The teacher walked into the classroom. It was the first period and everyone was pretty much still asleep. The teacher rapped his knuckles on his desk, jolting everyone awake.
"Teenagers," he said as he began to write notes on the board. I groaned and took out my history book. As I was jotting down the notes, I started to feel a little strange. I felt as if there were voices in my head and could not seem to shut them off. I ignored them and tried to concentrate. Suddenly, a wave of voices surged through my brain and I cried out in pain.
"Simon Hill, are you feeling alright?" Mr Howard called out from the front. Everyone was staring at me. I fell onto the floor and started writhing in pain as the voices got louder and louder. "Get out of my head!" I screamed as everyone watched in terror. A student ran out and screamed for help.
Suddenly, the voices in my head disappeared. Then, everyone around me started screaming in pain, clutching their heads like I did. Mr Howard was clawing at his head, shouting in agony.
"What have you done to us?" he screamed at me. Terrified, I ran out of the classroom and into the hallway. All around me, teachers and students alike were yelling in agony, raking their heads. I threw the doors open and stumbled out of the school. Police cars were seen outside. Someone had called the police and they surrounded the area.
"Put your hands in the air!" one of them shouted, pointing his gun at me.
"It wasn't me! I don't know what's going on!" I screamed in fear. "Get away!" I yelled.
Suddenly, some of the police cars flew in the air, landing a few meters away. The police scattered like ants in terror, demanding me to get down on the ground. But in my panic, I just caused more damage. After a while, a special unit arrived and tranquilised me, sending me into a deep sleep. I awoke finding myself in a prison cell, my hands chained behind my back. I looked around in terror and called for help, but the guard outside just grinned at me.
"Freak," he spat, spitting at me and walked away. I slumped onto the ground, feeling helpless when suddenly the alarms started blaring.
"Intruder! Someone has broken the main gate!" a guard yelled just as he was thrown into the air before landing heavily on several other guards. The place was in chaos as men were trying to shoot the intruder. The place was covered in smoke and I shut my eyes until the yells subsided. Suddenly, the door came off its hinges and my chains snapped loose. I quickly got up and looked at the man standing in the doorway.
He looked ordinary, wearing a long black coat and carrying a sort of staff.
"Hello young one. My name is Doctor Hanson," he introduced himself. I took a step back in fear as he approached me. "I help young people like you discover their gifts and use them to their advantage. Come with me and I can help you discover yours," he said as he extended his arm. Without thinking, I took his hand and he led me out.
"So, what do you want from me?" I asked and he came to a halt. "Your power," he grinned and injected me with a serum, causing me to collapse onto the ground, writhing in pain as my soul started to burn away. As I felt the last of myself burn away, I watched as he opened a portal and sneered, "A new addition to the team."
I cried out as I fell away into darkness.