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Imagine #1

You're an Evo and you read Tommy Clark's mind, finding out he's one, too.

Warnings: insecure reader, Tommy is so sweet, fluff

I rushed down the corridor, brushing shoulders with practically every person I passed. My brain surged with an unholy fire, and I knew the voices clanging against my skull were not my own. I tried to shut them out, building a Great Wall of my own to protect me from their whispers. I failed.

My knees wobbled, and I barely registered the bodies that hit me as I hurried to my locker. The bell will ring any moment, now, and if anyone thought I was in hell already-they were severely wrong. My feet carried me to my belongings hidden behind the small metal door. I reached for the lock, but stopped myself. This was the worst part of being me. I could hear thoughts through touch, but when I touch objects...

Dear reader, did you know objects have memories, too? Because I didn't, either. But now, as I opened my locker, images of a boy being shoved against that very metal box flooded my senses, and I recoiled. That wasn't just any boy, that was my boyfriend, Tommy.

"Hey, are you okay?" I jumped at the familiar voice, and there stood the very person I just saw in my 'vision'. I avoided his green eyes, while he tried to search my own (e/c) ones. I wished Brad wouldn't pick on him so much. Tommy had such a beautiful soul, he deserved so much better.

"Uh, yeah. The static from my jumper; it zapped me." I laughed, gesturing to the brown, woollen thing tied around my waist. He smiled along with me. I noticed something dark and blue around his eye. I clenched my fists.

He turned back to gather his things, and I roughly gathered my books for History and Forensic Science. I pressed my body against the lockers and tried not to let anyone touch me. Tommy kept glancing in my direction, and I figured I looked strange.

"Are you sure—"

"What class do you have next?" I asked suddenly. I closed my locker with the tip of my pinkie, cringing away from the picture of a couple making out, and looked at him.

"History, then Forensic. Same as you." Just on que, a shrill ring sounded down the hall, and I thanked the heavens for an excuse to escape. I hated my power. I hated especially that I had to keep it from my boyfriend.

"Right, well, let's go."

The hall was completely filled with students, all of them pushing through in their hurry to get somewhere. Not one inch of the floor was uncovered; my head was sure to explode. More often then I'd like to admit, I walked right into someone so I wouldn't touch Tommy. I didn't care about some ninth-grader's step-dad, and I refused to invade my boyfriend’s mind.

We walked in silence, my arms folded over my chest, and I continued to keep my distance. If Tommy noticed, he didn't show it.

By the time we joined the line outside door 16-B, Tommy and I were two of the only people still walking around. Two idiots at the front were arguing over something I didn't care to listen to. There were yelling and cursing and spitting in each other's faces. Then, the dirty-blonde footballer named Brad shoved tall and skinny Andrew into Tommy, and I caught his arm before he fell too far. I wasn't even thinking, and I pushed him off me like he was dirt.

Don't use your power. The thought echoed in my brain. But it wasn't mine, it was Tommy's.

My heart jolted. His power? Was he an Evo?

~Time skip~

All of yesterday, all I could think about was Tommy and his peculiar thought. He would smile at me when I spaced out, having no clue that I knew. Walking through the hall to lunch, Tommy had taken my hand. Usually, I would push him away. But I didn’t. And I knew about all of it. His struggle, moving so often the places fused together in his mind. He kept changing his name until he forgot his real one.

I thought it over as I walked outside with Tommy. He was so kind to everyone, his eyes soft and with a heart of gold. No one would’ve known he’d have gone through so much. And they definitely wouldn’t have suspected he was a “dangerous” Evo. He felt so alone, even when he was with me. He wanted so bad to be with people like him. So, with this knew confidence, I was going to tell him.

I knew I wasn’t exactly like him. He could zap things and people to other places. Mine were an invasion of space. I realised he could hate me for listening to his thoughts, as I had been doing lately. He could be disgusted by it. And if he saw me that way, looked at me with that hatred in his eyes... I couldn’t bare to think about it. But I would tell him anyway. He needed someone to confide in about more than school and bullies. I needed to be more than his girlfriend. I needed to be his best friend, too.

"Tommy," I looked over at him, and he was already searching my eyes. My heart skipped a beat. Did I mention he's adorable?

