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"No fucking way, you're outta your mind Dean." Dean didn't even look surprised that Kevin was saying no, and launched into the argument phase of convincing his friend to do this. "C'mon dude, it'll just be for a night-" "I said no, Dean! I've seen what your dads experiments can do. Or have we forgotten about my hairless dog?" "Aw, Tubbs is pretty cute with no fur." "He's a German Shepard and he's wall eyed! He's never been the same since." The two continued walking for about a minute in silence. Then Kevin spoke up again. "What's the big deal about this girl, anyway?" Dean stopped dead in his stride and gaped slack jawed at Kevin until his friend stopped and turned. "Dude, Amie Holtzhauser is not just this girl; and you fucking know it. She is the girl And the only way she will want to be with me is if she sees me with an even hotter girl than her.." "So you would have me turn myself into a girl in an attempt to," Kevin held up his fingers to make quotation marks, "Amy jealous enough to want to date you. Never mind that your father's inventions rarely work as advertised. I'd probably end up with my head up my own ass! No, Dean; the answer is no. Can that be the end of it please?" Dean looked only marginally disappointed, but Kevin's jaw was set and they had been friends long enough for him to know there would be no give on this topic. "I'm sorry for bringing it up, dude. Lets hurry up and get to your place before you're moms meatloaf gets cold." The two-teenaged boys continued walking side by side. Kevin made a face of disgust. "I'll never understand how you can love that stuff, she makes it nearly every night." "Ha! How do you think I know what's for dinner?" Kevin smirked, as he looked sidelong at Dean, "I dunno maybe your dad experimented on you as baby?" Dean delivered the expected slug to the shoulder and the two laughed raucously as they continued walking towards Kevin's house. "Holy shit..." Kevin felt a soft poke to his chest. Only something felt wrong almost as iff there was less resistance but more mass. His eyes fluttered open to focus on Dean hovering over him. "Holy shit, they're blue!" Kevin shrunk back into his pillow in an attempt to get some distance. His body was waking up and sending back unfamiliar sensations to his brain; an unfamiliar weight on his chest, the feeling of a pillow under his ass, the blanket somehow feeling rougher on his skin. "I can't believe it fucking worked!" "Dude..." Kevin's voice wasn't right. It was too high pitched, to... female. Slowly from under the covers Kevin brought his hand up to his chest. And felt a large supple breast. A breast, which registered in his brain as being rather painfully grasped by his own hand. Kevin threw back the covers and stared down at the two jiggling orbs, which sat high on his chest. Dean who was ogling the same breasts, which were now straining against Kevins t-shirt watched them rise suddenly as Kevin gathered breath to yell. Dean clapped a hand over his friends mouth. "No, no, no don't yell. You'll wake up your mom and dad." Kevins eyes went wide as anger gripped him and he proceeded to pummel Dean with his fists as hard as he could. Although Dean felt the strikes they were at most half of Kevin's former strength and he was able to deflect most of them while still keeping a hand pressed firmly over Kevins mouth, effectively pinning his friend to the bed. "Dude calm down!" Instead Kevin dug his small fingers deep into Deans shaggy hair and pushed away causing him to cry out and release Kevin. "Ow!" "You fucking fuck!" Kevin's new voice didn't carry nearly the vehemence he felt. "Kevin I know you're pissed, but if you don't stop yelling your parents are gonna come looking to see why there's a girl cursing so loudly in your room. Please let go of my hair." Mustering all the strength he had, Kevin pushed Dean off the bed by his hair and rolled off the other side. As soon as he stood up Kevins boxer shorts dropped to the floor. "Nice ass..." Kevin nearly spun around but instead turned his head and shot him what was supposed to be a withering glare, but ended up being a cute pout as crimson hair fell in front of his eyes. Snatching up the blanket, Kevin wrapped himself. "Get out!" Kevin hissed. Now that they were both standing it became readily apparent that Kevin was now shorter than Dean and already knew he was weaker. This triggered something deep in his new female brain, sensation that he never known on this level and it suddenly terrified him. Fear. Dean had turned him into this, touched his chest, and prevented him from yelling. It was definitely fear that was rising up in his chest now. Heaving, swelling like a tsunami wave that was certain to overtake him if he did nothing. "Are you going to hurt me?" "What? No. Kevin, I just want you to help me get Amy-" "Leave." "Kevin-" "Dude just give me the fucking antidote and we can still be friends." Kevin held his hand out, shaking from fear and remaining anger. Dean gestured in the general direction of his house about two miles away. "It's in my dads lab." "What?" Tears brimmed in Kevin's blue eyes. "Dean, please. Right now I am terrified of you and I need you to get the fuck out of my room, right the fuck now. If we were ever friends you will go to your house and get the fucking antidote. Please go, it's getting really hard to hold this scream in. "If you hurry my parents won't find out and we might still be friends." Without another word, but carrying a very disappointed expression, Dean went to the door and cracked it open then slipped into the hallway and closed the door behind gently. As soon as he was gone the feelings that had been swelling inside of him began to subside. And the logic of his brain began to reassert itself. Dean was just desperate for a girlfriend, Kevin told himself, and this wasn't the first time Dean had pulled a stunt like this with one of his fathers concoctions. Thus the reason Tubbs was now a naked German Sheppard. That device was supposed to make him a more obedient dog. Yeah. Dean'll return with the antidote, I'll get back to normal and I will fucking pretend I never had tits. Kevin looked down at his chest, at the two protruding masses of flesh that still pushed against his t-shirt. He didn't need to feel between his legs to know the effect was complete. The lack of motion down there told him the truth as he moved towards the bedroom door to lock it. His mother loved to come barging in on Saturday mornings. After completing that task, Kevin turned and found himself staring into the mirror mounted to his closet door. And felt his heart stop. A teenaged girl, about seventeen, long red hair and large blue eyes. She had a small upturned nose and freckles that danced across the bridge of her nose and full lips. Large breasts that stood high and proud on his chest and gently flaring hips. Kevin was disgusted with what he saw. A gorgeous red-head that was all too real. Hurry up, Dean. Kevin continued to his dresser and pulled a pair of sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt from the top drawers. He had to tug and wiggle to get the sweats up past his hips and was instantly loathsome of his choice. He didn't need to look in the mirror to know the jersey cotton was cleaving