her, hoping that would change her mind. "I have nowhere else to stay."

"Kori," she whispered, then said louder, "I'm so sorry. I can't let you two in. If Nathan stays, he leaves."

"What? The guy is a complete dildo," Nathan argued. I smacked him on the head. "It's true!"

"Why do you always insult people?" she cried, taking a deep breath. "Your things are packed near the garage. I even put some money in your knapsack."

"Mam, you can't do this! Mam!" Nathan yelled, banging on the glass of the door.

I grabbed his shoulders. "Enough, let's go back to the community centre."

"Kori, you could always stay. You know that, right?" His mam called out to me.

It was true, I could stay. Would that be fair, though? Nathan's my best friend, and to stay at his home while he's kicked out… he'll be too bitter with me. Despite him being a royal asshole, he is also like a brother to me. We grew up together, we fought together, we work together, and we might as well suffer together. This the price I pay, trading proper shelter for a douche. But I'm not losing another sibling again.

"It's fine. I'll keep an eye on Nathan for you," I said, grabbing a duffle bag smaller than my own. "Let's go, Nate," I told him.

He growled, giving the door one last bang before grabbing the rest of his stuff. As we walked away, I heard the faint tears from his mother. I inhaled deeply, wishing none of this had ever happened. Nathan loved his mam so much without admitting it. All this time, dragging me into his evil plans to drive her boyfriends away was to save her from getting hurt.

Nathan insisted on trying to call of his friends that he insulted, telling me that they know he was just joking around. I knew that arguing this time would be pointless. He'll know why I told him to head back to the centre.

Several tries later, he gave up. We got the rest of my things from my flat and headed to the community centre. There, we made makeshift beds and resting areas. Nathan somehow obtained the keys to most of the doors around the centre so we could get around easily. I set my 'bed' next to his, using a jacket as a pillow.

"Everything will be fine, shorty," Nathan assured me, "Just you and me against the world." Yes, us against the world.

The next day, I left early to get some cereal boxes from the nearest Tesco store and handed some to Nathan. By the time I got back, he resorted to junk from the snack machine. He accepted to box with a pout, showing me that talking to his mother hasn't gone as plan.

After devouring several handfuls of dry cereal, Nathan told me to follow him. He led me to an area near the back where we could crawl out so the others won't know we're homeless. He went first, lifting the black garbage door up and slipped through with some struggle. I shook my head and went after, slipping out easier since I was smaller. Nathan took out a cigarette and stuck it between his teeth. I reached out to grab it, but he slapped my hand away.

We joined the others, red paint on the walls as we walked passed. "I'm going to kill you," it read. I stopped and stood next to Simon.

"I think this is a hidden message," I heard Nathan said. "Like that police monkey with a Tesco bag."

"But who would want to kill us?" Curtis said.

Tony stalk towards the rest of the group. "Someone's having a laugh," Curtis told him.

"… anti-social behavior," Tony said awkwardly, the only part I could catch as I began my train of thought. Tony has been acting strange this morning. Now that I remember, he was also struck by the lightning. If Kelly can read minds and I have some type of healing powers, surely he would have something, too.

We walked together into the locker room and got our jumpsuits on after assigned to clean up the paint. Like always, Alisha was staring at herself in the mirror, wearing a bikini underneath. Nathan was walking around shirtless with the jumpsuit at his hips. I began brushing my hair when I heard Simon from the bathroom.

"Hey, isn't this Gary's cap?" He asked them. I looked around and saw no Gary in sight. No one even noticed Simon.

"Guys, there's blood on it," he said louder. Again, no one answered. What was wrong with them? I could hear him perfectly. "Uhh… ah!" He groaned before I could say anything to him. I turned, wide eyed as Simon disappeared. I looked at the mirror to get a better view of what was going on from my angle, to see only Alisha. I closed my locker door, leaving my phone inside, and joined the others in the middle as they filed out, grabbing a scrubbing brush and a bucket. Simon was right there, but his reflection was nowhere to be seen. I guess this was his power, to turn invisible. I stood in place, watching as they left.