"What's up?" He slipped his hand into mine, and—once again—I held onto it. He rose a brow.

"I need to... tell you something." Panic and worry flooded my senses, then it was replaced with concern. It was Tommy, I felt, and as much as I wanted to, I didn't pull away.

"I'm listening." His eyes were soft, and a slight curiosity mixed in with his fear.

"Not here, at my house."

I pulled him over to my side of the street, and we hurried along the sidewalk. I focused on his feelings instead of his thoughts, but a few words slithered in, anyway.

...something wrong? ...acting strange... Does she... what happened? Evo... see something... Why... ...know about me?

I unlocked my door and we stepped inside, Tommy closing it behind me. Luckily, my parents weren't home, so I could at least prepare myself for their fury. I wasn't allowed to tell anyone. Not even other Evos.

"If I told you something that could..." I took a shaky breath, and I was overwhelmed with more concern than I thought one could feel. "Ruin our relationship, promise you won't hate me?"

Tommy shook his head. "Nothing could make me hate you, (y/n)." I nodded slowly. This was it.

"I'm an Evo."

The silence that stretched on was terrifying. Emotions flooded in one after the other and I hardly registered what they meant. I squeezed his hand tighter, and he finally met my eyes. But he didn't say anything.

"Tommy, talk to me." He pulled his hand out of mine, and my heart broke a little.

Then, I was pulled into his chest. He wrapped his arms around my frame, and laughed. It was a happy laugh, and he felt an overwhelming sense of relief. I felt it, too.

"You're like me!" He pulled back, hands resting on my shoulders, beaming. "Is this why you've been so distant lately? You wanted to tell me?" My smile faded. Of course he had noticed. He's my best friend, my only friend. How could he not see my reluctance to be around him?

"Yeah, I-I mean no. Sort of." He tilted his head and furrowed his brows. I didn't need to be an Evo to know he was confused. "It's my ability. I didn't want to hurt you..."

"(y/n), I know you. You would never hurt me or anyone. You wouldn't stand for it." His smile was sweet, and his heart was true. But there was also a trace of doubt.

She could be dangerous.

"I'm not dangerous, Tommy, I promise." His eyes widened. "I wouldn't have physically hurt you. That's not how I work. But I didn't want to hurt your feelings. Bruise your soul..." Tommy removed his palms from my shoulders, and I felt almost empty. All I felt was me, and it should've felt right, but it was far from it. "The mind... it's a private place, and I can invade it whenever I want. My power is cruel."

I expected him to run, hit his chest and disappear. Instead, he did something most unexpected.

He kissed me.

It was slow, cautious. His lips were soft, and his heart poured out into mine. Opening himself up to me like nothing mattered. Nothing but us and this small moment. He rested his forehead to mine, his forest eyes looking at me in a way he'd never looked at anybody else before.

Anybody else besides me.

“(y/n), you don’t have to be ashamed.” He whispered, a hint of a smile on his lips. “You’re beautiful, mind-reading powers and all.” Tommy laughed softly, and I smiled wide.

“I love you.” I admitted, a blush creeping across my cheeks. Tommy beamed, his eyes twinkling.

“I love you, too.”

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Nathan Bennet || 18 || Ability Replication || Rogue

Open - Taken

——————————————————————- it WAS a brave new world

Personality Traits:

Sassy

Protective

Rash

Summary:

Knows about his sister and his mother, but as far as Nathan knows, has never met either of them.

He was born on June 13th, a date that will bring disaster in its wake.

When a physical touch is made between Nathan and his sister, they have the shared ability of power fusion of which they are both unaware.

Sometimes goes by Tommy Clark when on Rogue missions to protect his identity.

Frequently changes abilities according to the mission.

Can speak Japanese fluently.

Due to the nature of their joint ability, Nathan can’t replicate Malina’s power.

FC:

Robbie Kay

———————————————————————————————— now the WAR is here

Full Background:

The world will change on June 13th, however, unlike Malina, Nathan was well aware of some of the reasons why. On the day of their birth in the future, Hiro Nakamura made the difficult decision to bring Nathan and Malina back in time to 1999. They were separated to prevent those coming back from the future finding them.

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