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Opal jogged down the hallway and into the file room. Tall metal filing cabinets lined the walls. She walked to the nearest one. Mutants were organized by age. No good. The next had them organized by name. That was no good. The next had them organized by power. Perfect. Opal ripped open the top drawer. A-E it read. Se leafed through the powers, trying desperately to find something helpful. Nothing. The second drawer was the same. And the third. She checked all the drawers, and then crossed to the next cabinet. She leafed through it. Opal glanced at all of the files. Then she stopped, and leafed through them again. What was it that she had seen? She pulled out a small file. 'Anti-deception' it read. Opal opened the file. The first page was a small explanation to the gift.
"Anti-deception", it read, "Means that no one can lie to the mutant with this gift. Even if the culprit does lie, then the mutant will only hear the truth. The mutant will only see, hear, or touch things that are real. You cannot manipulate their mind.
Opal grinned. This was handy. She closed her eyes and concentrated. How was she going to get at the feel of the gift? She needed to know what it felt like. She opened her eyes and picked up the file once more. She flipped over the explanation page, and read the file of the mutant with this power. She lived in New York City. Opal closed her eyes and breathed deeply. She fixed the girl's picture in her eyes and concentrated. Her mental self was instantly placed in New York. Opal took a deep breath and concentrated, looking for this girl. She soared around the city. It was no use. There were to many people. Opal exhaled deeply, She would 'look' for mutant thought patterns, and go from there. She blocked out all of the humans. There were a lot more mutants than she had expected. Her physical self read the age of the girl. Seventeen. She blocked out all of the children and adults. Then all the boys. Now there were only twenty two to check. She blocked out all the ones just reaching adolescence. Only ten. She took a breath and held it. There were four mutant girls around seventeen in the same place. 'Opal' swooped towards them. She searched their faces and thoughts. One was a fetcher. One was a fire-starter, and one was telepathic. The fourth was... bingo. Opal reached into her mind. How to feel her talent? That was easy. Have one of the other girls lie to her. Opal broke off another piece of her mind and fed it gently into one of the other girl's mind. The fire-starter's.
"My hair is pink," the fire-starter said, but the Anti-deception mutant heard, "My hair is blonde". Opal smiled.
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A/N: I know that this is short, but in the next chapter, I'm brining in some new characters, and here is where they come in. If that makes sense. Oh well.
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Opal jogged down the hallway and into the file room. Tall metal filing cabinets lined the walls. She walked to the nearest one. Mutants were organized by age. No good. The next had them organized by name. That was no good. The next had them organized by power. Perfect. Opal ripped open the top drawer. A-E it read. Se leafed through the powers, trying desperately to find something helpful. Nothing. The second drawer was the same. And the third. She checked all the drawers, and then crossed to the next cabinet. She leafed through it. Opal glanced at all of the files. Then she stopped, and leafed through them again. What was it that she had seen? She pulled out a small file. 'Anti-deception' it read. Opal opened the file. The first page was a small explanation to the gift.
"Anti-deception", it read, "Means that no one can lie to the mutant with this gift. Even if the culprit does lie, then the mutant will only hear the truth. The mutant will only see, hear, or touch things that are real. You cannot manipulate their mind.
Opal grinned. This was handy. She closed her eyes and concentrated. How was she going to get at the feel of the gift? She needed to know what it felt like. She opened her eyes and picked up the file once more. She flipped over the explanation page, and read the file of the mutant with this power. She lived in New York City. Opal closed her eyes and breathed deeply. She fixed the girl's picture in her eyes and concentrated. Her mental self was instantly placed in New York. Opal took a deep breath and concentrated, looking for this girl. She soared around the city. It was no use. There were to many people. Opal exhaled deeply, She would 'look' for mutant thought patterns, and go from there. She blocked out all of the humans. There were a lot more mutants than she had expected. Her physical self read the age of the girl. Seventeen. She blocked out all of the children and adults. Then all the boys. Now there were only twenty two to check. She blocked out all the ones just reaching adolescence. Only ten. She took a breath and held it. There were four mutant girls around seventeen in the same place. 'Opal' swooped towards them. She searched their faces and thoughts. One was a fetcher. One was a fire-starter, and one was telepathic. The fourth was... bingo. Opal reached into her mind. How to feel her talent? That was easy. Have one of the other girls lie to her. Opal broke off another piece of her mind and fed it gently into one of the other girl's mind. The fire-starter's.
"My hair is pink," the fire-starter said, but the Anti-deception mutant heard, "My hair is blonde". Opal smiled.
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A/N: I know that this is short, but in the next chapter, I'm brining in some new characters, and here is where they come in. If that makes sense. Oh well.