Bill walked home, whistling. Everything was going great for him-he got a big promotion, he was about to get married, he was going to be a father in a couple months, and he had that special skill.
Bill decided to hide the skill from other people: they might think he was a monster, and he wasn't quite sure what was happening. Still, it was fun to have a superpower: he always wanted powers as a kid.
Checking his messages, he found an odd one sent today.
"Hello, my name is Chandra Suresh. I'm a genetics professor, and for many years I have been compelling a list of people with special DNA. You may have loads of questions about what is happening to you, so please call me back at 378-867-5309."
Hmmm? Bill wandered, could this man help me? He reached out to call back, but before he could he heard a noise.
I crouched behind the sofa. I was almost nervous: this guy has a job; people are going to miss him. Brian Davis lived alone, had no family, and was a nobody. His murder was easy to cover up. But this is going to be harder.
It had been a month since my first murder. My telekinesis was really improving, and I found I could now break things. This would be used to my advantage.
I quietly tiptoed behind him when his back was turned. Then I pinned him down telekinetically.
"Wha-what are you doing? Who are you? How come I can't move?" the pathetic man whimpered.
I merely laughed. He was worthless to me now; I'm not answering his questions. Then I started to steal his power.
I sliced an incision in his forehead, and started to cut around. He was instantly dead. The top of his head was sliced off: with care, I removed his brain and concentrated on it.
You remember how I said I can see how things work? Well, I saw his brain. I could see the exact spot where his extra chromosome was, and what ability resulted. With concentration, I was able to give myself the extra chromosome. I had his power.
I decided to test out my new ability. Spraying ice around the penthouse, I quietly left.