Secret Powers
Chapter 15

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Anyway, we’re gonna start getting into the REAL action in this chapter. I know I’ve been doing a lot of filler chapters, but I promise this isn’t one!

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The first thing that I saw was NOT what I expected. It was Khione. Standing in front of me. I thought I was delusional!

“Khione?” I asked, confused.

“I don’t have much time. You’re dreaming. We’ve been taken to Moore Sciences. They suspect you have powers. They have your parents in another room. Jax is next to you,” she told me.

“Is this what my dreams from earlier where depicting?” I asked, suddenly starting to panic.

“Yes, and you can’t let them see me. Control your emotions. Don’t give them reason to keep you here, ok? Mr. Moore is hungry for power, and he won’t stop at anything to get it. They don’t know about your power dampeners yet, but it’s only a matter of time,” she said.

With each word, she was fading away. I was starting to wake up.

Just before she faded away, Khione told me one last thing, “Stay strong.”

With that, I was jolted awake by a cold shill going over my body. Now, I have a pretty strong capacity for cold, but cold water waking you up is still surprising.

“Ah!” I yelled.

“What the HELL man?! That’s my sister!” I heard someone yell from next to me.

Once my eyes had adjusted, I realized that the person who had yelled was Jax. We were each tied up by a single chain and shackles coming from the ground. Around our necks were a shock-collars. Huh. They were really going all-out on us.

“I’m fine. Clearly, this DOUCHEBAG doesn’t know how to treat a woman. That’s fine, we can teach him, can’t we, Jax?” I said, turning my attention to the person who was standing in front of us.

He was clearly low on the pecking order. The guy was probably just assigned to watch us until the boss came. It was almost sad, actually. Unfortunately, I didn’t care, so...

“Yeah, but first, why are we here?” he asked, deciding to play the innocent card.

The idiot just grunted. I assumed he was on orders to not take any chances with us. Smart.

“Ooh! We have the strong and silent type, Jax! How exciting!” I said, hoping to push our guard dog’s buttons.

Believe it or not, our parents had trained us to for situations where we are captured. Our plan was to not give away any of our information while gaining information form our captures so we can replace a way out. It’s simple, really.

“You know what? Since you’re clearly not important, can you replace someone who is? This is getting boring,” Jax said, solidifying the plan.

We put on masks of power to hide any signs of fear. People will exploit our fears if they see them. That’s why we need to do this.

All we got was another grunt. That was going to get real old, real soon.

Just as I was about to say another snarky remark, someone walked in. I recognized him immediately: Jonathan Moore. More commonly known as our old boss from when we did work experience for school. He walked in looking like he thought he was the most powerful person in the world. Clearly an act. If he wasn’t afraid of us, he wouldn’t, 1) have us separated from our parents, and 2) put shock collars on us. If he thought that I was going to let him see my fear, he was sorely mistaken. I may be afraid of the things I’ve seen in my dreams, but he doesn’t have to know that.

“Blair! How nice to see you again. I was so sorry to hear about your little, medical incident,” he directed his attention right to me.

“Yeah, but I’m better now,” is all I said, giving him an expression of hate.

“Oh, good! Glad to hear it!” he exclaimed with an all too evil smile plastered on his face.

“Yeah...but we both know that’s not why you kidnapped us,” I said, getting right to the point.

“Yes. Well, I suppose you know why. You guys have special abilities! I want to know why,” he said.

He wasn’t playing the part of the villain the best he could. Usually, they go off on their long monologue that explains they entire plan. Or at least that’s what happens in the movies. Too bad this isn’t the movies.

“Now, why don’t we get right to it, alright? Show me what you got!” he exclaimed, his grin somehow getting larger.

I grinned at Jax. This would be fun. We’ll act like we’re about to do something huge, and then fail. Ahh, the beauties of power dampeners!

I think I looked constipated, squinting my eyes and flexing my muscles. I must really look like I was trying. With Mr. Moore not knowing anything about superpowers, we can plant any lies we want in his head, and he might actually believe it!

When nothing happened, Mr. Moore looked disappointed, then extremely angry.

“What was that?! I know you have powers! Show them to me!” he demanded.