to his lower half like a second skin. Not wearing any underwear he could feel the seam running between his legs and up his backside. The sensation made him nauseous but he didn't change and shrugged into the t-shirt which draped off of him like a tent, leaving one shoulder bare. And then he went and sat on bed and waited and waited... Kevin pressed end and stared down at his cell phone in confusion for several long moments. It hadn't even gone to voicemail, just a busy tone. Until this moment Kevin had never thought it possible to get a busy signal on a cell phone. Even if it was turned off it should have just gone strait to voicemail. The hell? Kevin sighed; even his mental voice was female. Something was wrong. The dawn had just barely been breaking when Dean had left and now bright sunlight poured into his bedroom window. Kevin could hear his parents and sister making noise downstairs in the kitchen. The smell of bacon wafting up through the vents of the old house only served to ignite his hunger. But he dared not leave his room until Dean returned. It took another pebble against the window to get his attention and Kevin slid it open in time for a third pebble to sale into his room and bounce across the carpet. Kevin craned his head out holding his long tresses back as he did so. "Dean! Thank god! Hurry up and get up here!" Dean shook his head and took several deep breaths of air before speaking. He was red faced and sweating as if he had run to full two miles to get there. "Dude, get out of the house! Now!" Dean was yelling at full volume, loud enough to be heard by Kevins family. "Do you have the anti-" "No! Man I really fucked up! You need to get out of the house, Kevin! I can't explain it right now, but they think I'm bringing back to my place! I don't know how long they'll wait until the come!" There was a knock at Kevins bedroom door. "Kevin is there a reason why you and Dean are yelling out the window?" It was his mom. "Stop yelling, my moms at the door!" Kevin hissed. The sound of a helicopter approaching suddenly registered to both of them and while Kevin looked up out of minute curiosity Dean's panic doubled. Another knock at the door however refocused Kevin to the problem at hand. The knob rattled and there was a mixture of alarm, anger and concern in his mothers voice. "Kevin, do you have a girl in there, behind a locked door!? You open this door right now, young man!" "Kevin, I'll explain everything. But right now, there are men with guns and government IDs coming here to take you away! You need to get out of the house! This is a Class A Emergency!" It was something they often joked about because Deans Father did work for the government. If for any reason there was a problem Dean was to use that phrase as code for "The shit has hit the fucking fan." Kevin nor Dean had ever seriously thought they would need to actually enact a plan they had thought up over pizza and warm beer. From the back lawn below, Dean could see the girl that was Kevin turn pale and pressed home the urgency as the helicopter drew closer. "I fucked up bad, Kevin. Real bad, but if you don't get out right now..." Kevin was already climbing out of the window. His shorter stature made what was usually pretty easy more difficult but he managed and soon was standing on the edge of the patio awning. The distant to the grass looked both closer and higher at the same time. He was still getting used to this body and wasn't sure he could manage the drop without breaking an ankle. Especially with bits of his body jiggling and bouncing all over the place. Dean saw the problem and stepped under with his arms out stretched. "I'll catch you! Come on!" Kevin sat on his rump with his feet hanging off and edged over. Just as he felt Dean grab his bare feet both heard the sliding door open and the booming voice of Deans policeman father. "Just what in the hell is going on here?" Still looking up at Kevins female form descending towards him, Dean responded, "Mr. Lopez some very not nice people are going to be knocking on your door any second now. It would be a good idea to cooperate with them, okay?" Dean watched Kevins feminine face grimace as his hands slipped over Kevins flared hips and gripped at his tapered waist. Mr. Lopez strode across the patio just as the girl dropped the rest of the way down and spun to look at him. "Who are you young lady and where is Kevin?" Kevin opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by Dean, "She's nobody important, sir." Then giving Kevin a solid, tug on the arm. "Let's go, over the wall and into the trees. I'll give you a boost." Mr. Lopez stood in shock as the two teenagers run to the wall; one female and barefoot wearing his sons sweatpants and obviously braless the other; Dean, Kevin's best friend since child hood. In a very ungentlemanly fashion Dean put his should under the girls rump and nearly threw her over the wall. Dean quickly followed and they were gone. "Well?" The agent shook his head as he walked through the door. "Damnit!" Dr. Romero paced the lab for a few moments in thought. Making it a point to avoid looking at Mr. Kelly, Dean's father. "What did you get from the bedroom?" The agent held up an object that looked like a pistol with a long needle on the end, "We found the injector and a crudely drawn map of some sort of escape plan. Looks like just a couple of young boys playing around, but it could mean something. I have agents on the way to their indicated rendezvous now." Dr. Romero continued pacing the room, "And what about a physical description? Did anyone else actually see her?" "The father, sir..." The agent glanced over at Mr. Kelly, who actually looked apprehensive to the answer as well. What ever the situation everyone wanted to know if he had finally perfected the formula. "Red hair, blue eyes... Fire and Ice, sir, and..." The agent swallowed, "Freckles across the nose, sir." A pin could have fallen on carpet and there would have been an echo, it was that silent. "... fire and ice, with freckles?" "Yes sir..." Mr. Kelly finally dared to speak, "I don't understand. What is the issues with freckles? I got fire and ice to work, isn't that what you guys wanted?" Dr. Romero turned a scathing eye in Mr. Kelly's direction. "The issue of freckles, Mr. Kelly, is that they are what we've taken to calling "The God Augment"." Dr. Romero turned completely and approached Mr. Kelly, his voice raising as the full implications of his problem became more and more evident. "As impressive as your achievements are, you have done the stupidest thing imaginable, by not securing your lab properly! Which I distinctly remember stressing the tenets of security when you signed on! And now, because of your insane amount of stupidity you have essentially given god-like control over fire and ice to a damned seventeen year old!" Dr. Romero's face had gone red. "Shit," was Mr. Kelly's response to the tirade. "Yeah, Mr. Kelly, SHIT!" Dr. Romero took a few moments to calm down and the color receded from face. "We need to get a sample of her hair and get it to Smokey, right now. Let's move. And bring the good Mr. Kelly. We need to find them and get a Halo on her before it's too late." "Dude, can we take a break," a deep inhale of air, "We've been walking for like three hours." Kevin