When someone falls into a position of power, they are respected and, in some cases, feared. They are respected because they have the power to make changes, some as small as the color of a wall, some as profound as leading a company going downhill back into a thriving business. They are feared because there are people who would abuse their power and no one can tell when they will snap. This is my story of power.

My story starts in a subway in New York City. I was casually wandering and sight-seeing when I felt a presence of someone that seemed to stand out in the crowd. It was as if nobody else could see him. He blended into the crowd almost too well. I was curious as to why this caught my attention, so I followed him. He led me out of the subway, and almost out of the city. The chase ended when this mysterious person noticed I was following him and dashed into an alley. I turned into the alley and was greeted by a wall. Just before the wall was a strong smelling cloud of black smoke. I heard a small explosion above me, so I looked up. I saw someone climbing the wall, and behind him another cloud of smoke. I watched his climbing very carefully. It was very graceful, even acrobatic. I wondered if I could climb like that. It looked really easy. I found out It wasn't, but I could still do it. I jumped at the wall and started climbing. I was at the top just after this person. I was again greeted by a cloud of smoke. I heard the quiet explosion behind me, and before I could turn around someone grabbed me and we were suddenly 25 feet away from the alley I had just climbed. My captor gently dropped me on the roof because I was very dazed.

"Vhy are you following me?" I got to my feet and replied

"I haven't any idea." That was when I got a look at this person. He was blue, had bright yellow eyes, and a very quick tail.

"Vell, I see you are a mutant, no human could have followed me in that alley and there are some mutants who vould have been stopped also." I was puzzled.

"I'm a what?" I was given a short sigh in reply.

"There is someone I vould like you to meet. Can you come with me?" I hesitated. Why should I trust him? Another sigh was the response again.

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am Kurt Wagner. I live at an academy not far from here. The head professor and founder of the academy is who I want you to meet" I was surprised that someone could trust me so quickly as to take me to their home. I had to ask something on my mind first.

"Is this professor blue also?" Kurt laughed.

"Nein, he actually looks a bit like you, if only older. Vat is your name?"

"My name is Davan Hill, and I think we should start toward the academy."

The trip was interesting, at least. We jumped from roof to roof, most jumps being impossible for a human, until we came to a sheer drop. Kurt looked down off the roof, while I took a breather.

"Are you tired, Davan?"

"Not really, but that's the best workout I've had since I was ten."

"Ready to continue?

"Yes, I-" Before I could finish Kurt grabbed me and suddenly we were on a roof some 4 stories lower than the one we were on a moment ago. I think I panicked during that moment.

"What the-"

"My ability is to teleport. I should have warned you first."

"Th-that's okay. Whoa. Uh... Can we do that again? Just a couple of feet." Kurt nodded, and suddenly we were about two feet further north.

"Do you think I could do that?"

"Probably not, all of the mutants I've seen-" I cut him off by teleporting back two feet south.

"Nevermind, we are almost there. Let's go."