The Chosen Ones

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I saw the old man in the white robe. He seemed ethereal in a way that I couldn't describe at all. I kind of felt some power all around us, it felt rather nice but it confused me at the same time. Heck, I was curious. So I decided to stick around a little longer. After all, what harm could it do?
 
Saphira stood there, watching the strange man. How had he just appeared like that? Who ws he? And most importantly, why were they here?! Saphira looked into his eyes searching for answers, but could find none. She was confused.
 
I sudenlly awoke. I looked around and noticed alot of people, I felt nervous because whenever I meet new people I'm always shy. I sat there quietly and noticed that there eyes were changing colours. I was confused and felt like my eyes where doing the same. ''Why Keiri..Why do you feel
like your eyes are also changing colours'' I asked myself in a soft voice so no one could hear me. After several of minutes I turned around and noticed and old man wearing white clothing. 'Who is he?' I thought to myself.
 
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I watched the whole thing as everyone discussed, just taking in what I could, right now I knew nothing for certai, except one thing, we were special, all of us had been chosen to enherit certain abilities. Although I had no idea what mine seemed to be I had a feeling i already knew all about it, even though I knew nothing of it. It was a strange feeling a very strange one indeed. But, as soon as the old one stepped forward my thoughts came to a screeching halt. He was powerful this was obvious, more powerful then any one had ever been, I just knew it. I just stred in awe as his great presence apporached and began to speak.
 
I have heard everything he had said, but was still confused. "Sir," I asked, "Where do everyone come from?Why are we meeting here?" I found it quite strange even though everyone else except for two other people were acting like they were hypnotized or something, I didn't feel like it. I wondered if I was mistaken, if this was really a dream....
 
I finally seemed to have control over myself back. I demanded (with an edge in my voice that had never been there before) "What do you want with us?" He replied "Forgive me, where are my manners. My name is Adamon, though other peoples have called me different things. Zeus, Jupiter, Quetzoqatol, what have you. Regardless, I am the lord of the heavens and earth. Since time immemorial, ten such as yourself have een my lieutenents, watching over natural, and not so natural, forces. As they age, I need replacements. Will you accept?"
 
Saphira drew back. "We havent exactly been given a choice..." She said calmly, leaning against a tree.

Ooc: RP block...
 
I gasped at what this man had said, if indeed he was a man, what he claimed to be was quite hard to believe. My stubborn side took over and I said in a taunting way. "Zeus, Jupiter, Quetzoqatol? Yeah, right and I'm the great Horned God."
 
"Well, first of all, what are we to do upon acceptance, and what good will this inheritance be of? We are nothing but human beings, what could we possibly play a role in, these forces of yours?" I asked him, "By the way, my name is Cassandra. I am in search of a dream. If you can help me find it, I will gladly become one of your people." After I finished, I stared hard at Angelus and thought about what he said. 'What do they know, this man could be the answer to my prayers!...'

OOC: What does RP block mean..?
 
Ooc: It means you cant think of anything to say, like right now....
 
"Really?' I asked, "Your zues?" I asked laughing at bit, I had been in a serious mood until some ude in a white robe said he was God... "Prove it, and if you can I will gladly join your min-army or whatevrr you prefer to call us" I said a little bit of a chalenging and moocking tone.
 
"Very well" the old man replied. An odd smile was on his face. His appearance dropped, revealing a hale and healthy young man, rising slowly into the air. In a deep, booming voice he said "Do not take me for a nutcase! I am power incarnate! I am the beginning and the end!" Lightning crackled around him, his eyes seemed furious. I silently prayed that the boy wouldn't cause any more of a disturbance.
 
I fell back and gasped almost frightened from the man floating before us. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. "Okay point taken." I said as my voice shook a bit. "What do you want us to do in this army or whatever you called it?"
 
Saphira stood there, silently, listening to every word. She prayed something like that wouldnt happen again. So what are my powers...? She wondered, then realizing everyone could hear what she had thought.
 
"I apologize" I said emotionless, I wasn't afriad of him, fear wasn't something that I knew very often, and a little bit of lightning and a change of look wasn't going to change that. "I gladly accept" I said in the same tone.
 
Looking at all the scared faces around me made me wonder. 'Its so weird. I can't feel a thing. I can hear their every thought, but I have no powers. I am nothing. Remember? My life had ruined me. I am escaping from hell and I came here.' I felt nothing, and still awaited my answer. "Master, still my question unanswered, will you be able to give me my dream if I accept you?"
 
"I have no life of corse I except!" Paige said with no emotion. She stared at him with little fear "so like she just thought what are our powers?" Paige seemed to not understand how powerful this man was. She stared at the group wondering what there powers were.
 
I looked at the man seriously and straight in the eyes. He was starting to get me mad but I kept cool, after all my eyes didn't need another show of lights, I hated light. "Fine, I accept." I said coldly and hoped to get this over with.
 
"It seems I don't have a choice" I said with a snort. "The information's already in me, I assume that I won't be allowed to leave with it. I'm in."
 
As always, he wasn't listening to what that old man had to say.

Because, he noticed something wierd. The little odds and ends he kept in his pockets-they were floating around him. And moving around. The misc. paperclips, staples and needles. And accelerating...
He was getting dizzy. The metal objects suddenly stopped, and fell to the floor.

-Cool.

Just then, the old man seemed to get angry. Nic looked up- was it his doing? No, someone else had sparked him off, literally. He made a mental note to pay more attention from now on, to hear what the man had to say.
 
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