didn't answer but stopped just inside the tree line to a field, on the other side of which was a tract of homes surrounded by a wall. Dean stopped next to him and put his hands on his head to increase lung capacity. After the initial run Kevin had taken lead and been keeping a grueling pace, in silence. Dean glanced over to his changed friend and was disturbed to see that he wasn't breathing heavy. Nary even a drop of sweat beaded on his brow. In fact, Kevin looked so much at rest that if it wasn't for periodic blinking he would have thought he was looking at a statue. His eyes were more blue than the last time Dean had looked; almost cold and very calculating. "Kevin? Are you okay?" There was a very long pause and then Kevin spoke, "I have to pee. It's getting hard to hold it in." Dean chuckled, "Seriously, man? There are trees all around-" Kevin turned and fixed Dean with a look. Dean actually felt a wave of warmth pass over him. "Sorry, man." Kevin was being incredibly eerie; he was way too calm for their situation. Dean swallowed, "Okay where did you lead us, Great Scout Master?" Kevin was still holding his gaze at Dean, but pointed across the field. "That's Daniels house." "Daniel Forrester? We walked nearly ten miles?" "Yes. Let's go." Kevin started to move off, but Dean caught his arm and stopped him. "Hold on, Kevin. I need to apologize." Kevin pulled his arm free and kept walking, not noticing the rocks that were digging into his feet. "Apologize later, Dean. When there are no longer government agents hunting me." They made it to the back wall of Daniels house in silence. Dean watched Kevin quickly frustrate when he discovered he couldn't jump high enough to grab the top of the wall. "Can I give you a boost?" Kevin didn't look at him, every he did it was getting harder and harder to look away. He kept in front of Dean because when behind he was acutely aware of the way Dean smelled. Kevin couldn't identify what it was that his new body was telling him, but he didn't like the thought of what it- "Can you do it without feeling me up this time?" Dean looked a little sheepish. "Sorry about that," he said as he squatted down with his fingers interlaced. "Come on." Still no looking at him, Kevin took the boost and just barely managed to pull himself up onto the top of the wall. Without waiting for Dean he dropped the ten feet to the grass on the other side. Kevin waited for Dean and then started walking towards the back slider. "Hold on," Dean whispered as he stepped in front of Kevin. "What now?" "Dude, what if..." Kevin wasn't looking at him, but strait at his chest. "Why won't you look at me?" "Stay on topic. What is it now?" Dean glanced over his shoulder and pulled Kevin behind a large oleander bush. "What if they put my face on the news? They know were together, but there's no way they could know what you look like. Daniel's mom stays home with his baby brother. If she's watched any tv today than it's almost a guarantee that-" "Dean, enough of this shit!" Kevin finally locked eyes with Dean and what he saw forced him to step back. Kevins eyes were now dark blue with large flecks of fire in them. Actual flecks of tiny little flames were dancing in the coronas. "You fucking got me into this and now it's starting to feel like you don't really want to help. You did more than just turn me into a chick! There is something seriously weird with this body!" Dean could not even hear the girl before him screaming at him. Her eyes were now almost completely orange flames and not only could he feel it be could also see waves of heat coming off of Kevin; the ripple effect reminiscent of hot pavement. "I can't look at you, because of how this body responds when I do! First I was terrified of you and now I think it wants to fuck you; which is not gonna fucking happen-" Kevin punctuated his last sentence by placing his hands on Deans chest in order to push him. As soon as he made contact with the cotton of Deans shirt it burst into flame. Both of them startled; Dean jumped back and Kevin stnatched his hands back, closing them into fists he did so. This action had the effect of pulling the fire from Deans front, coalescing into Kevins hands and disappearing as quickly as it came. Both stood in shocked silence for a long moment. Then Kevin looked into Deans eyes again, they had returned to a normal shade of blue. "The fuck was your dad working on, Dean? What the hell have you done to me?" His voice was barely above a whisper. A door opened and someone called out, "Hello? Who's there?" Daniel appeared around the bush and stopped dead in his tracks. "Dean... is that the girl you kidnapped?" "I have to pee." Kevin walked into the house, leaving the two boys watching his jiggling rump as he did so. "Uh, Dean?" "Yeah we got some talking to do. Tell me you're home alone?" Still looking confused, Daniel gestured over his shoulder, "My older sister is here but doesn't she need directions?" "Come on let's get inside, and yes he knows the way." Daniel had fallen in step with Dean and his head came around like an owls. "He?" "Daniel? Who was that girl-" Kelly's jaw dropped when she saw Dean nonchalantly leaning against the kitchen counter and drinking a glass of water. "What the fuck are you doing!? Is that the girl you kidnapped?" "I didn't kidnap anybody, Kelly-" "Yeah right, I'm calling the cops." Kelly walked across to where the phone sat on its base. "I don't know what's going on, but you're face is all over the news talking about forcing some girl to jump out of her own bedroom window." "What's her name?" Kelly stopped with her finger hovering over the nine key. "What?" Dean decided to play on Kelly's intelligence. "What's the girls name? Have they even shown a picture of what she looks like? Or a description even?" This from Daniel as he studied his friend, "What are you saying, Dean?" "That I didn't kidnap anybody. He and I are in some serious trouble and it's my fault." Daniel pointed an accusatory finger. "That's the second time you've called her a he. Why?" Dean looked between the brother and sister. He and Kevin needed their help at least for the night if it was at all possible. Daniel was a mutual friend of he and Kevins. Daniel would help if he could. Dean explained everything. By the time he finished Kevin had returned from the bathroom. The positioning of the kitchen prevented Dean from knowing the Kevin was listening to the sordid tale of this mess. But he was marginally gratified to hear genuine remorse in his voice for giving Kevin the shot even after he had said no. His shirt had vanished and Kevin noticed he glossed over the fire incident outside. He's finally using some intelligence... Kelly glanced over Deans shoulder to see the smaller Kevin standing there. "Is this true?" "Yes." "Prove it." Kevin shrugged his shoulders, "My name's Kevin, I'm seventeen and go to Elliot Sherod High School." "Really? When was the last game the football team won?" Kevin snorted derisively, "Never." Kelly and Daniel shared a look. There was no reason for this girl to pretend she was Kevin. It was a small town and Daniel knew he'd recognize a pretty girl. If she was from outside of town she'd done some serious homework. Living in central Texas and not having a high school football worthy of the name