Of All the People in the World

[Apollo]

I am called many names by many people. Some call me a freak. Those that have seen what I really do, say because of what makes me a freak. . .I am a hero.

I wouldn't really go as far as that though. Hero's have names that they decide. They don't go through what I do. . .Listen to me I'm complaining, when there are people out there that need my help. I have been told to report what has happened so I will. . .so please listen closely. . .I do not like to repeat myself. . .

[Apollo]

It was just any old day. I was sitting in the back of my father's truck after finishing kayaking. I had finally been aloud to go alone. But, one minute I am looking at the peaceful blue sky, wind blowing around me. Then, the next minute I am struggling with restraints I can't see, a bag over my head and strange people moving me into what I could only guess was a
car.

They began questioning me about the oddest things. Had I ever heard voices in my head? No. . .Had I ever moved something without touching it? No, never. . .Had things ever caught fire for no reason when I was sad or angry? Why are you asking me? No it hasn't I have had nothing weird in my life happen but this, I said to them.

Maybe he was wrong, though it has never happened before Roswell could be wrong this once. No one had said it, but I had heard it. "Whose Roswell?"
"What did you ask me?" The man turned. I know I didn't say that out loud.
"N-n-nothing. . ." I kept my head down. I was hoping that if didn't talk about what had just happened I could go home.
I guess we'll have to kill him. . .

[Apollo]

My heart was in my chest I know it really was, but I had that feeling like it was crawling up into my mouth, waiting for a chance to jump out. But, again I could feel it ripping at my chest. "No! I don't wanna die! Please I'll do anything!" I yelled at him.
Admit it, you can hear a voice in your head, it sounds like me. I nodded. "Say it!" He came into my face, grabbing my cheeks in his hand and squeezed. "Say it. . ."
"I heard your thoughts." Why did you lie? "I didn't lie, this was the first time I swear. . .Please, I don't wanna die." I whispered to him.
"Gentleman. . .Ros has outdone himself, he found us a listener right at his finding point." All of the others there, those in lab coats, and not a suit coat, seemed to smile and clap as if this. . .Roswell was there.

[Apollo]

I only went back to my old house once to get things I wanted. I took one picture, of everyone in my family, somehow gathered (I think at my high school graduation last year). My father finally gave me his old hunting knife, made from an antler. I took my music of course, so I could bury myself in it. All of my clothes with a hidden picture of my girlfriend at the time, one I thought I'd be with forever. . .and the last thing I took. . . My mother handed me her gun, her .48 pistol. I don't know why. . .But I felt like with it in my hand. . .I had a heavy burden on my shoulders, something was going to happen and it wasn't going to be pretty. . .From that moment on, the place I was. . .Became my home they said. It still feels like a prison.

[Apollo]

After being shown my room, with Spartans having better accommodations,
I set up everything. I didn't really see my room again for three weeks. 'O you must have slept' people say. Well yes, but I said didnt really see it. They put me in so many tests, tests of how far my new power could reach, of how many I could stand without having my head hurt so much I passed out, and if I could hear them when stressed. . .so many of these tests went on that I'd go to my room after, lay down, not knowing I was sleeping until they woke me up for more.

I didn't see another person without a lab coat for this amount of time too. By this time they didn't use my name anymore. Since I was the first found they named me. . .Fey . . . I found it nice until I knew what it meant. . .It means, fated to die.

[Apollo]

"Fey it's time we told you why you are here." Mr. Black told me, striaghtening his already perfectly straight suit coat.
"I'm guessing it has to do with what you've been testing. . .my new power."
"Yes." He stopped walking around me and stood infront. "You are to help a group of men to eliminate people that are threatening this great nation. . .now that we know your potential, and it is great, we would like to formally anounce your arrival to the dragon's P.A.W."
"The, the what?" I asked.
"The dragon's P.A.W., the governments Psychic Assault Warriors. . .you're our first." And he just left. . .what do you do knowing something like that?

[Apollo]

Over the next couple of days other people started showing up. Some were in army outfits, guns still on their hips. Others were in normal clothes, those people were either happy to be there or were upset someone had their hands on them and were pulled into this scheme. Mr. Black brought one into my room saying I would have to share now, so he also brought another cot.
The door shut and the boy lightened up. "So you are?" He said, his hand out for me to shake.
"Stuck here before you." I took his hand, his grip was strong. "They call me Fey."
"Wow. . .they told us all in debriefin' that you were the first. Your strong man, I know a telepath but he's only good for people right in front of him." He chuckled and finally let go of my hand. "Your name though? Not what they call you."
"I. . .I don't. . .remember. . ." I struggled to remember. "Jay. . .Jay Tyler. . .Yeah that sounds right." I smiled at being able to think of that. "sadly they haven't used it so it kinda. . .got lost I guess. . .but. . .uh, what do you do?"
He seemed surprised that he forgot to mention that. "Sorry, name's Tucker and I'm telekinetic."

[Apollo]

"Meaning you move things with your mind? So what name did they give you?"
He chuckled. "I chose my name actually, Fiend. I made sure I knew what it meant. . ."
"Means demonic or great at something." I interrupted him knowing it already. "Sorry, besides testing all I get to do here is read so. . ."
"You know a lot. . .I get it." He said. He started to unpack his things.

[Apollo]

I hadn't thought I'd been rude but it seemed he had taken offense to me telling him what his code name meant. I reached in my pocket for the picture I kept and t fell, I fumbled to catch it but it sat in the air. "Drop something did you?" He turned around to see it.
"You're. . ."
"Psychokinetic? Yeah, moms one and dads th' other so happens I got both. . .Nice girl you got here. . .how long's. . ."
"7 months 16 days and. . .12 minutes since I last saw her." I said, figuring the calculations out in my head.
"Been a long time then, still got mine to worry about too so I ain't aftah yours." He said and pulled out a picture of a girl next to him, he had been holding the camera one handed, the other arm around her and kissing her cheek. She wasn't a blond you would see often now a days. Most girls of the age group Tucker and I am in, like to go for the light blond. But she kept hers dirty. Her lips weren't quite full but I had a bet that when she grew a bit older they would be. "S'been the whole time I've been with her. . .Know what I mean?" He asked.

[Apollo]

I could only nod as I remembered something between me and the girl who I was missing so terribly now. . .

For some reason I thought I'd think of when I had asked her out (pulling her a side and whispering in her ear how much I cared about her). But no. . .What roamed freely through my mind was just an ordinary day I was with her. . .
All we were doing. . .Was being with each other, laying next to one another. I asked her what she was thining. She said nothing, just that she loved me and I told her I didn't want the night to end. "Just miss that." I mumbled, a smile found a way onto my face. Miss what? Screwin' her good? "No Nimrod, the feel of her in my arms." I said to him. I sighed, siting down on my bed with my head in my hands. "I just miss the feel of her close and in my arms."