Cry P.o.V

I love my power.

Honestly.

I have Invisibility as a power and for a kid who hates talking to people or being looked at in general, it's a legitimate blessing from the gods.

However, sometimes I wish it weren't so easy for me to hide, that sometimes I'd have to grow a pair and talk to people. People.

Are we, as an era of superhumans and hybrids, even capable of saying that we're people. That's a good question. My answer would be that yes, we are people, just not human. I don't remember the last time I thought about humans. Are there any humans left in the world? Are we just evolved humans? I guess I'll never know.

I looked out the window and inwardly sighed, the bell rang and Mr. Lycan (Ironically, a vampire) started to call role. When he called out my name I just whistled my signature whistle, a simple tune that made him sure I was in the class. As usual, people started looking around to try and find me. But I made sure I was invisible. But I always, every single day, questioned if I was actually invisible. Because every single day, the same blonde boy with blue eyes stares at me. Felix. Or Pewdiepie. He answers to both. I wonder if he can actually see me despite my power. But I don't dare question it for too long. I just look away and pay attention.

When the bell rings for class to end I wait until everyone leaves the classroom then make myself visible for the teacher.

"Can I have a pass?" I asked, as per my usual routine. Mr. Lycan smiled sweetly at me and held out the paper.
"I always have one for you." He repeated. I smiled. Another thing I loved is when things stay the same, change is never good. People don't change, words don't change, and when routines change things become messy and frustrating. I give Mr. Lycan one last smile before I vanish into thin air. I leave the class and walk through the now empty halls

Something I didn't mention is that I also have the power of mind control. I don't use that power often, if at all. It's too dangerous and I refuse to abuse it like some other kids.

I also didn't mention that, even when I'm visible, nobody knows what I look like, I wear a mask.

I walk into class, all eyes turned to the magically opening door. Nobody is afraid of it though, they know it's me. I make the note visible and the teacher smiles, making an estimate of where my eyes are. They are way off. All teachers automatically assume that because I am an omega, I'm short. I'll have everyone know that I am of average height so please stop staring at my chest.

I don't say this out loud of course.

This is science class. I love science. But that makes sense with my inquisitive mind. I wonder about everything from what someone's power is, all the way to how the universe was created.

I don't really pay attention in this class, the only time I do is when a worksheet is handed out. I do the worksheet then continue into my spiralling mind of endless questions. I wonder mostly about how power came to be. It's been such a long time that nobody really knows. But I have a few theories.

Did powers just appear out of nowhere?

What if there's humans left in this world?

When did the first powers arise?

Who came out first to say "We exist"?

So many question and so few answers.

Class ends quickly and I head to lunch. I do what I normally do, I sit alone at a table. But then I see Felix. He stares right at me again. I know his power is Video Game Materialization so it baffles me that he knows where I am every time. I look away and pull out paper to doodle on. But I jump when he sits across from me. I say nothing but he knows I'm here, I can feel it, and he proves my thoughts to be true.

"Cry right?" He asks. I nod, then realize that he might not see it.
"Yes.." I whisper very quietly. The man smiles brightly. "How are you today Cry?" He tries to continue a conversation. "How do you know every time. Do I not turn invisible?" Cry asked, a little above a whisper. Felix shakes his head. "No, you're invisible, I just.. It's hard to explain really.. It's like a power but it's not an official power for me, I can just tell where people are and which person it is" Felix simplified. I hummed in response. Interesting.

"Do you want to go talk somewhere more secret? I want to get to know you without looking like I'm talking to myself in the corner if the cafeteria" Felix offered. I had to hold back a scoff at his humor but nodded and grabbed Felix's arm anyway. "We can talk on the roof" I responded. Felix frowned. "How do we get on the roof?" He questioned. "I'm an angel" I answered shortly. He was quiet for the way outside but once outside he started to talk.

"I always loved the sky, sometimes I summon wings of varying types just so that I can fly. Not an easy task but the way my power makes my feel is incredible, like, I can feel it building in my heart then my heart pumps it into my veins, spreading power throughout my whole body before it releases. Think of adrenaline, feels very similar to that." Felix chatted on. I smiled, he wanted to talk to me, a shy, quiet, invisible kid that doesn't even say 'here' for attendance in class.