“I don’t know what’s going on, ok? Maybe we need to recharge or something! These things happening to us are brand new!” I lied.

I knew our best bet to not let them see our powers was to act like they had just popped up out of the blue. This way there’s an excuse when we “can’t” use our powers. The only thing important to me right now was getting out of here and replaceing out parents. Then we would break out and run away. In the back of my head, I was thinking about how we’re gonna have to leave our whole lives behind once we got out. Our friends, our school, our home. Stop! I can’t let those thoughts distract me. We needed to get out of here. Like Khione said, I needed to be strong. I can loose control later. For now, Jax and I need to go along with our plan and hope to make it out of this hellhole. If my dreams were anything to go off of, we needed to get out. ASAP.

“Yeah, we haven’t even learned to control them or anything like that,” Jax said, catching on to what I was doing.

“Lies!” Mr. Moore screamed in Jax’s face, “I know you have pyrokinetic abilities!”

“And you!” he turned his attention to me, “You have cryokinesis! It’s extraordinary. People yearn to be like you, and you just hide it from the world?! People like you shouldn’t have that power, only people like me should.”

Well, at least we know he doesn’t know about our new powers. If he did, he wouldn’t ever let us go.

If it wasn’t obvious before, Mr. Moore is crazy. Like, needs help crazy. Unfortunately, most of the time the messed-up ones are the money. Whatever. We just need to hold on.

“Clearly,” I responded with sarcasm, one of my closest friends.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Jax try to hide a snigger. Only we could replace humor in a situation like this. The oblivious plan didn’t work, so now we can move unto Plan B, or as I like to call it, the badass plan.

“Show me your powers!” Mr. Moore screamed again.

“Look, I’m coming back from a slight mental breakdown, and I don’t need any more stress, so would you kindly shut up?!” I said, my voice rising with each word.

“Yeah, what kind of person yells at someone suffering with mental illness?” Jax asked, trying to keep a straight face.

“I know that I just an act, so you can cut the crap and start using your powers. I’m trying to do this the nice way, but there are other options, too,” Mr. Moore calmed his voice, leaning down to our level.

He was treating us like kids! Oh, he’ll learn soon enough how much of a kid I am! Wait. Breathe. Listen to Khione; keep calm. Even with it being as hard as it is.

“Whatever works best for you,” Jax said, looking Mr. Moore right in the eyes, “Can we just make this quick? I have homework to do.”

“Fine, be that way. I’m fine with the hard way,” Mr. Moore said, “Carl, deal with them.”

So that’s what our guard dog’s name is! A smile crept its way onto Carl’s face. He walked out of the room for a second and then walked back in with a black case. He set it on the ground and opened it up. What he pulled out of it, I was expecting. I had seen it in my dreams. It was a pen-shaped object that could be made longer to turn into what it was meant to be: a cattle prod. A more advance one, that’s for sure. This one looked like it was made out of titanium and most definitely packed a stronger punch than an average one. This is sure to be interesting!

Carl started to slowly walk towards us, as if trying to build the suspense. Ever the wimp he is, Mr. Moore backed out of the room. He just gave a curt nod at Carl and left.

“This should be fun,” were to first words we heard out of Carl.

He had a gruff voice, probably a smoker then. His teeth were either yellow or had gold and silver caps covering them. He put the rod right in front of Jax’s face and pulled the trigger, sparking a shock. Jax kept a smooth mask. Showing fear is showing weakness. Those words were ingrained in our heads from the age of five. Our parents clearly didn’t use normal parenting techniques.

The shock didn’t hit Jax because it was meant to just scare him. I knew that it actually did scare him, but I was the only one. Jax only knew what I had been able to tell him of my dreams, so he was completely trusting his life with me. A little too much weight to put put on twin’s shoulder’s, right?

“I wouldn’t use those exact words,” Jax said, tilting his head to the side slightly.

“My job is to make you use your powers. Now, why don’t we just make this easy on both of us, ok?” Carl snarled, making spit splatter on my face.

“Ok, first of all, stop spitting on me. Second of all, we already told you, we don’t know what’s wrong with our powers. Thirdly, get the hell out of my face!” I told him, narrowing my eyes.

