Chapter One: The First Attack

It was a dark and gloomy day that it began. I was standing on the edge of a building in New York, looking down at the mortal people below. I could almost feel their pain. The suffering of life in these dark dark times. Or was it just me? I had been spending a lot of time alone in the city, watching how they lived along everyday, knowing they could die at any second. How they went on knowing that fact. The sky had finally been completely blocked by the shaded clouds, so I pulled my hood on, and I concentrated on a spot on the sidewalk where people had neglected to walk for some time. Soon, I was walking down the wet sidewalk, avoiding people who might find me as too different. After all, I was different from the rest of them. But my powers were uncontrolled then. They were more of an impulse when they happened than an ability to use them. But not that day. That day had been different for me...it was the first day I was attacked by Itex. I had been walking down the sidewalk in the rain from the storm, and all of a sudden, I was being pushed against a wall with a gun to the side of my head. But still silence as people walked by without noticing anything. The person who had pushed me against the wall was an assassin named Erazi. He was known for being the silent of all the assassins at Itex. You see, Itex had more than just scientific experiments that occurred in their labs. They also experimented with natural ability. They brought the unused places in the brain that brought powers to people, such as invisibility or strength. Most of these experiments died, but it was said that there were ten that survived. They named these ten assassins for Itex that were assigned to kill me. Their job was to do whatever possible to get me to die, and it wasn't a matter of them doing it themselves, or making me go so mad I kill myself. Erazi was able to be invisible to the mortal world, perfect for a killer, but only if assigned to someone else. I could see him just as clearly as you could see me, but that didn't help me in this situation. "Your time is up. You know this couldn't have gone on forever, Polar." I spit on his shirt, making him tighten his grip on me. "Don't call me that. You should know better, you invisible shady freak!" He gave a small hiss and pushed his blade deeper to my throat. This is where my power came in handy. As he pushed his blade to a spot which would have normally have taken my neck out, I evaporated into water. I could tell his surprise when he gave a small shriek when I came up behind him and smashed him with a rock to the side of his face. He crashed to the ground, and I had looked down at my hand, which was still partially see through, dripping small droplets of water that looked like rain coming from the sky. I gazed down at his withering body and smirked. "Polar my ass." I started walking back down the sidewalk, letting my too-long dark hair to get wet as I did so. I thought I would have felt great at that point, but instead, I fell to the wet sidewalk, clenching my head. A throbbing pain was enveloping me into a migraine that I couldn't bare. After that, I remember only one thing and that was screaming for help before the dark lines in my vision blurred out everything. It was like going into a comma that I could feel.

The administrator looked at the panel on the wall, watching the four lights blink on and off again leaving a tiny clicking sound every other second. "Do they all have their connection?" The tech had said behind him. The administrator looked down at his clipboard and the data written on it: Max, Daniel, Polar. There was one more name on the clipboard, but it was unimportant he was told. They had said that name was not a name he had needed to know. They said to make the lights blink when they connected, but not to label the lights. The administrator knew the pattern all the same though. He didn't need labels to tell him which was which. All four blinked though, changing his decision on who the first light belonged to. "Yes. I do believe they have connected...but the signal is weak, Phelps. Get the Captain, I need to talk to him about the connections." Phelps nodded behind the Administrator and started to walk to the captain's office. "Oh, and Phelps.." the skinny marine officer turned and looked at the administrator, waiting for another order. "God's speed to it!" Phelps nodded, turned and quickly walked down the dimly lit hallway, as the Administrator looked back at the board's lights. "Something is off...i know it..."