was quite an embarrassment and the town worked hard to keep that quiet. "Look if you guys aren't going to believe us, fine. But we need your help either way." Daniel raised his eyebrows in a question and Kelly finally nodded her assent, then smiled at Kevin. "You're lucky our parents and little brother are gone for the weekend." She took Kevins hand and began to lead him away. "Come on girl, you need a bra." "I'm still a boy you know?" Kelly barked out a laugh, "Not with that figure you aren't!" Kevin could hear laughter from the kitchen as Kelly dragged him into her bedroom and slammed the door. **************************************************************** Kevin knew he was dreaming, but it felt real. As in even in this space he could feel a slight breeze playing against his skin. He was sadden to see that even in his dreams he was female now, but accepted that for what it was and moved on. He sat on a park bench not knowing why but feeling like he was waiting for something or someone. The bench was by itself, however, there was no park. No grass, no trees, nothing. In fact al around him all he could see was nothing. His was dark but not, as far as he could tell the horizon was distant and close at the same time. The surface beneath his feet was soft to look at but firm to touch. But even when he looked down there was no discernible way to tell there was anything there. Kevin closed his eyes and breathed deeply. There was no odor to the air- "Wow, you are really pretty." Kevin's eyes flicked open to see a girl with black hair and black eyes sitting across from him. He looked around quickly to see where she might have come from. "Don't worry about that, we have some things to discuss." "Who are you?" "My name is Silth. I have power over the dream state." Kevin pointed to the thick headband the girl wore. It shined from the indirect light and had several beeping lights on both sides before it disappeared into her thick hair. "What's that for?" Silth raised a hand and seemed perturbed that Kevin had pointed it out. "It's called a Halo. It limits my powers to what ever they want and keeps us under control." "Us?" "Yes, us; there are five. Well six now, counting you. The government fears what it has created. They're desperately trying to find you right now, just to get a Halo on you before you realize your full potential. Then they won't be able to do anything about it. After all, you have freckles." Kevin had a blank look on his face and Silth responded with a dubious look of her own. "You don't know what you've become do you?" Kevin held up his hands, "I know that I can create fire-" "Create! You made fire? Out of nothing? How?" Kevin shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know. I was angry at Dean at I just felt this energy building up in my body and when I went to push him, his shirt caught on fire." Silth was silent for a long time as she processed this information. She knew that in the real world there were men in lab coats listening and watching this conversation via her Halo. But had no intention of telling Kevin that. Silth actually wanted to help the girl sitting across from her. When Dr. Romero had returned nearly foaming at the mouth of an avatar with freckles she knew she was going to help in anyway she could. Just so long as the powers that be didn't clue to it. Silth filed that information away and moved on to the next topic. There were a series of questions she was supposed to ask. "What's his name?" Kevin looked confused. "Whose name?" "They boy you spent the entire day with, the one you can't stop thinking about." Silth watched the rosey glow creep up Kevin's neck and into his face. "It's called imprinting. You're bonded to him now." Question answered... Silth could hear the alarm in his voice, "What does that mean!?" "It means that he is your, friend, lover, muse, life mate... It's why you've remained relatively calm so far. I mean think about it. You fell asleep male and woke up female, with all the trappings by the way, and you barely bat an eye lash. You just automatically switched to problem solving mode." Silth leaned forward and rested her elbows on the table, resting her chin on interlocked knuckles. "He was the first male you saw and you imprinted on him. In a controlled environment they would have decided when that was to happen but here we are." Silth waited to see if Kevin had anything to say and then continued on, "It's a blessing and a curse. You will kill for him, you will defend his life with your own, all without a thought. He will also be the sole focus of an idle mind. I'm sure you've already discovered that. How are the cravings?" "What cravings?" "The ones that have you enjoying disturbing thoughts and urges." Silth smiled at obvious discomfort. "Listen kid, I fought it too. I fought it hard. But eventually we all gave in and you will too. I was so horny by the time I gave in. It was over before I even was close to regaining control of myself and I put my man in cast in the process. They know that we still view ourselves as males trapped in these bodies sometimes they even play on it. But there is a girl in there with you now and if you don't let her have her way from time to time she will take it by force and lord save the poor boy you imprinted on. I haven't seen a male yet be able to resist us, especially when we get demanding. Just let it happen okay?" Kevin just stared strait ahead trying to grasp exactly what Silth was telling him. This time he decided to change subjects. "Do you know what all my abilities are?" Silth smiled brightly, "Fire and Ice, with freckles." "What does that mean?" "Essentially, you can burn and freeze anything; control fire, control water and ice. The freckles means that-" Silth suddenly gripped her head and cried out in pain. Her visage began to fade. "Listen, they're pulling me out. They don't want you to know what you can do. They have your map... I'll return when I can..." She was gone. Several moments later and Kevin could feel himself waking up and didn't resist. Kevin opened his eyes slowly and remained still. He focused on a speck on the ceiling as he mulled over what Silth had told him. He had been wondering himself why he had taken all of this so calmly and was actually relieved to finally know. All day yesterday, besides from the original freak out, he had been silently concerned that he was taking the entire situation so calmly. But at the same time he was equally disturbed that he was imprinted on Dean. It was indeed disturbing that it wasn't disturbing imagining himself writhing on top of Dean. Mounted upon his manhood and grinding atop him- Kevin blinked hard as the thought took on a force of its own and became more and more graphic. He felt a flush spread across his body; his nipples stiffen in the cups of his bra and a humid dampness in the panties he wore. For the first time he became truly aware of his body and the girl that he now shared it with. She was separate of him and yet not. Not so much a separate entity as a different way of thinking, of expression. For now she was politely knocking on the door, peering through the windows. But Kevin could already tell she wouldn't wait too much longer before he let her in. I'm not ready for you yet. Kevin forced his thoughts to more mundane