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Hey guys, I know that it's technically Sunday morning but you have to forgive me. I fell asleep at like four o'clock this afternoon and didn't wake up until a few minute ago when I quickly added the final touches to this and posted. I am so sorry! Next chapter will be up by midnight next Saturday I promise. I hope you enjoy this chappie!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lab Rats, The Slicery (which was the name of the pizza place in Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and I'm stealing the name), or any comic books so please if I mess up on that, forgive me. I have no idea if there is a real comic called Project X, I just made that up to tie in with The Program thing and used the letter X because it's the most commonly used variable in math (yes, I'm a bit of a nerd). If there is a real comic called Project X, I don't own it. I do however own the plot, The Program, and my OC's.
Last Time
"Maybe you ditching me that night was a good thing, because I can say without a doubt that no matter what happened that night, or what you did, they would've got me. How could they not?" I announced firmly.
"They knew everything about me before they even met me."
Leo's POV
"Okay, let me get this straight. These people were stalking you?" Mom questioned. "Yep. For months before they first approached me they were watching me. They were studying my personality. Trying to figure out the best way to get to me I assume." I confirmed. "Wait, you mentioned that they approached you, and Mrs. Fox said they couldn't take no for an answer which implies you said no before." Chase pointed out to everyone's agreement.
I nodded and sighed. "Yeah, I thought about it. At first I didn't realize what she was talking about, but after a while I remembered. You see, Gen was dead on when she said it was strange that they kidnapped me instead of tricking me into joining or me being signed up like all of the other kids. But they did try to get me to join…"
Flashback
Adam, Chase, Captain Eyebrows, and I were in the comic book store, which was usually my own personal heaven. Rows upon rows upon rows of beautiful glossy comics everywhere you looked. Posters of every superhero imaginable lined the walls. People who shared my passion for comics bustled about looking for the new issue of their favorite series. It was a sunny day so light was pouring in from the windows in the front of the store that displayed rare comics I would kill to get my hands on. It was pure bliss; or it would be if a certain eyebrow menace wasn't here.
He was talking to my brothers a couple rows over and I was scanning the row I was in for any comics I didn't already have; a tough feat. I already had a couple in my basket. I saw a vividly colored one on the shelf that looked interesting. I grabbed it off but before I could take a better look I heard a voice sound from beside me.
"You like comic books huh?" A female voice said. I glanced beside me. It was a woman who looked to be about mom's age. She was wearing a crisp white button up jacket over a black blouse and white slacks with simple black heels. She had a coffee cup in one hand and a clipboard in the other. All in all she looked nothing like someone into comics, she radiated reality and professionalism.
"Yeah, I love superheroes." I admitted, turning on my guard. You would not believe how many times I got the stranger danger talk when I was younger. Not that I was that worried. I was in a shop full of people including my two older, bionic, brothers and their bionic 'friend'. As much as I hate to admit it, Marcus wasn't going to let someone else hurt me, at the very least not in front of my brothers. If he sat back and did nothing when I was obviously in danger it could threaten his 'friendship' with my siblings.
Besides, this woman didn't look all that dangerous (though I will acknowledge that looks can be deceiving), plus she didn't have a hand free to grab me or do anything to me. She didn't appear to be that strong either; her figure was slender. She had ashy skin and platinum blonde hair that was pulled into a tight bun. Her hair had to be dyed. No hair is naturally that bright. Her eyes were a light chestnut brown. She was wearing make up, but it wasn't too heavy. Some smoky eyeshadow, a light pink blush, a little mascara, and a deep burgundy lipstick. Her richly colored lips were currently curved into a slight smile. Overall not a person I was terribly scared of.
"Who doesn't?" She replied questioningly. "Supervillains." I responded logically. She chuckled lightly. "Fair enough." She conceded. "You don't look like the type of person that reads comics." I stated. "You have excellent deductive reasoning and you are correct, I am not a big fan of comics." She agreed. "Then why are you in a comic book store?" I questioned. "Actually, I'm here for you Mr. Dooley." She said to my shock.
"Okay, how do you know my name? And what do you mean you're here for me?" I interrogated suspiciously. Debating whether or not I should just run away now. "You may relax Mr. Dooley, I have no desire to harm you or your family." She informed with a glance to my siblings who were still engrossed in a conversation with Captain Eyebrows. Of course, that didn't help me relax; it just put me more on edge.
