• Chapter 3
    The Taste of Your Own Blood


    I felt water hitting my face but I didn’t care. Okay scratch that I really cared because it continued.

    “What the hell?” I managed to spit out (with a lot of water I might add).

    “Good morning sunshine,” a mocking voice said.

    “’Morning Jackass, what’s for breakfast?” I said without a smile. The man cocked his head a little to the side.

    “Hmm…your head seemed to get bigger.” Jason said.

    “Ya that usually happens when you get hit on the head. I thought you would know that but hey I’m not the only one with a big head so I won’t hold that one against you, especially since yours in natural,” I said. The man glared, he was sensitive about his looks. He took a breath and then began,

    “You remember that night about two years ago when we took a 13 year old boy from his house because of his special DNA?”

    “Yes, as I recall that was me,” I said pausing and putting a little emphasis on was.

    “Good, then remember you are only 15 and I am not, I am your elder,” he said.

    “Ya, ‘cus your old.” I said innocently and sweetly. He sighed.

    “Okay, enough of this game, we have history but now that is not important,” he said and was going to continue but I cut him off.

    “Look, I get you’re old and everything, but I’m not going to make this easy for you. You probably want to inject me with some crap that Archimedes over there just cooked up. So, basically I’m not gonna help you so, get over it, pssh, and you’re my elder.” I said.

    “Just help me and there will be no pain.” He said in a Dr. Phil voice.

    “What are you, ten?” I said looking at him stupidly, “You’re the one who made me not be able to feel pain. Duh.” I said. He seemed to be thinking hardly.

    “Not if I take it away.” He said, “You haven’t been using your powers recently, so it won’t make a difference if I take them away.”

    “Because I won’t use them because people like you made them hard for me to control them,” I said angerly.

    “You don’t get it do you?” He said, “We didn’t give you more powers, you had them, we just made you realize how much power you had.”

    “But I can’t control them, last time I used them in the open I ended up killing a whole town,” I siad, “I won’t do it again.”

    “You can control them, with our help,” He said.

    “No. I won’t become your toy.” I shouted.

    “You are very powerful, more powerful then many others we have known,” He said.

    “Others. You don’t even care about me you only want to “help” me so I can help you,” I said.

    “I’m afraid you don’t have any choice,” He said.

    “Yes I do, like you said I have amazing powers,” I said. He just smiled. “For that matter you can’t make me feel pain but nice bluff.” I closed my eyes and felt inside of me for the glow, the amazing feeling of power. I found it but then it weekened. I tried again and again until I felt my nose start to bleed from the effort. I gasped and opened my eyes in terror. I stayed with my mouth open. I closed it after being awaken from the taste of blood.

    “What did you do to me,” I said almost spitting the words.

    “It’s different to have a taste of your own blood isn’t it,” He said trying to make a point, “I didn’t do anything to answer your question.”

    “You’ll be tasting yours in a second,” I said trying to take command again.

    Jason scoffed, “Jeremy, meet Adison.” A man about 38 walked in.

    “He’s a tough one Jason, I actually had to try to get to his power source. You’ve got great power boy, and I’m gonna show you how to use it.” The man said, his voice was deep but smooth. Oh look who’s quoting Harry Potter.

    “What did you do with my power?” I said glaring at him.

    “Adison can but a lock on your power if he wants.” Jason said.

    “Meaning since I’ve seen you I can get to your power source and cut it off for as long as I want,” He said. I felt relief, I still had my power.

    “So what now?” I asked, sick of this game.

    “You go to your room and meet your new roomate,” Jason said smiling noticing my defeat, “Can you take him Adison?”

    “My room?” I asked confused.

    “You didn’t forgot about my shool did you?” he said grinning.

    “Oh ya. Hogwarts gone bad. I remember,” I said trying to control my nervous voice.

    “Well, can you take him Adison?” Jason said, he didn’t take to well to teasing.

    “Aw, I think I hurt his feelings, poor little puppy,” I said like a grandma talking to a wittle baby. Adison snickered and then cleared his throat after a look from Jason.

    “Sure, you won’t be any trouble will you,” Adison said trying not to laugh, but his face gave him away. I rolled my eyes sighing.

    “For now,” I said glaring at Jason, who seemed to flinch a little. Just wait till I get my power back, you think I don’t know how powerful I am but I’ll play your pitiful game. But once I have had enough of your “help” I’ll take you and this twisted school down.