things, like how to get out of town, and felt his body starting to cool down. The sun was casting it's first rays of morning light through the window of Kelly's room, heralding the coming of what Kevin was sure to be a very busy day. Dean stopped dead in his tracks as he entered the kitchen. All day yesterday Kevin had worn ill-fitting clothing and even then he had seen what kind of body he had. Now, properly dressed in a Capri-jeans and fitted t-shirt, hair brushed out and held back in a ponytail, Dean was sure he had cursed himself more than Kevin. Kevin was hot. Not skinny, not fat, high, large perky breasts, skin as smooth as cream. Kevin turned profile and the definition of his friend's curves nearly caused him to faint as all the blood in his body rushed to his groin. About this moment Kevin become aware that Dean was present and turned to look at him. "You're staring, Dean, again." "Sorry... dude." Dean surreptitiously slid behind the island that stood in the center of the kitchen. Silently hoping Kevin hadn't noticed the erection he had caused. But Kevin had and somewhere deep in his mind he heard a faint female tittering of laughter as the now familiar sensation of stiff nipples assault Kevin's brain. Kevin turned back to spreading jelly on his toast as an awkward silence fell on them both. Must resist... Oh, silly boy, we will have him! Dean cleared his throat and began to speak, "So they're parents are coming home today, we can't stay much longer." "I know." "We need money to get anywhere, I think we should get up to the oak tree- " "That's not an option anymore." Kevin crunched into his first bite of toast. "What? Why?" Kevin took the time to chew up the food in his mouth as he thought about how much to tell Dean. In the in he decided he didn't want to tell Dean about his dream conversation with Silth. Especially the imprinting parts. "Because it's highly likely they searched our rooms already and it's not exactly like I had mine hidden well. No, we should assume they already have that spot staked out. We need to get out of town and quick. They know what I look like now..." Damnit! "How could they know what you look like Kevin? The only one who saw you was your Dad, and it wasn't like he could have taken a picture." "I had a dream. That's all I'm going to say about it. Do you think Daniel would let us take his dirt bikes? Our best way out is overland, they'll have the three roads staked out and probably most of the dirt roads too." "I already talked to him about that last night after Kelly took you to her room. He volunteered them. The one caveat is that he'll have to let his parents report them as stolen." Kevin finished his second piece of toast and nodded as he swallowed. Dean watched his graceful throat flex as he did so. Nearly mesmerized at how perfect such an action was. "Yeah, that's fair, we don't want them accused of helping us." Dean glanced over his shoulder to make sure that Daniel and his sister were still out of earshot. "Can we talk about what happened last night?" "Which part?" "Um, the second part." Dean looked as if he truly expected an answer on this one. Kevin turned to face him and held his hand up, open, palm facing up. Dean watched as tendrils of light, wisps of carbon and rippling heat swirled about and coalesced into an orange object the size of a cherry. Then growing to the size of a tennis ball. Kevin stopped it there and held it steady, looking up at Dean for his reaction. Dean, for his part, was utterly speechless. He had just watched the impossible happen. He had just watched his friend create fire from the very essence of the universe. He could feel the heat radiating from where he stood and yet Kevin looked as if he might have been holding a regular tennis ball. "It doesn't burn, I can feel the weight of it, but nothing else. I figured out how to control it in the backyard this morning before you guys woke up. That's not all I can do." Kevin closed his hand, extinguishing the miniscule inferno he had created, then waved his other hand over the kitchen sink and held that hand in the same position as the first. This time, what remained of water in the sink magically lifted and followed his hand, swirling and coalescing into a ball like the fire just before. But now hovering just above his open palm was a quivering mass of water that seemed to be growing larger than what was available as mere droplets in the sink. Dean noticed the air he was breathing began to dry out. He whispered hoarsely, "Are you pulling the moisture from the air?" "I think so, yeah-" Daniel hollered in from the living room, "Uh, guys, you should get in here!" Dean hollered back without turning, "What's up?" "Somehow they got a picture of Kevin! They're showing it on TV!" Kevin threw the ball of water into the sink and ran past Dean. The image on the screen was from his dream, it had to have been. They hadn't even bothered to doctor up the image. The background was the limitless nothing he had experienced; even the table top to the picnic bench was the same dark green. "Shit..." It had taken a disturbing long time to crack into the two boys laptops. Evidently Dean took security more seriously than his father and had downloaded a very robust security program, then shared it with Kevin. But was cracked had been mere child splay to get into their respective Facebook accounts. Armed with a friends list and the corresponding address to all those who were local, agents disguised as FBI were going door to door. "I'd be long gone by now." Agent Smithers snorted, "Well of coarse you would, we're both trained in evasion techniques. These are a couple of teenagers, the only thing they're good at is jacking off." "Maybe, but then these two also managed to stay hidden for the last twenty-fours with over a hundred people looking for them." Agent Riley made a left and passed through the gates of a new housing development, as they came to the first stop he glanced up into the rearview mirror to the blond haired young woman in the back. "You getting anything, Imogen?" Imogen fixed her glowing green eyes in return. "You realize if you dial down the inhibiter on my Halo it would increase my range, right?" Both Agents snorted but only Smithers spoke, "Not gonna happen, Imogen. Last time you had free range to play in peoples heads you caused two guards to commit suicide." The blonde smiled as she looked out her window. Without the Halo Imogen was capable of planting ideas in peoples heads, but restricted as she was she could only sense others. For her it was almost like being blind. "They're close... stop the car." Agent Riley brought the car to a quiet stop and waited. "Oh, she's powerful. Silth was right. She's putting out massive amounts of energy guys... there..." Imogen's perfect hand pointed between the two men, indicating a house with a garage door that had just begun to open. Smithers snatched up the mic to the radio and transmitted their location as two figures on dirt bikes emerged from the now open garage and turned away. Both Agents could easily hear them open up the throttles and tear off down the street. The one trailing had a long red ponytail. Riley slammed on the gas, and the super-charged V8 under the hood of his Crown Victoria roared back up to speed. Growing up in the middle of