Hunter

Well, breakfast had been a success. Dylan probably thinks I'm a Fruit Loop but that's ok. He had Nancy's apple cake, he would never want to leave now! Haha, not like he had a choice. My entire property was surrounded by an electric net that would shock anyone who touched it nearly to death…except birds. No one could escape this place unless Roger came and took them. Ok, well Nancy and Harry could leave whenever they liked, but whatever.

Anyway I met Dylan in my office shortly after breakfast. My office is a nice place, I guess, it has a computer, file cabinets, and a wall covered in pictures of every mutant I had ever trained. I spend about three hours a year in here.

He knocked on the door and I let him in.

"Welcome to Hunter's office. Here is where they think I spend all of my time, yet really this is probably the only time you will ever see the office. So take a good look, ask questions and then we will get down to business."

"Ok" He said laughing. He looked around the room "Can we look at those pictures?"

"Sure" We walked over together. "This is Freya, she was my first student. She was part fish. I guess you could call her a mermaid, whenever water touched her she could become a mermaid. Here this is Josh, he was part bear, and he is really strong. That there is Mitchie, she is part cheetah and can run really fast. Here is Max II, she was one of my best students, and she had wings like us. Oh and this is Mara, my most recent student, she was part panther." I smiled remember good times with all of them. There were about 30 mutants on that wall, but not all of them I had liked.

"What about those guys?" Dylan pointed to my biggest picture frame. It was full of pictures of six bird kids.

"That's the Flock. Here is the original Max, this is Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy and Angel…and Total the dog. I have never trained them, but I admire them greatly, someday I want to meet them."

"You stalk them?" Dylan asked grinning at me.

"I have a boring life." I shrugged, but yes, technically he was right, I do stalk them, mostly to try and help them. Since I have aided them with my 'voice in Max's head' I count them as my trainees, but nobody knew about that.

The rest of the day was me doing technical stuff. Like taking down his height, his weight, and the circumference of his biceps (ok so maybe that wasn't necessary, but it was fun). Then I asked him to do pushups.

"What?"

"Get on the ground and do pushups."

"How many?"

"Until you fall over and die." I tried to keep a straight face. He rolled his eyes at me and began. He did 200 pushups. Which was pretty good number.

"Ok great. Sit-up time."

"Until I fall over and die again?"

"You're getting the idea."

He did 450.

"Swell job Mr. Dylan. Ok now how long can you fly? So just take off and stay in the air right here for as long as you can." Another eye roll.

He did five minutes.

"Ok here's a bottle of water. Take five minutes then we will see how long you can run for."

He jogged steadily around the property for about 30 minutes, then I got bored.

"Lunch time!" I decided and we went inside the cool house. Nancy made lemonade and sandwiches. We ate in silence at first.

"So you drill all of your subjects to death?"

"Of course."

"So…"

"Can I do all of the things I force you to do? Of course I can. When you can beat me at any of the things I make you do, you get to be the trainer…for a day. If you ever become more powerful than me completely, then you can be the master."

"How many of your students have ever beaten you?"

"Josh beat me at pushups; Mitchie beat me at running, and Max II beat me at sit-ups, and pushups." I was rather proud of the fact that out of all the mutants I had ever seen, the flyers were the most powerful overall. No school like the old school. Haha.

"What is your record number of pushups?" Dylan asked

"I'm not going to say."

"Why?"

"Because break time is over."