"Simon," I whispered.

He grabbed my shoulders even though I still couldn't see him, yet a saw a faint haze that outlined his body. "Can you see me? What is happening?" His head started to twitch in a frenzy. He glanced back at the mirror and saw himself again.

"I don't know what's going on, but it's not only you," I assured him.

"Why couldn't they see me… did I… did I turn invisible?" His voice cracked. His jaw clenched, the way it does when he's thinking.

I sighed. "It seems so… Look, we have to go or else Tony'll get mad."

Simon nodded, then frowned as a thought struck him. "What happened to Gary?"

"Don't know either. You know what, I'll go tell Tony, you go on ahead."

Once he left, with reluctance, I went out to search for Tony. I searched outside near the entrance, but saw no one. So I went back to the bathroom where Simon saw Gary's cap and did my own investigation. The smell from the last stall reeked of iron. The door was torn to bits, revealing more blood inside. I conclusion, Gary was attacked! I had to find Tony soon.

"Urggh!" A shout of pure rage echoed from outside.

I stepped around the blood and raced outside, just in time to see Tony run off with a piece of the metal gate. I ran inside to find Nathan, Curtis, and Simon playing foosball.

"-well, us two with the chicks, it looks like you pull the short end of the straw," Nathan mocked, pointing at Simon. Curtis shook his head and laughed.

"But there's Kori," Simon said softly.

"What? You and Mulan? No, man, but you can try. If you've managed that, then you're not the guy I thought you were," Curtis said.

"Where's Kelly?" I shouted breathlessly, ignoring their conversation. If what I just saw was true, Tony could have been the one that attacked Gary. No one was strong enough to rip a piece of metal off with bare hands. Perhaps it's the effects of the lightning.

"Are you okay?" Simon asked, looking nervous.

"Where've you been, shorts?" Nathan said with a smirk.

"Where. Is. Kelly?" I yelled, adrenaline pumping through my veins.

"She ran off after having a strange fit. Guess she didn't want to talk about the tingling in my anus," Nathan drawled.

I scoffed in frustration, not wanting to question it, and took off to trace Tony's steps.

"What, weird kid? Ready to bet on it?" Nathan teased Simon when he saw how uncomfortable and tense he was when I ran out.

"Shut up," Simon said, looking down

It's been almost 10 minutes with no luck. They should have been here. I trekked backwards, trying to remember what path Kelly would take if she was being chased… She ran down the stairs and probably went around to find the nearest entrance.

"Kori!" Kelly shouted, sprinting with tears in her eyes, "Run!"

The fight or flight instinct kicked in once my eyes landed on Tony's – white with rage. "We need to warn the others!" Kelly said. I followed Kelly down the path towards the double doors. Kelly rammed through, falling from the force. I skidded in before turning around and locking the doors.

"Way to make an entrance, you two," Nathan said with amusement.

"He's goin' to kill us! The probation worker!" Kelly warned them.

"Have you been sniffing glue?" Alisha mocked.

"Have you been sucking cock?" I mimicked. Nathan has been a terrible influence on me over the years. His eyes widened with shock and a hint of pride at my rare display of aggression.

"Why are you in a wheelchair?" Kelly asked Nathan.

Nathan pulled a serious face. "It's 'cuz the lightning. It left a tingling in my anus and now I can't feel my legs." Kelly looked at him in disgust.

I paced around, pulling at my hair. Tony turns into a raging beast, Kelly can hear thoughts, Simon can turn invisible… In this situation, shit will hit the fan if no one listens. I was supposed to finish my community service then leave for the city, maybe go out of the country with Nate. Having super powers was not part of the plan. What would my parents say in a situation like this? Take a deep breath and let it all out?

"I can turn invisible," Simon spoke up.

"So… what? You can read minds and he can turn invisible? What about you, Mulan?" Curtis said in disbelief. I ignored him and the new nickname they've come up with.