Texas both teenagers had become expert riders by the time they were fifteen. Even though Kevin was still adjusting to his new body, he was able to adapt easily and kept up with Dean. They turned on to the main road out, and were confronted with a roadblock blocking the gates. Kevin could actually see the heat put off by the projectile as it transected the distance between the sniper behind the car and the engine to Deans dirt bike. The engine seized instantly. Dean tried to break, but the rear wheel locked up on the chain and slid out from behind him and threw him into a "high-side". Dean was virtually launched from his bike and sailed through the air to land with a thud in the soft soil of the median, his body snapping off the top of a sprinkler head as he rolled and a torrent of water erupted. "Dean!" Something snapped inside of Kevin as he saw his friends body come to rest against a tree. Without thinking, Kevin jumped off his bike and landed in a full run to where Dean's body lay. Kevin didn't reflect on the emotions roaring through his body at the moment, only that his friend was still alive. Imogen smirked in the in back seat as the car came to a stop. "Imogen?" "Yes Agent Riley?" "Is he still alive?" A moment of silence, then, "Yes, actually... a cracked rib but he's fine, but... that's a lot of water." The two agents looked at each other as the realization sunk in. "Shit!" Smithers crabbed the large black case that had sat on the floor and popped it open. In it was a new Halo; already set to immobilize once it was activated and jumped out of the car. Agent Riley stepped out of the other side with his sidearm drawn. "Dean! Dean! You can't die!" Deans eyes fluttered open and was greeted by a red haired angle; the sun filtering through the cascade of water creating a perfect halo around her head. "Oh thank god! Are you hurt?" Dean tried to sit up, and groaned, Kevin placed a restraining hand on his chest, "My side hurts like shit, but I think I'm okay." A shadow cast over them both and Dean looked up to see a large man with an odd-looking headband descending towards Kevin. Kevin registered the look of danger in Deans eyes. Her man was frightened, his bike had been shot out from under him, he had been intentionally harmed and the ones responsible were still present. In a fraction of a second Dean watched Kevins iris' turn clear. And the cascading water all around them froze in place... Imogen chuckled to herself, "Too late." All around them water droplets hung frozen in place. Even the water soaked clothing of Agent Smithers had turned as ridged as concrete and he found himself unable to move. Kevin slowly stood and turned and fixed the agent with a chilling stare. Smithers returned the look as he was unable to do anything else. Riley was still dry and he pulled the trigger on his 9mm aiming to wound Kevin on the upper thigh. Again Kevin sensed the heat produced from the firing of the bullet and the heat given off of the bullet itself as it exited the barrel. Faster than anyone thought possible Kevin side stepped and the bullet only passed through empty space to bury itself in a tree trunk. Smithers watched several globules of water begin to elongate and harden into super dense ice; eventually forming wire thin spikes almost a foot long. With a twitch of Kevins fingers all three returned fire and met at the same spot at the same time in the middle of Riley's forehead at supersonic speeds. The spikes suddenly flashed to steam upon entry and the expansion of the gas completely obliterated Agent Riley's head in a pink mist. Kevin turned to back to Smithers who was still frozen in place. His lower lip quivered as a sudden chill encapsulated his body. Ice raced up his legs and spread out across his outstretched arms... "Enough, Kevin!" Dean reached and grabbed Kevin's bare ankle shaking it to get his friends attention. "Don't kill him, just get us out of here!" Startled back to normalcy, Kevins eyes returned to normal blue and he looked down to see Dean climbing to his feet. "Can you still ride?" Kevin asked as he pointed to where his abandoned bike lay in the middle of the street. Dean looked to the roadblock. "Can you clear us a path?" Kevins eyes flashed back to clear and the remaining droplets of water coalesced into a wall of solid ice, becoming thicker and denser as every available amount of moisture was pulled from the air. He then raised his hands and made as if to push and with amazing speed this wall slid down the street obliterating every vehicle and anyone who had remained in its way. "Lets go." Every man still standing found themselves eye to sharp tip of a hovering ice spike as the two now approached on only one dirt bike. As they passed through unmolested the spikes dropped to the ground and shattered back into their liquid form, soaking everything. Imogen, who had remained in the car the entire time, slowly stepped out and walked to the front of the car. She turned and looked directly into the dash-mounted video camera. She knew Dr. Romero had been watching and listening. "Did you get all of that, Dr. Romero?" "So, you have power over the elements huh?" Kevin didn't look up from the fire he had started through sheer force of will, but instead poked at the coals with a long stick. "Evidently." Dean tossed the butt of his cigarette into the fire and sat down next to Kevin on the log. "Can I be honest?" Kevin merely shrugged his shoulders. "That was a little scary. What you did to that mans head... I mean, wow..." Stillness settled into the meager campsite. The two had been friends long enough that Dean could tell when Kevin was seriously chewing on something mentally. He could do that now, but Kevin's female visage changed the dynamic; especially after what he had seen earlier today. Dean was having a more and more difficult time using male pronouns with Kevin. Even name was starting to sound weird coming out of his mouth. Amy Holtzhouser was a crush, but this... What he was starting to feel for his friend felt so wrong and right at the same moment. Kevin herself was a total contradiction. She had become so fragile and feminine in her movements, graceful even. But as he had seen today; beneath that gentle, perfect exterior was caged beast capable of things only the X-Men could do. Dean only realized he had been staring at her silhouette in the firelight when she took a deep ragged breath and tears began to flow. "I was so afraid... Dean..." The tears came more strongly now, flowing freely over the rounds of her cheeks. "Kevin it's okay-" "No! You don't understand, Dean!" Kevin got up and walked to the other side of the fire, the urge to kiss Dean no longer tolerable. "I was terrified! Like if someone were to cut off my own arm! Or...or... my heart." The last two words were barely audible. "Last night another one like me came to me in my dreams. She called herself Silth, and she told me about this... thing, like a side effect. I killed someone today! I would have kept going if you hadn't stopped me! All because I'm in love with you! Not falling, not I think I am, I just am. And it fucking sucks because I'm so angry with you for doing this to me. But this body acts like it doesn't even matter cause you can't even sit next to me without wanting to kiss you and it's not fare! It's