Kent lifted one hand slightly off the bench. Through a window to a training room he saw a hydro begginer panic as every object that wasnt nailed down began levitating amid a black materialization. Then Kent dropped it with a light smirk folding to his features. He was only mucking around and in this place you had to make you own entertainment.

The dark haired kid watched as another dropped to the bench. The kid had a guitar aroudn his shoulders. Now if all the little picks of gossip that went around were true - he had a pretty good idea about this guys already. Newbie to powers and an electric.

" Alright " he said offering a greeting that managed to break out of not caring. In trueht he was knackeres and in no mood to really start a fight. Unless some peopel walked in .. but that was another story. " Lighting guitar guy right?" he said with a smile that seemed to be covering a lugh. Not in mocking but a familiarity to that kind of thing. At this school it didnt take long for everybody to have your story down." Im Kent"

Mr. yates came storming out a millisecond later. fuck knows why they gave him to Kent as a mentor. The guy was a retired hero he had too much muscle and too little brain. Lets just say he didnt really make an impact on the terminally level-headed teen.

" Knowles - Back in there NOW. Does this look like a social club to you? " The older male shouted making a few tutors and students take attention to what wasnt their business. " Later Yates" he said with a cold innocent smile. The teacher weirdly enough backed off. Angry mutterings surfacing as he turned and moved to the direction of another of his students. Anybody looking close enough would see a flash of fear in the tutors eyes. He needed to get a grip.

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Hmmm Luke inferno... Too little mind and too little matter in Kents opinion. Kent coudl take thinsg a bit reckless but he coudlt hink on hsi feet in figths. Luke coudlnt take that he couldnt beat Kent because he was a pyro and Kent absorbed energy. Energy - fire yeah you get the picture.

The kid seemed hooked up that Kent was a demon or something because he wasnt a goodie-two shoes.He knew the egoed pyro would be mouthing off but to be quiet honets eh coudlnt give a slither of a damn.

" Lukey-boy doenst like being beaten " he said with a laugh " I guess im on his bad side " Kent looked for a figth btut hat was what his stae of mind was then.That was part of his power. It over-took him and he wanted chaos and he wanted violence. Still as he said thats just hwo eh was that day.

" Yeah I think hes scare dof me or soemthing - im supposedly meant to be unpredictable " he said quite matter of factly with a current of thoughtfulness." Its nto so much he wont shout at me - he cant. Techinally there isnt manythings that take me down " his tone wasnt baostful as you might expect. It was more informative. They said Kents life until now had just made his power more aggressive. Oh the boy could control it - he was working up at around a level 10. Powerful indeed. But when it got into its own he was just its puppet. Thats what they said the cages did to him."

Cage fighting to be precise. 4 round, no-rules, winner takes all. They only slight legilation is nothing other than you body as a weapon. Well if the fighters bodies were a weapon - Kent was a ticking atom bomb. He won every match killed every oponent. But he never meant to - not honestly. Half of it was in a daze and a blur like his conciousness coudlnt even recall it. Still his power or whatever the hell it was liekd it and he grew aggressive. They arrested him for manslaughter and GBH. two seocnds later he wa shere getting calmed down. And in a weird way he wasnt losing it so often.

Still they were right along the track of unpredictable. His power had a name but its lengths it stretched to and the sheer power of him? anybodies guess. He soemtimes blacked out and soemtimes lost his senses whilst concious. He was working with it but a lot of the time. He couldnt predict when it happened. It flared up like an allergy to his own power.