Under The Skin

by Kingkessler

(Original Story) After a massacre at his school that he caused, Cobie Fells discovers he has a "Gift". Recruited by a secret government project he must learn how to live his new partner. A challenge is issued to the city and a man named Director Price must choose two teams of two to form a team of four to go and fight for the city in a survival game. Will the duo step up or fail?

7. Chapter 7

7

"Where did we leave off? Why are you so interested in my past? The way it seems is that everyone here killed their parents or someone close to them. So why does it matter you know what I did?" Cobie asked, leaning forward towards the director.

"I don't know if you noticed, but your power almost kill you yesterday," Price said with an annoyed voice. "You over did it and lost control. You need to learn control, and to first do that is to get over what happened."

"What? I . . . I don't remember much about yesterday. I got my weapon, went to the changing rooms, and then into the arena. But, after that, there's nothing."

Cobie felt a hand on his hand. He knew it was Taylor, "Cobie, you lost control. I felt it, I was scared because I could feel something taking you away. I can't explain it, but it wasn't you anymore."

"It makes sense that you don't remember. Your head hurts right? You exhausted your ability to its limits, which I must say are impressive for a newcomer." Price said with a small smile on his face, like he prided himself on finding a killer. "Anyways, the exhaustion almost killed you, or it started the process anyways. When you over exert yourself, your power will start to feed off anything to give it more power. It starts by eating away at your mind, then it moves to your muscles, and then it eats away the power from your heart."

Cobie touched his head with his good hand and tried to remember the fight.

"You won't remember anything if that's what you're trying. It's gone. The fight, whatever, or whoever you saw. It's all gone, given to your power. You need to be careful from now on, Cobie. At least until you get control."

"And to do that I have to tell you the second half of that day," Cobie said looking up at Price.

"Exactly, but that's not all. Earlier today, the city was issued a challenge, I will not tell you what this is, until you talk and start your way to learning how to control your ability. Remember Cobie, we're here to help you."

"No, if you were here to help me, my mother would be alive and so would my friends. You're here to turn me into your weapon. But, because I have no other choice I'll talk. Before I start, I'll remind you that I will not be your weapon."

"Cobie," Taylor said in a voice softer than a whisper, almost like an exhale.

"We'll see about that, Cobie," Price leaned in slightly. "Talk. Now." And so he did, he told them the second half of the worst day of his life.