Chapter Thirteen

A scream escaped his lips before he could even react to his surroundings. He blinked. It was all dark. What was happening. He righted himself and sat on the bed. Still nothing but darkness. No noises except his own breathing. All his personal belongings were gone. One thought kept running through his head, they know the plan is collapsing. In truth, the 'they' did not know it was just a accident that it happened to him and 'they' did not know who he truly was. He had powers. Ones the he could control and ones that he could not control. Having powers were a learning curve for him. He could do things that no other could. Except one. That child. The boy. The kid. The one who went by Philip. He needed to die. Some might say that this statement was extreme, but he knew what would happen if he was aloud to live. Millions would suffer if he lived. So the person sat on the bed. The person sat and thought. Planning on ending Philip. And with that a small rainbow spark flitter from his finger tips and died as it hit the floor. The room was back to darkness.

Magic Hand
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His phone had been shut off wirelessly, a man was chasing him, and now he seemingly couldn't move from fear. The man was running straight at him with what seemed to hit him. The man did not hit Philip but picked him up and ran. Philips senses kicked in, and like the senses, he also began kicking. The man seemed to be built like an elephant as every kick and punch didn't even faze him. Philip gave up with the assault. He knew he was captured and had no chance of escape from this man-giant. The man opened the door at the end of the hall and went though another series of doors. After what seemed to be eternity the man stopped. Then Philip realized who it was. Mr.Macias. His math teacher from 8th grade. "Philip. Be quite some of us want to save you." and he turned and left. What is happening??? Philip was freaking out. This is not good, but what the teacher just said really left a impact on Philip. Some of us want to help you. Then there was a knock on the door. Then silence. "May I come in?" asked a new voice. "Do I have a choice?" replied Philip, and with that a door opend and Mr.Parker came in. "Soon you will have a say Philip. Soon."