Name :Calum Thomas Hood
Date of Birth: 1/25/96
18 Years of Age
Specialty: Element manipulation.
It felt like ages ago, when it all started. I grieve at just the thought. I was only fourteen years old.
"Local fire occurs killing two and leaving one injured."
The only family member I have left is my sister, Mali, who happened to be visiting our grandparents that weekend. But I distinctively remember the look on her face as she rushed into the hospital. Her face was a unidentified shade of red, and her breathes hitched. My head hung low. I looked at my trembling hands as my whole chest caved in. I couldn't do anything but weep, and blame myself.
"This is all my fault." I whispered. She kneeled down, looking at me, but I couldn't dare look back.
"Calum, what are you talking about?" she huffed, pushing my chin up so I could make eye contact.
"I killed them. O-our parents." I told her, breaking down some more.
She told me that this wasn't my fault, and was probably a faulty gas leak. I knew it wasn't. It was much more than that.
I had gotten in a fight with my family a few hours prior the fire. I was furious with my parents, literally wishing them dead. Ironically, that's what happened. I fell asleep with the thought of complete rage and resentment towards my family, and was awoken by the sound of flames, cackling throughout my house.
Fire
Water
Wind
Earth
It wasn't until months afterwards I learned what really was going on with me and how to control it nonetheless.
But the horrid memory will forever be implanted in my mind.
Name: Luke Robert Hemmings
Date of Birth: 7/16/96
18 Years of Age
Specialty: Psychic ; Second is Unknown
I always believed I was different. If you asked me 7 years ago if there was something truly wrong with me, I'd shrug and simply tell you I'm unique, because that's what my mother told me I was. But there had to be more than that, since I was able to comprehend things a normal eleven year old shouldn't.
"Honey, you're just really smart." My mom would assure me and my brother would tease me for being a 'nerd'
But things suddenly weren't that simple. I was sent to a doctor, when I was nearly twelve years old, my mother feared something was wrong with me. So I had a MRI scan done and it revealed that I had a brain tumor ; not a familiar one. My whole family thought I was going to die, however, I didn't. The next scan I had showed no tumor there. Living miracle right? Not even close.
Once the brain tumor left, I started to feel more different as the days went on, like my body was changing. No, it wasn't puberty, because I shouldn't allow me to do the things I do. I couldn't touch people anymore. My eyes would turn into an icy white and somehow I was able to see everything about a person. From when they took their first breathe to how their last would be.
Why I had to be extremely careful on how I controlled my emotions or hand monitions for that matter.
I was a living flight risk to everyone.
Name: Michael Gordon Clifford
Date of Birth:11/20/95
18 years of age.
Specialty: Tele- Empath/ Wailing Man
I was able to sense it, everything. I was a quiet kid, didn't have any siblings to play with at home, so majority of the time I was by myself. I started to hear thing when I was nine, but my mother said it was just my imagination and for several years I believed her. But then I started hearing more things, thoughts, so that's when my parents took me to a doctor and I was told I was schizophrenic. I was labeled as mental case and as years went on, it had gotten worse. I continued to constantly hear thoughts all around me to the point that I felt as if I was going insane. I felt everything, every emotion that passed through anyone's body, I felt and it started to hurt so fucking much.
And then one day, something strange began to happen. I started to experience nightmares, and not the normal kind. It seemed to always be about death, someone was always dying, and the sad part is, I didn't know who. I'd wake screaming, wailing some would call it. And with every wail lead to a death. The moment that 7 o'clock morning news came on, some huge murder, accident, suicides even, was the headlines. Then I, Michael Clifford, became the mental case of the century.
"Schizophrenic boy predicts deaths"
I was examined by a wide variety of psychologists, no one could exactly explain what was happening to me. Why with every different emotion I felt, my eyes changed a certain color. Why I screamed every time a death was about to occur.
Was I unqiue, or just purely insane?
Name: Ashton Fletcher Irwin
Date of Birth: 7/07/94
20 years of age
Specialty: Shape-shifter, Invisibility
It's become a thing in today's society. Diving in all parts of the huge spectrum known as 'the supernatural', or what the government likes to call it, 'mutants'
With the media these days, being a werewolf, or a vampire, maybe even a fox, is a cool thing. Idolized even. The super-strength, the speed, enhanced hearing, any normal teen would kill to be a shape-shifter, until you actually become one.
And as much as any stupid film-writer thinks they are able to even comprehend the mere surface of what is is like, based on their so-called 'vivid imagination', they don't know the first damn thing about it.
What is like to miss out on hours, days, possibly weeks, of time because you're out there, being only god knows what.
The pictures are plaster on the news. Headlines all about the strange thing known as you
"There's never been a mountain lion here?"
"New sightings of an unfamiliar bird in town."
"New species of wolf?"
The living freak show.
To have your little siblings worry about the new estranged beast in town, or how their brother goes missing for days without noticed. The thought that whatever creature is lurking out there may possibly have your brother dead, when in reality the creature is your brother himself.
Leaving nothing behind but the shedding of your own flesh and maybe a bit of fur, or feathers, or scaly skin. Or disapearing out a thin air.
Being able to see everyone, but no one being able to see you.
I doesn't happen on a full moon, like those stupid fictional teenage drama shows on MTV. And the only people after me is society themselves.
And maybe they would adore me if I was an adorable actor, making big bucks, with great makeup effects plastered on my face, rather than the real shape shifter I truly am.
The gruesome mutant wanted dead.
Would you ever think about loving that?
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i wanted to explain what all of them are
im really into stuff like this so it should come naturally when i write it
ugh break down for each
calum is able to bend all four elements (avatar the last airbender !11!121!)
luke is physic, and no physics just dont predict stuff, they have a whole ton of other powers like telepathy, telekinis and stuff like that, luke is also able to access a large percentage of his brain (like that movie lucy)
michael is a tele-empth, telepathic and empath, male banshee
an empath basically is able to sense emotions of others, escpeically ones they share an emotinal bond with. so if you're sad, angry, happy, in pain, michael could feel it. he could also like take away pain
telepathic means he can read thoughts, also transfer thoughts to others, or even send his own thoughts to you, prettty rad. and theres no exactly male version of a banshee, besides a siren but michael has no relation to the sea so yeah, he predicts death by wailing
lastly ashton is a shapeshifter, not the cliche type of werewolf thing
he can shape shift to pratically any animal or supernatural being you could thing up, so not just werewolves but if ashton wanted to become a cute little kitty he could if he fucking wanted to.
idk some things i mention could be a bit confusing but if you're a huge nerd to stuff like this as i am, it shouldn't be that hard
hope you're all excited cause i am