I sighed and sprouted my wings, grabbing just beneath his armpits and hoisting him up as I launched into the sky, just enough to get us on top of the school. We floated down the short distance that I over-shot and landed gracefully on the roof.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're incredibly graceful, I can sense your movement and the way you hold yourself is proud, yet humble. Confident but not egotistical. You shrink down ever so slightly when I stare and when you bump into people, you shrink back and go around them quickly-- but not too quickly so that nobody can feel the air shift around your movement" Felix described. I could feel the heat rise on my cheeksas I looked out at the sky, I let it happen since he can't see it. I smiled sheepishly and muttered a shy 'thanks' before he started to describe more random stuff.

"I always wondered what you look like or what your voice sounds like, I know I've heard you speak before but it wasn't talking, you didn't use your Vocal chords so I have to wonder if there's a deep, baritone voice in you or something a little higher. As for looks Its a true mystery. I'd like to think that you have unique eyes, most invisibles-- according to my own personal research-- have blue eyes of varying shade and depth. But I think that you, my dear secretive Cry, have green-yellow eyes." My heart skipped a beat when he said that because I actually did have Green-yellow eyes, depending on what mood I'm in, the colors flipped, sometimes being more green and sometimes being more yellow. "I think that you have brown hair, not the brown that's almost blonde like me, nor the dark brown that turned into black when you shower. But a nice, medium brown, hazel maybe." Also correct.

"You're really good at describing things" I noted. He nodded but I continued when silence fell over us. "I can only really describe the things I see the most so a sunset sky, or the dawn sky. I could describe to you in vivid detail what this plain old roof looks like since I come up here all the time." I finished and looked at Felix, who was looking at me intently.

"I'm glad that you like talking to me" he said honestly. I smiled despite myself. I looked back out to the sky.

"You're a nice person to be around, it's not hard to like your company. People believe that I'm antisocial if they know I exist at all, but I really just like being alone. I love detail too so your vivid mind is just... It's incredible!" I rambled.

We fell into a comfortable silence and I decided to start up a new one.

"Can you show me some of the things you create?" I asked. I wanted to see.

"Only if you show me your wings" He bargained. Easy.

"Deal" I said as I slowly let my wings come into view. His smiled returned into a face splitting grin before it turned to wonder.

"You wear a mask.." He noted out loud. I flinched. "Its really cool, I can't see what you look like and I wish I could but your mist, while simple, is really cool.." He insisted.

"Uhh. . . Thanks..?" I said, unsure on how to respond he smiled and started to summon little creatures. Pokèmon. I gasped as a little baby-looking Piplup materialized in front of me. I 'aww'ed at it and Felix laughed. I pouted and glared at him. "Hey, you can't judge me, this thing is adorable!" I insisted and, picked it up. I looked and saw that most of the Pokèmon were crowding around me. I giggled.

"You like my babies?" Felix asked. I raised an eyebrow.

"Your babies?"

"Well, yeah. I love every one of my creations, I create life as I please, they are the product of my life-creating so therefore, these are my babies." He explained. It was amazingly logical for something seemingly so simple.

"True" I muttered and sat down. A large Growlithe trotted up to me and just sat there. I cocked my head at it and it copied my movement with only a slight delay. I made a noise that sounded vaguely of thought then stood up, the Growlithe followed. I lifted an arm, Growlithe listed an arm. I smiled, his creations can see me.

"Why is Growlithe just doing random motions?" Felix asked.

"He's not, he's copying me" I stated bemusedly. I rolled over to my side and stood up, Growlithe did the same. "Is it okay if I take notes on this? I mean, they have cognitive thinking, they can see through my power, and I'd be damned if they didn't have feelings." I asked, taking my eyes off of the Growlithe and looking at Felix. He looked amused.

"Sure, but only if I get to take my own notes with you." He stated. I nodded. Growlithe nodding with me, I laughed.

So that's what we did, we spent the rest of the day testing different theories. I say the rest of the day because being up there, we forgot about school. I was too focused on how animated the man before me was. He lit up like a city at night and shared that light with anyone who was willing to get close enough. It was amazing to observe everything he tested himself and hearing his laugh when I tested weird and random things.

At one point, as I was flying home, it hit me right in the chest that I had let him in.

But oddly enough. . .

I didn't want to let him go. I just wanted to have him by me, then another thing hit me that was even more daunting.

But oddly enough. . .

I didn't mind being in love with him.

1971 words.