“Feisty! I like feisty,” Carl said, getting closer to my face.

“Go die in a hole, dipshit,” I head-butted him.

That made him back away. He was holding his nose, probably checking if it was broken. Luckily for him, I didn’t have the right leverage to break it, so it wasn’t bleeding or anything like that. I was almost disappointed!

“Oh, now you’re going to pay,” he snarled once more and started walking up to me, sparking the cattle rod.

This is when I let some fear sparkle in my eyes. Who wouldn’t! A guy was coming at me with a freaking electric stick!

The first shock wasn’t that bad, I had dealt with them over the years training with my mom, but the ones that followed, they just got worse and worse. If I didn’t have the dampener on, he would’ve already been dead just by my survival instincts kicking-in. Even though it hurt, I had to stay strong. Jax was sitting right next to me. Our parents and him have always protected me. It’s high time I started protecting them. I had seen what might be coming, and I didn’t like it one bit. I needed to make sure none of it happened to them. If that meant taking all the torture, I would do that.

After what seemed like forever, Carl stopped. I thought I saw pity in his eyes, but it was really just him thinking about something. Turns out my plan to protect Jax failed sooner than I could’ve ever thought. Carl decided to move from shocking me to shocking Jax. Maybe he thought that making us watch as the other was tortured, it would bring out our powers. No matter how much I wished that could happen, I knew it couldn’t. What would happen if someone like Mr. Moore figured out how our powers work? Chaos, that’s what.

“Stop!” I screamed, finally letting the fear out.

I could see Jax struggling to keep consciousness. Even with my power dampener, I could feel my powers bubbling beneath their restraints. Khione and I would become one, and it wouldn’t be pretty. I needed to calm down, but I didn’t want to. It was like ants were crawling right under my skin, just below to surface.

“What? You ready to show me something now?” Carl asked, shifting his attention to me.

That’s what I wanted, to give Jax some time to recover. Even thought I had achieved what I was trying to get, my power wasn’t stopping. It was surging through my veins. My was constantly clenching and unclenching my hands to keep it under control. Seems like our power dampeners don’t work as good as we thought.

“No,” I answered through gritted teeth.

I saw Jax’s eyes widening. He knew what was happening with me. When I looked closer, I saw that same was happening to him. However cliche it is, I don’t care. A twin’s bond is closer than anything else out there. We could practically FEEL each other’s power about to break out. This had only happened once before, when Jax got into a fight with a boy in freshman year. The boy was getting a little too close to me, and Jax saw that. Let’s just say that the boy learned his lesson.

“I mean, it looks like your gonna show me something. Let’s see if this will push it over the top, huh?” Carl said, shocking me.

Well, he was right. It pushed me over the edge. The light from my necklace turned-off, and the light in my eyes burned bright. My hair turned white and Khione’s make-up appeared on my face. I froze my handcuffs to the point that the metal broke off. I pulled on my collar once I was done freezing it, and it fell off in pieces. This must have been what dad was talking about all those years ago when he thought I wasn’t listening. Khione and I had merged completely. I was in control and she was just giving instructions. It was the most whole I’ve felt in my entire life.

“They call me Frostbite,” I decided to go with that name when I was like this. It sounded badass, I guess.

I expected to see fear in Carl’s eyes, but there was nothing but smugness. He thought he could beat me? Well, he was about to have a rude awakening.

Before I could do anything to him, Jax yelled something at me, “Blair! Calm down! Remember our promise!”

That shocked me back into control. Years ago, we had promised to each other to not kill anyone.

That’s what he thought I was going to do?! I must really be scaring him then! When I looked over my shoulder, I saw that he was really struggling to keep his powers in check. He may not have someone like Khione, but he was still extremely powerful. Being the kids of not one, but TWO superhumans tended to do that.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything,” I said, turning myself completely so I was facing him.

That was my first mistake. I turned my back to Carl. I guess he had a tranquilizer gun in that case of his because suddenly I felt a sharp pinch in my neck and then my features turned back to normal and everything went black. I am starting to really get sick of all this blacking out business!