Chapter 1: The End of the Old
There I was fading out of consciousness and all I could hear was the culprit's voice "Now I will never be forgotten I killed him. The adept will never cause us a problem now". My safe house was burning. My home would soon be nothing more than dust on the wind. I blacked out. This should be the end of my story. But in fact it is beginning of it all. My apparent death was my rebirth in to the world of the gifted. But let us look back at my life for a moment to see what leads up to my "death".
My name is Damien Zeller I am of average height a little round around the waist. But my mind is my greatest thing it is what allowed me to survive school. I lead a normal life; my parents were more caring to my little brother than me, but let us dispose of that topic. When I turned 18 I became fascinated with parapsychology (the study of mental abilities, telekinesis, pyrokinesis, telepathy, and so on). One day during my studies Milton, he was a tall man with a face any