"And has anyone witnessed this disappearance?" Nathan pushed, turning his wheelchair towards the quiet boy.

"Kori did, sort of," Simon replied, "but no one else noticed."

"Aw, that's really touching that you actually shared a moment with a girl. Is your cherry going to pop soon, then?" Nathan wheeled over to him. "Trying doing it now," he humored him.

I couldn't help but think of how genuine Simon's soul is by the effort that he used to try to turn invisible again. His eyes were shut tight and his strain was visible. Opening his eyes, he asked Nathan if he could see him, and, of course, Nathan said no but tossed a can at his face.

"Stop it, Nate!" I growled, pushing his wheelchair away, "this is serious!"

"This is getting ridiculous," Curtis said, walked towards the door.

"No, don't!" Kelly protested.

It was too late. Once Curtis opened the door, Kelly pushed him aside and got hit right in the head with the piece of metal. Her head crashed to the wall from the force, and she collapsed. I ran to her, hoping the injury could be healed. Then everything slowed with only Curtis' heavy breathing and wild eyes moving quickly. I felt myself moving backwards along with everything else until it froze and replayed again.

"Can you see me?" Simon asked meekly, waving a hand in front of Nathan.

"No, I can't. You're invisible," Nathan said, tossing a can at his face.

"She's telling the truth," Curtis said firmly. We all turned to him. "Both of them. This all happened before. I opened the door and she died," he continued, gesturing towards Kelly. I stared at him. He turned back time, I saw it. Why can't they?

"This is complete bull," Nathan said, standing up from his chair.

"No!" Kelly and I shouted.

"I'm telling you, don't open that door," Curtis pleaded.

Nathan opened the door, then quickly locked it. "He's right. The probation worker has gone mental!" He screamed when Tony banged the door.

"You idiot!" I shouted, hitting his head.

The group stood side by side, jumping at every bang. "Could be crystal meth, right? That stuff can make you crazy…" Alisha reasoned, talking about her friend who nearly shagged her own brother. Kelly and I looked at her with a "What the fuck" face.

"'I'm going to kill you', he wrote that," Simon said, figuring it out. I grabbed his sleeve.

"Bit too late to figure that out, love," I said, thinking of a way out.

"What I tell you? There's a hidden meaning… or not," Nathan said.

"Has anything happened to you?" Kelly asked Alisha.

"No!" Alisha looked at the others. "We should call the police."

"He took our phones," Simon reminded them.

The banging stopped. Alisha turned to Kelly and I accusingly. "Why did you two come back, dickheads?"

"What do you know, bitch?" Kelly snapped.

"Shut up, you chav," Alisha retorted.

I pulled Kelly back. "Call her a chav one more time and I'll kick you so hard in your cunt that your cherry splits and your ovaries are damaged! Now all of you, shut the fuck up. We came back to warn you and we could have left you." Kelly nodded.

"Damn, shorty," Nathan praised.

"Every single one of you, I'm tired of you judging me, now fuck off!" Kelly added.

"Whatevers, I'm getting out of here," Alisha dismissed.

We followed her towards the backdoor. Nathan slipped next to me. "Oh god!" I shouted at the sight of blood. I exchanged a look with Kelly as she read my thoughts on what I've discovered in the bathroom.

"Oh god, get it off me!" Nathan squirmed, rubbing his hands clean on his jumpsuit.

Curtis walked forward, collecting his wits, then yanked the bloody locker opened. Alisha screamed and they all jumped back. I gripped Simon's sleeve once again, knowing that it was actually Gary.

"He's going to kill us," Alisha whimpered.

"That's what we've been trying to tell you guys," I mumbled.

"Everything's going to be alright," Curtis assured Alisha, "We'll just go to the police-". He touched her arm and gasped. "You're so beautiful, I want to bone you!" He let go, his senses turning normal until Alisha tried to slap him. With his athletic reflexes, he grabbed her arm again. "I want to shag you, right now!" Again, Alisha released his grip. "What did I do?"

