"Ryan will be ready sooner that I thought Jade," he told her, "he is hungry to get out there and make everyone who made him suffer pay. They will be very pleased with our work."
"They sure will! Soon we will have want they want and we will be on top of the food chain," Jade replied as she smirked evilly.
"I always knew that you saw the greater picture Jade and now that we have the shape shifter we have an even more valuable asset."
"Yes master! But what if there are others out there that are afraid to come out with their potential? We might never find them."
"Oh trust me my young apprentice, with everything that will happen, they will start using their gifts for their own survival and we will fish them out!"
Both he and Jade stared out the window where they had a full view of the city. Even if Jade couldn't see the expression behind his mask, she felt his determination and his confidence in himself. Jade was reassured once more that she had made the right decision to join him in this mission.
Skyler woke up the next morning with a jolt. She immediately remembered what happened the day before. She sighed heavily.
"I can't do this anymore," she said to herself. "There are so many questions that still need answering, but I don't think I want to know the answers anymore. If I can't have my old life back there is no way I will go on living with this new life. If I do, I'll will keep hurting everyone. I'm no hero. Time to end all of this... Now!"
Skyler went straight to her table and placed her hands on it. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Soon she felt the surge but this time she felt like she was in control of her powers. Her eyes changed color and she slowly melted the table until she could tear off a piece of the table. She somehow managed to mold the piece she tore off into a sharp object. As soon as she was done making her weapon the surge died down and she returned back to normal. She gave her weapon a long look as a single tear rolled down her left eye.
"I'm sorry," she said as she thought about her parents, "so so sorry." She then got up and made her way to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror once more. A feeling of utmost disgust entered her soul traveling through her veins. She slowly lifted up her weapon and placed it across her neck.
"I don't accept this new me, I don't accept this new me!" she started telling herself. Her hand started to tremble as she started to put pressure on her weapon. "I can do this." Before she could carry on, her powers came back and in an instant her hands melted the weapon in her hand and the hot metal fell to the floor.
"OH YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" Skyler shouted out in rage. "I CAN'T EVEN KI..."
"Hey is everything alright in there?" General Williams suddenly asked. Skyler immediately fell silent, hoping that her powers would go dormant again. "I know you are here Skyler, come out of the bathroom." A few seconds later Skyler came out of the bathroom. General Williams could tell that something was wrong.
"Is everything alright?"
"Yeah," Skyler hesitantly replied.
"Ortega I am a trained soldier, I know when someone is lying to me," General Williams said as she examined Skyler's table. "Now this didn't just happen to your table right? You did this," she continued as she continued to press Skyler for answers.
"Why would you do this to your table Skyler?" she asked when Skyler did not respond to her earlier question. "I am not going to ask you again Skyler." The General then took a chair and sat down. Skyler could tell that her boss was in no hurry.
"Fine... I did destroy my table," Skyler started off. The General's eyes told her that she needed to keep talking. "Look General, after what happened yesterday I... I decided that this life isn't cut out for me."
"So you decided to destroy property that doesn't belong to you before leaving?"
"No... I... Used my powers only to melt the table a little so I could mold a weapon... So that I could ki..." Skyler stopped talking and took a deep breath. "I can't have my old life back, but I don't want this new life General. I'm no hero and if I continue I'll just end up hurting everybody." The General fixated Skyler for a few minutes. Skyler wanted to know what she was thinking and was about to allow herself to read her boss' mind.
"You know Skyler," General Williams finally said, "I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. I don't believe in coincidences. You got your powers because it was meant for you. I have agents working twenty-four hours, seven days a week and believe me when I say they are all committed to the job but none of them, none of them got the other end of the rope. But you did and it didn't take you long to get on the other end. Now Ortega, there are two ways for you to handle this situation. Luckily you couldn't go through with the first option. However, you can go ahead and choose the second solution. Treat your powers as a gift Skyler, accept yourself. I know it's not easy and I'm know I'm not the first person that is telling you this and I won't be the last the one either. We will train you and you will see for yourself how important you are in saving this city and most probably the world."
There was silence for five long minutes. Skyler's ego did not want to listen to her boss even though her whole body was screaming that she should.
"Chelsea wants to put you in containment and believe if that happens you may never ever see Shiloh again. Trust me when I say you need to be smart and listen to what I am telling you..." Skyler looked at General Williams and nodded slowly.
"You made the right choice," General Williams said as she got up from the chair, "oh and don't worry, I won't tell anyone what you attempted to do, just make sure you don't try doing it again. Get dressed, get food and report to the training room. The real work finally starts!"
Skyler watched the General leave her quarters.
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