How did she know me and my family? I'd never met this woman in my life, I was sure of that. "How do you know me?" I asked warily, still considering running. "Mr. Dooley, your step-father is a multibillionaire inventor who is often featured in magazines; your mother's marriage to him was very big news so reporters dug up everything they could find on her, including who her son is. Believe or not, you're pretty recognizable." She reasoned. While her explanation did make sense, I got the feeling she was lying to me, or at least not telling the whole truth. "If you have something to discuss with my step-dad you should really contact him or his company directly. He always replies…eventually." I told her.
She laughed and shook her head. "I'm not here for you step-father Mr. Dooley, I'm here for you." She repeated her earlier statement. "What do you want with me?" I questioned taking an instinctive step back. "Well, you love superheroes right?" She answered my question with a question. "Yeah." I replied curiously, not having a clue where she was going with this. "What would you say if I told you that instead of just reading about superheroes you could be one?" She inquired. "I'd say you were trying to sell me something." I shot back. Judging by her look she could be a saleswoman.
She laughed again. "Mr. Dooley, I work for a program dedicated to helping young people like yourself reach their full potential. We've been very interested in you for a while. We think you'd be perfect for The Program. We'd like for you to join us. Together we could do great things." She informed me.
I didn't know how to feel about this. On one hand, it sounded interesting. Becoming a superhero and reaching my full potential sounded nice, and I was flattered that they had chosen me of all kids as 'perfect' for their Program, and it didn't seem dangerous. But on the other hand I got the feeling she was lying earlier, so I still didn't know how she knew so much about me, she seemed reluctant to give any real detail on exactly what this Program does, and I was pretty content with my life right now; Captain Eyebrows was the only real dark spot.
"I'm flattered, and I thank you for the opportunity, but I'm going to have to pass." I decided, going with my gut, though I stayed polite. She seemed disappointed and agitated. "That's a real shame Mr. Dooley. Everything we could have accomplished with you…" She trailed off, leaving me confused. What exactly were they trying to accomplish? "If you change your mind, call me." She added, handing me a business card before walking away. I watched her leave, following her as she walked down the row, and out of the store, the bell on the door tinkling in her wake. I noticed as she walked down across the street to a silver car she started talking on a blue tooth to someone. I shivered, though I wasn't quite sure why. She climbed in the car and drove off, with me watching even after her car was no longer visible.
"Leo, are you ready to go?" Adam's voice sounded from behind me, making me jump back; startled from being suddenly torn out of my consuming thoughts. "Whoa there little buddy, I didn't mean to scare you." He stated with a grin. I glanced back out the window, at the spot across the road where the silver car had sat. Adam's grin diminished at my silence and was replaced by a concerned look. "You okay Leo?" He inquired worriedly, looking out the window as if trying to see what I saw.
I needed to chill; I was getting all worked up over nothing. She asked me to join, I said no, that's that. Done and done…I hope. I realized Adam was still waiting for an answer. "Yeah, I'm fine Adam." I replied trying to shake off the unexplainable feelings the encounter with the Program lady had given me. "Where's Chase and Capt-Marcus?" I asked as I noticed they weren't there. I had barely stopped myself from using my nickname for Marcus; not in the mood for a 'you need to try to get along' lecture. I'm pretty sure Adam noticed, but seemed to be choosing to ignore it for once.
"They're waiting for us up front. Are you gonna get that?" He inquired. At first I was a little confused, but then I remembered the vividly-colored comic I had picked up right before I started talking to the Program lady. I looked down at it and read the title. Project X. I internally shivered, instantly reminded of The Program the lady spoke of. "Nah, I've already got this one." I lied, placing the comic back on its shelf.
We trekked to the front of the store while talking about what comics we had picked out. Adam had found eleven he wanted, Chase had found seven, Captain Eyebrows had found six, though I got the feeling he was only buying them because Adam, Chase, and I were all buying comics, I had only found three. When we got to the front of the store I went through Adam and Chase's stacks for ones that I already had and would let them borrow. There were some I thought they should have their own copies of, but I didn't mind sharing my collection with my brothers. In the end I kept my three, Captain Eyebrows kept his six obviously, because there is no way I'd let him come anywhere near my precious comic collection, but Adam ended up with four comics and Chase with two. We paid for them and headed out.
