Pouge had rushed over as soon as Caleb had called. As he walked through the dorm-room door he saw the effect the discovery of another possible Son Of Ipswich had had on Caleb.
The desk had been smashed into several hundred pieces, books were ripped apart and they, as well as their ripped out pages, were whirling around in a mini tornado. The lights were flickering and the lamp was attempting to smash itself against the wall. 'How much magic has he used?' Pouge wondered to himself, starting to worry. He found Caleb curled up in a ball in a corner of his bed.
"Caleb?"
A picture flew at him so fast he had to duck to avoid having his head taken off. It embedded itself in the wall behind Pouge's head.
"SHIT CALEB! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?"
Caleb trembled on the bed.
"I can't handle another one, not after Chase. Not after he almost killed everyone."
Pouge bent to hug him.
"Maybe he's not evil"
"I hope not."
III
Caleb Danvers, Pouge Parry, Reid Garwin, and Tyler Sims, four of the Sons Of Ipswich, were staking out a house. The boy in the picture had gone into it with his boyfriend an hour and a half previous. And they were tired of waiting.
Tyler stalked over to Pouge to complain.
"I wanna go home. I don't think this guy is actually another Son and I know you don't either so why are we here?"
"It's putting Cal at ease and besides, we don't know that he has no powers. He could just be able control them."
They walked over to the edge of the roof and looked across the street.
"Maybe we should just-"
A sudden explosion knocked them both clean across the roof.