It seemed that every time Curtis touched her arm, he gained an uncontrollable lust for her. My train of thought broke when I heard that Simon figured it out as well. Alisha stared at her hands, then looked at Simon. She touched his neck and he gasped.

"I'm so hard for you. I want to rip your clothes off and piss on your tits!" Simon growled in lust.

This somehow made me upset. It was not because of what he said, just the fact that she was using him as a test subject. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him away from Alisha. Simon slowly got his senses back as soon as Alisha's hand slipped off, gasping.

"You sick bastard," Nathan laughed.

Alisha tested again, grabbing my wrist. I gasped. Instead of directing the sudden burst of sexual attraction towards Alisha, I turned and grabbed Simon by the hair and yanked him down while my other arm was still attached to her. "Mine!" I unconsciously growled, smothering his lips with my own. He tensed, but moved with me. I gasped away as Alisha removed her hand from me. I looked at the others, then back at Simon. His eyes were wide and his pupils were blown out.

"Does it only work on men?" Alisha wondered, reaching for Kelly.

"Erm, don't fockin' touch me," Kelly snapped, then went on, "She has a power, too. She can heal people, and she can see Simon and Curtis' power. Maybe she reacts differently than us."

"Or maybe she wanted to kiss weird kid," Nathan said with a smirk.

The moment was forgotten as Tony crashed through the glass doors, reaching for us. We scrambled out of his reach. Kelly grabbed the nearest object she could find and swung at him. He collapsed with a loud thud. His head had a severe gash, but there was a slight twitch that could be barely seen.

"Is he dead?" Alisha asked.

Nathan leaned forward, hands on his knees. "Um, I'm no doctor, but see the way his head's caved in? What do you think, Dr. Kori-anne Lin?"

As I backed away, I slipped on Gary's blood, making it easy for Tony to grab me as his hand shot out. His grip tightened around my ankle, like he was about to snap it off. Before he could pull me, Kelly ran up and repeatedly smashed his head.

"I. Am. Not. A. Chav!" she said with each smash.

"That would do it," Nathan squeaked, pulled at his curls with dispair.

We had just killed our probation officer. No one would believe our story at all and think that we killed Tony and Gary. Simon suggested that if there's no body, there's no crime. I nodded in agreement. Nathan added that by using the wheelchairs, it would look like a couple of young offenders taking the specials out on a walk in the sunshine. So, it was decided that we buried the bodies under the bridge, near the river, where no one would look. We made a pact that not a single word would be spoken to anyone about the bodies or what the storm did to us.

"Hold on a minute, how come all of you have some special power? How come all of you can do something except me?" Nathan protested, pointing at Simon, "He can do something. HE can do something! That's ridiculous, I mean look at him."

Simon wiped some sweat from his forehead with a dirty hand.

"He's cute, so what?" I countered. They all looked at me with raised eyebrows, but I just shrugged. Apparently, during these recent events, shame and embarrassment doesn't affect me that much.

"Maybe you can do something," Simon said, a bit flustered, "you just don't know what it is yet."

"Aw, that's sweet now that you know my Asian sister wants to get in your pants as much as you want to get in hers, you're being so nice to me," Nathan mocked. I glared at him, but he continued, "Maybe my power is feeling no pain!"

Kelly read my mind, no pun intended, and smacked the back of his head. "Did you feel that?" We exchanged a smirk and continued to shovel dirt into the pit.

The next day, Tony's colleague came in and asked the group if we know anything about Tony's and Gary's disappearance. Nathan volunteered, starting legit until he reached the part about them being butt naked in the toilets, having a homosexual affair. The woman was speechless, walking away. I face palmed.

On the roof, all six of us stared out to the city, standing near the edge. Kelly suggested the idea of others being affected by the storm as well. Nathan brushed it off as a phenomenon that only happens in America.

"Maybe we were meant to be superheroes," Simon said.

"Then what kind of fucked up world would let that happen?"

Indeed. All I knew was that the best and worst has yet to come.

An: Well, that's episode one for ya! I personally like Kelly as a person. I would want a friend like that.