"By the way Adam, while you went to locate Leo, Bree texted and said we should meet her at The Slicery, you know that pizza place a couple blocks over, and Chase and I figured since it was so close to here we'd just walk over there and come grab the car later." Captain Eyebrows informed. "Coolio." Adam exclaimed, swinging the bag with his comics as he walked. "Adam, they're gonna fall out if you keep swinging the bag like that." Chase warned. "I'll do what I want." Adam shot back. "Guys stop fighting over the silliest stuff." Captain Eyebrows laughed. I stopped listening to their conversation as Adam and Chase laughed at something the eyebrow menace said. I fell behind them, feeling a little like the odd one out, but I brushed it off.
I peeked in at my shiny new comics with a smile; I couldn't wait to read them. I frowned a bit when I noticed the business card the Program lady had given me was in the bag as well. I took it out and examined it. There was a blood red insignia on the top with the words 'The Program' written in pitch black underneath it. On the bottom left it had the name Crystal Merchant on it, who I assumed was the lady I had met, as well as a phone number and an email address. On the bottom right was one single word. "Recruiter." I whispered aloud. That must be her job. To come out and recruit kids like me into the program. I stared at the card for a minute, consumed by curiosity. What exactly was this Program anyway?
Suddenly I was jolted out of my musings by two figures running up to me. I felt a fleeting second of panic, but it quickly dissolved when I saw that it was just Adam and Chase. Though I don't get why I panicked. Something about this whole thing just made me uneasy. My brothers had finally noticed that I had fallen behind and had run back. "You coming Leo?" Chase inquired with a worried tone. "Yeah." I stated distractedly, still staring at the business card. "You sure you're alright Leo?" Adam asked matching Chase's tone. I shook myself and tore my eyes away from the business card. "Yeah, guess I'm just distracted by how much I want to read my new comics." I lied, feeling guilty, but I didn't want my brothers to worry over nothing.
"What's that?" Chase questioned, noticing the business card. "Nothing, just a card for the comic store." I lied again, my guilt growing. "Cool. Now let's go get some pizza!" Adam exclaimed with a grin. Chase smiled to and they ran off to catch up to where Captain Eyebrows was waiting at the end of the sidewalk. I gave one final glance to the business card. "The Program." I read aloud. What was it? What was this all about? I looked up at my brothers who were still running, they seemed to be having a race and were pushing each other as they ran. I smiled and crumpled the business card, throwing it in a nearby trashcan before running to catch up to my brothers, shaking off my thoughts of The Program.
I didn't need to know.
End Flashback
"Like I said, they did ask, I just said no. I mean, The Program sounded really cool, but I was pretty content with my life. Plus, and I know this is going to sound so cliché when I say it, but I just had a really bad feeling about The Program. And I was right obviously. They kidnapped me just a few weeks after that." I announced. "I remember that day. You didn't eat any pizza. You picked at it, and pretended to eat it, but you didn't. I was really worried. I get your reasoning for not telling us about the injection but why didn't you say anything that time?" Adam demanded.
"Again, you need to try to see things from my point of view. At the time I didn't realize how big of a threat The Program really was, I had no idea what they did. I honestly thought I was just overreacting to the whole thing, which is exactly why I didn't tell you. I thought you would either laugh at me for being such a wimp or you'd get really worried. You would've started hovering over me and you'd try to find the lady and have her arrested or brought in for questioning, and even though she crept me out, she seemed nice and I didn't want to get her in trouble. I didn't want you to get worried over something that at the time I thought was nothing." I explained. "Alright, I guess I can understand that." Adam conceded, though he seemed a bit reluctant.
"Okay, let me see if I have this straight a woman approached you asking you to join a program to which you refused, so they kidnapped you and injected you with superpowers which forced you to join, then for last three months they've been training/torturing you for reasons only they know, they've somehow convinced you that you're a monster, and during this time you still went to school and acted normal and never told anyone." Mom summarized. "That's the review of Film Leo." Eddie joked.
"The Program tortures us because even though they created us, they hate us. They hate people with powers, which is why they never injected themselves. They hate us because of what we can do. They think that we're freaks and monsters and abominations eve though it was them who made us this way." I clarified, frustrated. That had always bugged me. If you hate kids with powers, then why are you making them? "As for what they gave us these powers and are 'training' us for, I honestly have no idea. They've never told us, which worries me." I added. I was seriously dying to know what The Program had planned for us; why they were doing this. That was the big question. What do they really want with us?
