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Fantasy Tomorrow

Niko looked around worridly making sure the others were alright. He was especially worried about Anastasia. Who knew how hard it was for her to have done that. They were her parents after all. Even if they weren't the best parents in the world.


In the end he decided to give her some space and blocked out her thoughts. He knew what it was like to lose your parents even if he hadn't been the one to pull the trigger. Turning to a nearby coffer table he ignored his shaking hands and set the now empty guns down before taking a seat against the wall. Leaning back he looked up at the cieling trying to calm his racing heart as the adrenaline left his body. He didn't know if he would ever get used to things like this.


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Gus sprinted to avoid thoughts, which usually didnt bother her so much. The rred head was paranoid as nothing else, but not twrong. She was sure there were people who recognizede her. When she passed between a girl and boy who wandered aimlessly, she stopped to look as they felt famiiliar, like the others.
 
I could sense that there was a few new people to the city. I reached and reached until I could find one of their minds. "Hello, Tate," I didn't want to startle them. "My name is Zachary, and I'm just like you. You know how like you can hear peoples thoughts, I can do that same thing." I said to him.
 
Tatum flinches as the girl bumps into them. "Hey watch where you're going." He rolls his eyes just as Isabelle punches his arm. Isabelle's attention turns towards the girl. "Hey. I'm Isabelle. Just ignore Tatum. He's a sour puss." She looks at her hoping she would realize this, and just ignore the comments of Tatum's rudeness. 
Tatum then hears a voice inside his head, which at first startled him. He shrugs and answers back the best he could. He was still elarning to use these powers. "You know my name though? That's kind of weird dontcha think?" He says again with a rude tone to his voice. Sometimnes Tatum didn't even realize it.
 
"I can go through the deepest parts of your memories," I told him. I could feel Gus standing right next to them. "Gus, I need you to bring these two down to the base, their like us," I told her. I was going to Tate, that they were about to be taken. "So how do you like the windy city?" I asked Tate casually.
 
Gus bliniked once, twiice.. before she realised they were talking to her. The girl seemed nice.. the boy rude. Both felt like they were one of them. Politely and with kindness, she smiled at the girl.


" no worries Isabelle and um.. Tatum. Iim Irene but call me Gus. You to lost?"


"Oh! Z. Hey" she felt disoriented by it all
 
"What is this? Are you seriously trying to start a conversation to me through my mind." He says shocked. "He looks to the red haired girl then figures he should answer the questions this random guy has asked. "It's nice." 
Isabelle smiles and nods. "Yes. We have no idea where we are going and I'm not even sure if we have a place to go." She sighs and decides that maybe coming to Chicago was a bad idea.
 
"Alright.. Um, tatum. You hear zach? Ill only take you if you wanna come. But, ive got a place for you to go where you are safe and people know your predicament. Wanna check it out?" She hoped the honest aqpproach would work this time.
 
Tatum nods. In no way was he staying on the streets without Isabelle. "Just bring us where we are supposed to go and I'll follow." He says making a little half smile creep across his face. He was atleast trying to be a little nicer. Isabelle nods. She was ready to be off the streets and this place they were supposed to be going sounded perfect.
 
Gus grabbed their sleeves lightly and ported without another word, ending in f front of Zach. Mentally exhausted, she gazed up at him and turned fo smile at the two new comers. "This is the guy you heard. He and a man named Damon will be the most helpful.." looking at Zach, she rubbed her temple.


"I cant get a grip on my telepathy again."
 
Anastasia's eyes flickered among everyone before turning around and quickly leaving. She didn't want to show it in front of everyone that she was about to break down so she ran straight towards her room. Slamming the door and locking it even though she knew it wouldn't keep them out, she slowly walked over to her bed and sat down on the floor. Her thoughts were not safe for anyone to read.
 
"I'll help you with it tomorrow, I would like to welcome the new comers," I told to Gus. "Hello my name is Zach, and the second in command here, and Damon who has stepped out a little while ago is the leader," I told them. "If you have any questions, ask them now. Or forever hold your breath," I said to them sternly.
 
Tatum shakes his head. "So you're the voice." He grins. "I can't think of any.. Oh wait. what exactly is all this? What is this for? I have no idea where you strangers have brought us." Isabelle nods in agreement but she was quiet.
 
I knew all the questions that Tate was gonna ask, because I read his mind before he spoke. "Okay, this where we live sleep, and bath. This is our base to keep away from the agents that was tailing you and friend Isabelle. This is a abandoned subway, underneath the streets of Chicago, no-one uses this place but us."
 
Tatum nods and looks around. "Well can I get to know some girls? They got any hot chicks?" He asks impulsively. He was for sure going to be trouble, but Isabelle would try and keep him tame. Isabelle looks at his comment and shakes her head. "I just want to know where I'll be sleeping." She says looking around.
 
"Well, there are some, but their went up a while ago. The rooms you will be sleeping in are located down the hall and to the right," I said to them "Gus will show you the way there. Gus before you go to your room, I need you come and talk to me before you go to sleep."
 
Gus eyed Tatum with a smirk. Tired and trying to block out Anastasias tortured thoughts for her mental health and the others privacy, she still tried to get enterrtainment.


"Redheads not good enough boy?" 
Turning to Zach, she frowned.


"Oh um.. alright then.."
 
Tatum looks at the red head and grins. "I could give it a try." He winks and then heads upstairs for bed. Once the two are up in their room, they are already in bed and falling asleep.
 
After leading them up, and laughing at the more talkative of the two, she went to ttalk to Zach. All humor dropped.


"Whats up?"
 
"Where is Ella?" I asked her. I sent her out to find the new girl that I found when she entered the city. Not to be disappointed in Gus, he needed to ask her where she was.
 
"With Damon.." disappointment was obvious as her eyes watered. "Im sorry.. we were attacked and i got her to safety.. but she thought i was insane.. i coouldnt ignore the thoughts.. and i let you down.."
 
"It's fine, I think that is time for you to go to bed," I told her. Why would she think she would disappoint me? This girl is always giving me strange feelings, tomorrow, I need to help her with controlling her thoughts, and telepathy.
 
Staring off into the distance, Anastasia blocked her thoughts, memories, and feelings. It was like her entire being felt numb. Inside and out. Sighing, she didn't realize that a single tear made it's course south on her cheek.
 
((I'm going out on a limb and going to interact with Anastasia. Lol.)


Tatum wakes up for a glass of water when he suddenly gets curious. If there were others here, he would want to meet them. Not to long after he steps out of the comfort from his bed, he makes his way to a door down the hall. Quietly he knocks on Anastasia's door.
 
Niko noticed two newbies coming in with Gus but didn't feel like making himself known. He was tired so much has happened tonight. He waited until they left before standing. Brushing himself off he began walking to his room.


"Bye Zach." Walking into his room he kicked off his shoes and changed out of his clothes to his boxers. Yawning he climbed into bed. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
 

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