In the NavyChapter 23 A Case of High Treason
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The bullets are still in my shoulder and I really hope I don't lose an arm.
Ducking out behind a hedge in the park I can see two of the agents across the main plaza in casual clothes looking for me. One of them funnily enough being the one who shot me in my now numb shoulder.
How did I get here?
I mean I remember how I got to this painful position in the first place but I mean like in general. When did I first realize I was special compared to everyone else? I guess I would have to go back to when I was in preschool that's when the problem first popped up.
"Hi" It was the first day of preschool in Mulberry's Private School for aspiring students that held pre-K to high school seniors it's absurdly large campus. I approached a girl in the class before any adult's had arrived to see if making friends was as easy as Mom and Dad said it was. Smiling back she said "Hi, I'm Sally", after that moment I never once interacted with her again except for the first event. It was nearing the end of the school year and we were drawing a picture based off what we had learned. I wanted to draw a house with a lot of colors but I couldn't for at the time unknown to the teacher one kid named Ben hoarded all the crayons for him to use and if anyone got too close or tried to take one he would lash out against them or pull the crayons away. I tried twice with no luck to get to them for the kid was an inch taller than me at the time but even as a tiny kid I was beginning to feel frustration. Deciding in advice from Mom I politely asked "Can I have the crayons?", now at the time I didn't know the word 'borrow' so the wording is what always made me suspicious of what I said. Right as I asked he calmed and looked at me oddly but with a smile he scooted away from the crayons and kept smiling, not using my mind at the time to think twice I grabbed the crayons and passed them out to the kids which got a smile from Sally. The same hoarding kid never touched the crayons again almost to the extent of avoiding them after that day oddly enough.
The next major time was in junior high in 8th grade. Jessica, a girl I had known since the 5th grade, had a crush on me and with the help of her friends decided to act on it and me. After school one day she cornered me and said she wanted to talk to me, now at the time I wasn't really sure of how I felt of romantic intentions so it was awkward at first, but she was really intent on talking to me. She was a 5'4, gymnastic popular girl and she was stopping me from leaving after blocking me in a corner by following my escape attempts. She was playing everything along coolly and within 10 minutes she was pouring her heart out to me to which I was trying to keep track of but everything just flew by as I looked at her green and blue eyes and they wouldn't stop looking at my own then to my lips. Startlingly she shocked me out of my observations with the statement "I think I love you". Her saying that stunned me for I never thought that someone would ever say that to me until I was older here she was saying such, still stunned I guess my inflection was off when I asked her "You love me?” In hindsight it sounded more like a statement and she must've heard it as such for she gave the exact same smile and strange look as so many other people have given me in the years before. She grabbed me and kissed as hard as she could and was really into it but not as much as me for my teen hormones were skyrocketing and it was too good. She became my girlfriend for 3 years before becoming the first of harem but that is... actually relevant.
I guess the last event would have to be in high school when I started to really realize how serious my ability was becoming. Within the years of going through school I finally deduced that I had an unnatural ability of persuasion when talking to people and how extensive it could really work. Everyone in the school knew me and I knew them, there wasn't a single person on campus that I hadn't already tried my ability on and had them doing what I wanted, even though I easily could've just talked to them and have them do so anyway but the "ability" was still hard to understand at the time even with all of the research I had done which lead me to still not have the greatest ability to choose when it worked and didn't. Into the middle of the year Jessica and me were laying in her room almost going all the way right then and there before she pulled off and started talking. "I want you bad love but I have a fantasy that I only trust you with" She walked over to her dresser and went to the 3rd drawer down on the left and unlocked with a key from another drawer. She opened the drawer, paused, looked at me then smiled while picking up a collar and walking over to hand it to me. "I want you to dominate me like a master would", I was always the virgin type not ever really getting into porn or other things as such but I tried to go along with her strange request the best I could but I ended up doing too well. When I put it on her I cupped her cheeks in my hands and looking to her I eyes I said "You're my property now and forever, remember that slut". It was something I had heard one of the weirder boys say before to a girl who seemed to have similar sexual tastes as Jessica but it still worked. She became quiet and ready and from that moment she was mine and beyond happy to do as I say no matter what it was. I completely overwrite someone's mind with my voice which wouldn't have been the last time leading to how I got myself into this situation and I don't even want to get into the other things my voice can do to others because there is a long list.
Tearing the bottom portion of my shirt off I tie the strip to the connection from shoulder to torso so I could keep my blood in my body. Running from my spot low to the ground I make it to the street unnoticed and to a cab and the driver whom I tell to get to my place fast as possible. Tearing through the streets we arrive at my place within minutes and telling the driver off I make it to the front of my apartment building and slowly make my way up the stairs trying to conserve as much energy as possible. Making my way up to the door I see my name under the unit number for my apartment and I still don't know why they keep the names but they do. Rubbing the smudges from the tag I clearly see my name on the plaque.
They nearly spelled it wrong when I first got here.
(Go nuts with Male or Female but I'll be going straight Male)
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