"So that leaves just one question. The words, why do you believe them? Why do you think you're a monster?" Bree asked. They all seemed to grow even more focused, listening intently. They're going to know it's true. They're going to hate me. I was having trouble breathing, and I absentmindedly started rocking back and forth.
"Hey Leo, calm down. It's okay. What's wrong?" Big D asked. "You're going to hate me." I breathed out. "What?" Chase yelled. "You don't seriously believe that do you?" Bree inquired. "Yeah sweetie, we're your family, we'd never hate you." Mom declared. "Yes you will. They said-" "Who cares what they said? They're lying to you. They're wrong." Adam cut me off as he pulled me into a tight, bone crushing hug, which then became a group hug somehow. "That's great guys," I choked out. "but you're crushing me." I informed them.
They let go, and got settled back into their seats. "Hey, I was a part of that too, I was hugging you symbolically." Eddy joked from the wall, trying to cheer me up. "Well at least that can't break anything. I am symbolically hugging you back." I joked back with him, letting him know his plan was working. It was good to have someone to joke with. My family was too shocked and angry and stuff to joke right now, but Eddy already knew everything, he'd already heard all of these stories before. He didn't really have to be here, but he was anyway. It meant a lot that he was here to support me. Oh my god, if you had told me I was going to say that four months ago I'd call you crazy, but things change.
People change.
I sighed and began. "Well, at first I didn't believe I was a monster, but they just kept drilling it in both physically and mentally. Every single day I was there they'd constantly tell me that I was a monster. Heck, they even carved it into my skin so I could never forget it. I guess that they drilled it so far into me that eventually I started believing it." I explained. "Just like that?" Big D tried to confirm. "Not, just like that. I snapped." I clarified. "Why, what happened?" Big D questioned. For a second the room was so silent you could hear the particles of dust moving the air. I shut my eyes tight. "There was an incident…"
Flashback
I had been in The Program for a little over two months now, and I can honestly say I hated it.
Well to be fair, there were some parts I liked. For example, the powers were pretty cool. I can't tell you how many times I'd used them on Captain Eyebrows in the past two months. Nothing that would really hurt him of course, just stuff to irritate him and freak him out like heating up his drinks and conjuring spiders on his desk. It was hilarious.
Another thing I really liked was the other kids in The Program. Ryan and Gen were two of them; they were like little sisters to me. It was kind of cool being the big brother for once instead of the youngest. Plus, they were a lot of fun. I really loved them.
I also liked Christy, who was the oldest in the program. She was twenty five she had been in The Program since she was my age. I felt bad for her. I'd only had to suffer through the program for two months she'd been in it for eleven years. I'm not sure how long The Program has been going, but it made me wonder why they haven't just gotten whatever it is their training us for done already.
She was like the big sister of The Program. She took care of everyone, because the Programmers (as we like to call them since they 'programmed' us) sure didn't. She had long caramel colored hair that was straight except for a couple of inches on the end which were wispy curls. Her hair fell down to just over her shoulder blades. She had eggshell colored skin and deep, caring chocolate brown eyes.
She had a younger sister named Bailey who I like as well. She was twenty two and was definitely the wild child. She was fun, and loved to mess around with her powers, which often got her and the rest of us into trouble. Her hair was lighter and shorter than her sister's. It was light blonde, though not as bright as that recruitment lady's, more of a buttery blonde. She had it in a straight edgy cut that just reach the tops of her shoulders. She had the same color skin as her older sibling. She also has the same chocolaty eyes, but hers were alight with mischief where as her sisters' were deep with care.
I had also met one seriously awesome guy by the name of Link. His full name was Terence John Lincoln, but he went by Link. He was fourteen like me, and my roommate. You see, all of the kids in The Program have sort of dorm rooms there in case they want to stay. Like Ryan and Gen do because they don't have parents to stay with. A lot of the kids stayed at The Program because their parents signed them up or they joined to get away from their parents. So we had dorm rooms with two kids assigned per room.
Link was totally awesome. He was more outgoing and adventurous than me but we were a lot alike. We liked the same movies, the same games, and the same comics, so obviously we got along great. Link had short, messy, russet colored hair and bright green eyes. His skin was a pale beige tone. He and I had become BFF's practically the instant we met. He was really fun and joking, but he could also be serious and caring. I loved the guy.