not fair that I'm bonded to you, it's not fair that you're all I can think about and I can't even be in the same room as you without... without porn assaulting me mentally. I fucking hate you, Dean! I want my life back, I want to go home! You did this to me, and it's not fair that I have to love you!" Kevin sat on a large rock and covered his face with his hands as the crying finally consumed him. Dean fought the compulsion to rush to the side of a crying girl. "I'm sorry, Kevin." Dean fished in the pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. Kevin heard the movement and looked up. "No!" Dean looked in surprise as Kevin stood and walked through the fire without even a scorch to his clothing. "No more smoking! What if you get cancer and die? I can't burn the cancer out!" Kevin snatched the pack from Dean and threw it into the fire. "If I'm stuck loving you then you're gonna be healthy and stay alive!" Kevin looked down at the sitting Dean for another long moment. And for half a heartbeat Dean though Kevin was about to start making out with him, but instead Kevin stamped his foot and screamed in frustration as he walked away again. "Again." The film stopped and jumped back by thirty frames. Dr. Romero used a laser pointer and placed the little green dot directly on Kevins head. "Play at one quarter speed this time." The film began to step forward, frame by frame. "There, see her head starting to move?" "Yeah?" "I think she sensed the bullet, or rather the heat from it. Forward, please." The seen moved forward to Agent Rileys demise. "Pause!" Dr. Romero turned to his left to look at Imogen. "What were you getting here?" Imogen sat forward in her seat. "She's putting out an intense amount of energy, like the most I've ever read. She's raw though, unfocused. And amazingly I think she hasn't succumbed to... our baser desires. Definitely imprinted on young Mr. Taylor though. When he was thrown from the bike, I felt of pulse of raw emotion. If she learns how to harness that power, your plans are ruined." Imogen kept silent on the fact that things were being set in motion to make sure she did. Dr. Romero frowned, and turned back to the head of security. "Anything?" The man shrugged, "It's only been 12 hours, they most likely found a place to whole up for the night. The boys backpack had been loaded with mostly foodstuffs. The were last detected heading north; so I already have undercover teams canvassing any towns in that direction." The agent glanced over at Imogen who was trying to look uninterested. "I won't say anymore in present company." Because in fact their quarry was heading south, probably towards Mexico, but this man took security very high and was okay with disinformation to those who didn't need to know anything at all. Dr. Romero waved to one of the guards in the back of the room. "Take her back to her quarters, we're done here." Imogen stood without being bade and followed the guard out of the room. She managed to contain her smile as she did so. Silth was probably already waiting for her in the dream state. And she was, with Dean as well. The young man still looked quite perplexed even though Imogen was certain Silth would have explained how it was that he got here. Silth, however, was a bit vexed with Imogen. "What took you so long? He's been trying to wake himself up!" "Sorry, Silth, Dr. Romero had me looking at the tape of our little sister in action. If I pressed him to leave he might have grown suspicious." Neither of them wore their Halos at the moment. The benefit of Silth actually being asleep instead of just using her ability meant that in here, The Dream State, Silth and whoever else she brought in was completely unencumbered by the controlling devices. Imogen took an appraising look at Dean, who suddenly felt like he was a spec under a microscope. "My, I do see why she's so flustered by you." Dean had just finished Hell Week for football and his body had toned up quite nicely. Dean fidgeted uncomfortably, "What do you mean?" Imogen looked at Silth who shrugged her shoulders, "He's been playing stupid since I got him here." Imogen smiled as her eyes glowed green for a moment. "There, fixed. You do know what we're talking about don't you?" Dean's mouth went to form the word no, but he answered, "Yes." He blinked hard and took a step back. "How did you do that?" "Oh, honey, you are dreaming, but we're in control here. No more lying for you. Has Silth told you why you're here?" "I think I have an idea." "Maybe you do, but I'll be blunt." Dean found himself unable to look away from Imogens eyes. "You need to help our little sister." "I am-" Silth interrupted him, "You think you are, but you aren't. You are actually making things worse. She needs to have sex, preferably before Dr. Romero catches her." "But he-" "She hasn't been a he since you injected the nano-bots, Dean. The only person who doesn't get it is you." "Now wait a minute, I just got yelled at by Kevin because he's so angry about me changing him into a girl-" "You're such a male!" Imogen looked as if she was about to slap him. "She is a girl! Since when do we ever make sense when we're emotional and angry? It's your fault she's like this and you can't even treat her like one." Silth placed a restraining hand on Imogen elbow. Pulling her back out of arms reach of Dean. She had been about to slap him. "What Imogen is trying to tell you is that little sister is imprinted on you. That means that she is love with you, as deep as it gets. She wants to mate with the person she loves, but that person won't let her be herself. Every time you call her "Kevin" you are reinforcing that she isn't Kevin anymore. Which is what is making her angrier. She will eventually succumb to what her body needs, the more we use our abilities the hornier we get until satisfied." "Give her what she wants or she will rape you." Dean fought the smile, but Imogen read his mind. "Yes, it is possible, and no it won't be pretty. Women aren't the only ones who can be penetrated..." Dean was amazed to actually feel a shiver go done his spine. This was supposed to be a dream. Silth took over the conversation, "Look, Dean, we want her help to escape. We can only do so much from here. But you need to help her. You need to give her a name it'll help bring out the pretty little girl in side." "Why do I have to give him a name?" "Do you really think I named myself Silth? You have to do it, you made her what she is, she's imprinted on you. You have to giver her a name." Imogen had calmed down and changed the topic again, "Which way are you two heading?" Dean needlessly pointed, completely unsure if it was even the right direction in this weird place. "West, why?" Imogen shared a look with Silth, "Dr. Romero tried to use disinformation again. He still doesn't know I can read true or false with the Halo on." She turned back to Dean. "They know which way your heading. I strongly suggest you pick a different direction." Kevin pulled his hair back and bent over Dean, who appeared to be deep asleep. "You always could sleep in the weirdest places." The fire was dying down and the chill of the night air was encroaching quickly. Kevin had been unable to sleep and was evidently too tired to keep the fire hot enough to provide enough heat. It had taken nearly two hours for Kevin to admit that he not only needed to, but wanted to lay with Dean. But in no way did he want Dean to know that Kevin was giving in to wants and needs. "Dean, are you asleep?" Nothing. Gingerly, Kevin lay down next to Dean on his side and shuffled backwards until he felt Dean's chest against his back. Then he reached back and grabbed Deans arm, pulling it over so that Dean was inadvertently embracing Kevin. Silly boy, when are we gonna have our way with him? It's bad enough I'm doing this... You know as soon as he figures out you're just waiting for him to make a move I get to take over right? But he won't. He's a virgin just like me. I'm having a conversation with myself because he couldn't figure out how to tell a girl he liked her. Maybe... either way, we're gonna fuck. Look at us, we're spooning... Please go away, I just want to sleep. The girl laughed in his head, Imagine that; just cuddling with him makes us wet! Dean clinched his eyes shut as he willed his other voice away. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't move. Without realizing it he had interlaced his fingers with Deans and was holding his hand tightly to his chest. He realized she was in more control than he thought. "Shit..." "You should go, it's almost time for us to wake up here. It might be a few nights before we speak again without surveillance so just keep moving until we say otherwise. And you cannot tell Little Sister about anything that we've told you. Okay?" Dean nodded his head like a schoolboy, he could already feel his body waking up. "Alright, then go." Both girls faded from view. Dean blinked and suddenly found himself awake and looking at a mass of red hair. His arm was draped over Kevins body and he could only feel how tightly his friend was holding his hand in place. Kevin was tightly nestled against Dean and although it took a moment to register, Kevins perfect backside was tightly pressed against his groin. As any teenage male would, Dean's reaction to this was predictable despite his mental efforts to prevent it. Dean tried to shift away slightly, but Kevin held tight. What Dean didn't know was that Kevin was awake, wide-awake, and very aware of the surprisingly large erection now pushing at the seam of his jeans. He never gotten to sleep, the level of arousal now so high he could smell his own secretions and feel the wetness through the crouch of his jeans. And the girl was in control. Intellectually he knew the girl was just part of him and not some other personality. But now was not the time to have such thoughts. Actually feeling how aroused Dean had become pretty much arrested most of any restraint Kevin had managed to this point. Haltingly, Kevin found his free hand moving of it's own accord to his waist line, where he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Behind him, Dean's breathing quickened as Kevin slowly moved the Deans hand toward the opening; Kevin pulled his stomach in slightly as Deans hand slid inside of his panties and stopped. Kevin helplessly moaned in frustration. "Um, Kev-" "Please, don't say that name, just do it..." Kevins voice had become really low and husky, and his breathing very quick. "I...I need you to do this." Dean hesitantly slid his hand further into his friends jeans. Deans knowledge of female genitalia came purely from internet porn, but he felt he had sufficient knowledge to know what the clitoris was when he felt it. When surprised him was how wet Kevin was and the total lack of hair. Kevins, jeans were tight, however and Dean found it hard to move his hand around in the tight confines. Kevin seemed to sense this and quietly rolled onto his back and quickly pulled his jeans down past his hips. Dean raised up on his elbow as Kevin once again pushed Deans hand, this time directly between his spread thighs. Dean immediately began manipulating the tiny bundle of nerves with his fingertips and watched Kevins mouth drop open in a silent cry as pleasure seized his entire body. Kevin managed to keep his eyes tightly closed as Deans fingers deftly played with his clitoris. Kevin knew that Dean was looking down at him gasping and moaning and what part of his brain wasn't consumed by the building orgasm wasn't ready look Dean in the eye. Kevin became aware of a gentle probing of fingers at the opening to his vagina. He didn't feel he was ready for penetration yet but found himself incapable of coherent speech. Dean took her lack of protest as encouragement and slipped first one and then a second finger inside of Kevin. Dean was amazed at the way the soft, wet walls of the oriface clutched at his fingers and how Kevin seemed to thrust his hips in an attempt to get more. Dean felt a sudden pain in his arm as Kevin first gripped then dug his nails into it. "Don't... stop..." The girl was surging forward now and despite his efforts to tell Dean not to slip his fingers inside, she had managed to make it sound like she wanted him to. And Kevins mindless reaction to it only encouraged Dean to begin gently thrusting. A second wave of pleasure wracked Kevin's body as his hips began moving on their own and met Deans thrusting fingers. He could feel the orgasm rising within him, but something was holding it back. You want to come? "Yes..." Open our eyes, please. I want to watch him watch us come. Dean watched Kevin violently shake his head but he didn't stop. It was obvious that Kevin was having an internal dialog. "Please-" Kevins eyes suddenly opened and locked with Deans... and then his orgasm hit. Kevins muscles clenched tightly around Deans fingers, intensifying the effect as his knuckles rubbed against his g-spot. Dean watched the girls mouth open for a scream but her voice caught in her throat along with her breath. Her eyes locked to his as she helplessly shook and shuddered through her first orgasm. Just as Dean thought Kevin was coming down he friend was wracked by another, more intense wave. Kevins eyes were flashing from blue to clear to fire orange in rapid succession. Kevins free hand clawed at the ground and then reach towards what remained of last nights campfire. Dean saw a ripple of intense heat and the fire roared back to life at full strength. Even though he couldn't see it the unmistakable sound of water quickly freezing in the bottle was evident as the scream finally broke free and Kevin wailed through the remainder of his orgasm. All the while his eyes locked with Deans, unable to look away, an unknowingly cementing his bond to Dean. Kevin would never be able to orgasm again without looking Dean in the eyes. As if Kevin finally regained control of himself he yanked Deans hand away and jumped to his feet, pulling up his jeans as he did so. "Kev-" "Please don't call me that anymore, it's confusing." Dean watched his friend turn and begin walking away. "I need to think," she glanced directly at Deans crotch. "Maybe you could do something about that before I get back." She turned and walked into the trees, extinguishing the fire as she did so. The girl without a name barely made it fifty yards before the tears she had been holding back finally managed to overtake her. Collapsing to her knees she balled into her hands as the stress of the last two days finally broke through the damn that her orgasm had cracked.