Those were the kids in The Program I was really close to, I was friends with the others, we just weren't quite as close. There was one more girl I really liked though. Kyra. Pronounced ka-i-ra, not key-ra. She hated when people made that mistake. She was fiery to say the least. She knew like every martial arts style on Earth, and was incredibly good at them. She was mine and Link's age. She had deep auburn colored hair, dark tan skin, and smoky, charcoal gray eyes. Why didn't I mention her with the kids you ask? Well, she's not in The Program. Well then how did I meet her there you ask? It's simple really; I'll give you a hint.
Her full name is Kyra Marie Fox.
That's right, Mrs. Fox has a daughter. We all had trouble believing it, but apparently Mrs. Fox was in love once, though her husband apparently dies shortly after Kyra was born. Some of the kids say she killed him, but I don't think so. I think that may be part of the reason she's so heartless. Though I will give her this, she refused to put her daughter into The Program, which means that to some degree she does care about Kyra, which proves she's not completely emotionless like we thought.
I liked Kyra. She was nothing like her mother. She was witty, caring, and independent to a fault. She hated to have to rely on anyone for anything. She was also very stubborn, and you could not convince her she was wrong about something no matter what you did. She was the 'supervisor' of the kids, which basically means she just sort of looked after us.
So yeah, The Program isn't all bad. But the training is. I'm on my way to training right now in fact. I hate this. I'm still hurting from yesterday's training. Ryan helps, but she can't heal everything for me. I don't want her to expend too much of her power. Power exhaustion I've heard is one of the worst things imaginable. Luckily for me, I hadn't experienced it so far.
I've been training at home too. Not The Program's kind of training but just practicing my powers as much as I can. I use them everywhere I go, in secret of course. I'm careful to make sure no one sees me. I have come up with all kinds of uses for my powers. I recorded all of my progress (and often vented my frustration) into a black notebook that I had used my projection power to create with endless pages. I had written down all of my powers, the different ways I had come up with to use them, and all of my progress with my powers in it, and sometime I wrote paragraphs of how much I hated The Program so sue me. Recently I had begun making one entry every day that consisted of me listing each way I had used my powers that day. It was actually fun, and I liked my version of training a million times more than The Program's version.
I had arrived at one of the bright white training rooms. Frank Brand, one of the trainers was waiting there for me. The had been cleared of everything but two metal chairs one near me, which I supposed was mine and one directly across from mine on the far end of the other side of the room, which to my surprise was currently occupied by Ryan. I gave her a confused glanced but she just shrugged, clearly she had no clue why she as here either.
"Ah Mr. Dooley, you've arrived. Good, good. Take a seat." Mr. Brand motioned to the empty metal chair. I sat down on the cool metal, still completely confused. Why would Ryan need to be here for my training? I didn't really want her to have to see her 'big brother' being. "Excuse me Mr. Brand, why is Ryan here?" I inquired, the young blonde looking up curiously at my words. "Today we are going to test your powers reactions for others." He announced. For a split second I was confused, then cold realization swept over me.
"No." I hissed venomously, hopping up from my chair. "Mr. Dooley, sit down." Mr. Brand commanded in an agitated voice. "No. There is no way you are TORTURING Ryan just to see how my powers will react when someone I care about is in danger." I declared my voice rising with every syllable. "Mr. Dooley, I'm in charge here." Mr. Brand shouted, clearly getting angry. He wasn't nearly as angry as I was. "Leave Ryan alone." I stated in a low deadly, dangerous voice, leaving no room for argument. He ignored me taking out some metal instrument and bringing it towards Ryan.
I didn't know what it was. I didn't care. No one hurts my little sister. "I said LEAVE HER ALONE!" I screamed. Throwing my hand out, trying to do something, anything to stop him. A gaseous substance hissed out of my hands and traveled over to him. What happened next, I'll never forget.
As it hit him, his flesh started burning away. I recognized the reaction from a lab in chemistry at school. It was acid. I had just shot some kind of acid out of my hands. That had never happened before. I was just so angry and then… Ryan had ran out of her chair and was bent over Mr. Brand; healing him. Great now she was going to have this power too. It's not enough that I did it; I had to infect her with this too.
I stared at Mr. Brand in horror. I could still feel the heat on my hands. I smelled the smell of burning flesh. It had to be the worst smell in the universe; so vile and disgusting. I heard him screaming. But the worst thing was seeing what I had done. Seeing him lying there with half of his face burnt off and his skin burnt off in pieces all over him with Ryan hovering above him; her small hands glowing.
What had I just done?
End Flashback
My eyes were still closed. I was consumed by the memory; lost in it. I couldn't bear to look at my family right now. To see their reactions. The truth was out, and I couldn't take it back. I wish I could. But this is what I am now.
"See, I told you I was a monster."
Done. Wow, some of that was really dark. What did you guys think? Love it? Hate it? Think I need physiological help? So do half the people that know me but it doesn't mean I'm gonna get any. Please leave a review telling me how much you liked or disliked the story, or how much you think I need therapy. Either way works. You get a shout out in the next chappie, who wouldn't want that? Special shout out next chappie to whoever reviews this chappie first as it will be my 50th review for this story! Wow! Thanks you guys so much for your support and kind words, they truly mean the world to me. Next chappie will be out by next Saturday (on Saturday this time). Hope to see you all then!
Okay, so all the reviews that responded said having Caitlin in The Program would be cool, so I'm doing it. She wasn't mentioned in the 'monster' flashback because that took place like a month ago and she only joined a few weeks ago. Also, before I get any comments on this and I know I will, there is NOT going to be a whole forbidden love thing with Leo and Kyra, they're just good friends. If anything this will be Leo/Janelle, but honestly I don't know if I'll even do romance in this story. Should I? What do you guys think? I warn you now; I'm not terrific with romance. Bye! :D
Unknown- Your welcome. Yeah, I hate it when you wait for someone to update and then it's only like 200 words long. It sucks! I'm so glad you like my OC's. For now, even to the kids in it, The Program is a mystery, or at least the real purpose of it (besides to torture kids). Yes, I'm sure the t-shirts will be on sale soon. The Program is so incredibly nice right? Yeah, Caitlin's in The Program, her powers should be revealed next chappie, but if not in the one after that. I can't wait to see what you think! I don't know what your talking about 'lack of compassion' The Program is obviously a sunshiny bundle of joy right? And stalkers are always marvelously loving and caring people right? Yes, all the imaginary cookies and sticker you could possibly want I am giving them to you. Don't tell you imaginary mother, or she'll come after me for giving you too much imaginary sugar. Thanks so much for reviewing, and sorry this reply is so long. See you next chappie!
ActionGrl12- Thanks so much for reviewing! Yes The Program is going down. It may take some time, but it's going down. Leo has three Bionic siblings, a semi-annoying smart home system, an overprotective mother, a genius step-father, and most of the kids in The Program on his side. Watch out Program. Then Leo should definitely train and go on missions with the Rats!
Haterzgonnahate8- Thanks so much! I'm sweet and kind? Take a look in the mirror! I hope you had a good meal at Denny's, if you were talking about the restaurant and not like a friend of yours named Denny who's house you were at. It's cool if you were grinning like an idiot. Fans of Fanfiction will understand and if they aren't fans of Fanfiction we must endeavor to show them what they are missing out on. You are definitely not the only one. I'm glad you think I'm an awesome writer, and with how many outbursts I had today because my brother kept annoying me I have no room to talk. Yes, cookie dough is the greatest. More imaginary cookies and dough for you. I ate the imaginary cookie you gave me, it was imaginarily delicious! Yes, Adam, Bree, and Chase are definitely out for blood at this point. Watch out Program. I actually have not seen or read a lot of anime, but I like the stuff I have. I'd like to get more into it as a bunch of my friends really like it. Do you have any favorites that you think I should try? I like having a sort of 'closing statement' each chappie and I'm glad you like it too. I'm so happy that you like my OC's. Yeah, I don't think Gen's a freak either, but in my experience when someone is different, especially in a way that could be considered almost supernatural, they aren't treated well. And as much as I hate it, there are parents out there that would do this to their kid in a heartbeat, and I try to embody realism in my stories. Plus, it was the best way to make Gen's character work. She is definitely weird in a good way, and all the people who know me think I'm weird too! I wonder why… Yeah, when you know you're weird, others calling you weird doesn't bother you. In my opinion, if people are all unique then there can't be a normal because only one person could be it. So everyone is weird. No if only all the kids in my school could see it that way. Gen's parent's calling her a freak is the worst, and it hurt Gen more than she lets show. I'm on Leo's side too. Yes, Caitlin will be in The Program. Her powers should be revealed next chappie, but if not in the one after that. I can't wait to see what you think of my version of her! Thanks so much for reviewing and taking the time to answer my questions; it means more than you know to me! See you next chappie! PS: I'm glad you don't mind long replies because this one is really long.