Hilarious, it was hilarious seeing this monster fade back into the background and give up its control over some sentences I said. While the memory of me watching a serial killer kill another victim of theirs was true, all the others were lies with few truths. I remained traumatised for a week and the serial killer carried out their killing spree for one of my emotional mistakes - I didn't do anything but I felt mainly guilty for a whole year before getting over it. This was during the missing case of Althea, maybe that moment and Althea's moment conflicted and completely messed up my brain wiring. Now that I have control over my body again while at the same time, feeding false antisocial thoughts to the monster resting behind my eyes, blinding them with a simulated reality of his thoughts. I, without reflection, quickly apologised to Lia and George, both were forgiving and understandable but Lia stayed shy around me because of that previous incident of me hugging her.

I tried everything I had under my sleeves to hint the detectives I was the murderer at large without letting the monster know about it and keeping it hidden in darkness for eternity. To no avail and incidents where the cops thought I was handicapped, I shrugged and gave up all hope as I carried on with my duties. It was shameful, treading on the ground of two dead bodies counting back to me, and I had to remain hidden or hell will be unleashed and chaos will soon follow. Besides, something else was also on my mind all day; that monster said something about me having supernatural abilities and chose not to use them for humanity. It wasn't that I didn't want to use them, I never thought I had anything that could describe me having superpowers.

Now, I will admit, I did keep thinking about every generic hero scenario of me saving the day in that tent a night before as a smile froze on me. I'm allowed to be a kid now and then, like, come on, imagine having actual powers. That'd be sick, my favourite hero is Black Bolt, he is like me in a way... Eh, my voice isn't that quite angelic that it would destroy buildings and all that, but, silence is the similarity. Yes, silence is what attracted me to him in the first place. Now, I was excited but uneasy about what exact powers I had within me, so, I headed to a faraway destination where nothing could be heard but only the sounds of the singing lake locked in by an outline wall that was constructed in a halo steering to a drop to the left of where I stood.

Hm, powers, what kind of powers would I have? I thought for a long time until my eyes fluttered over to a sweating tree as a grin grew on my face. I calmly walked over the tree, clenching my hands into a fist and stationed them right before I reached the tree close enough for arms reach. I pulled back my arm to the furthest I possibly can without dislocating my limbs and went for it. My knuckles collided with the wall of the stretched tree and I instantly regretted it. I reacted in a kiddish way as I jumped backwards, intensely rubbing the hand I used to punch the tree and cried out in pain, feeling the satisfaction of the tree that watched over me with giggles while I felt my whole body drown in chills operated by the immense pain I felt spread across my knuckles.

"Ow! ARGH!! The fuck, man!" I squeaked loudly, biting my lip to withstand the pain as it grew more, "No, no, no! I didn't break it, did I?" I whimpered as I worriedly surveyed the bones on my knuckles to check if any of them was snapped or out of place. Luckily, it was just only pain and not something as serious as an embarrassing snapped hand because I thought with the slightest chance that I might have super strength. Trying to stop the bleeding, I ripped a piece from my shirt in an unnoticeable area ...near my butt… and wrapped it around my knuckles to watch the blood drain the ripped piece over time. I tightened the knot even more as I bent down to use all of my strength, feeling almost all my blood circulation be cancelled, not noticing something else was about to begin.

A wrath wind of wind tunnelled and looped around me as I felt myself slide backwards uncontrollably that I had to hold onto a tree behind me from being pushed. Clenching my nails deep into the tree beside me as I floated into the air from this unknown force that created an enormous, wild rumble that ripped and clapped miles away, clattering through the clouds as they all divided into separate portions as another bang and rip exploded my eardrums created another atrocious boom that demolished every tree that stood dominant in front of me. Everything I had details of and saw became like a vanishing hallucination as a loud crate of a road stripped away the ground and reached into the beginning roots where the underground ocean defeated by caves smashed its way into the opening wide gap to reach the peak of the sun's graceful touch to feel fresh once again. Wind gushed past me, stretching my face wide as the lake beside me overthrew me and drenched me in its abrupt splashes. The peaceful lake turned into a greedy nightmare as it ate the ground away that kept the wall between peace and clashes as it flooded the trees, dragging them down and carrying me along the way.

Far in the distance, I still heard the circles of continuous bangs and invading oceans that ripened from their original size. I was struggling as bubbles escaped my mouth, blocking up my lungs, to be whacked by alarmed fishes that locked eyes onto me. The waves flew into my ears and made me no longer hear the destruction I caused while straining my eyes that I struggled to use to locate an exit from this flood. It didn't stop me from feeling the vibrations of the ongoing earthquakes miles away, I saw the ground underneath me crack open wide like the land was going to fall into an endless pit of loneliness. Shit! What did I do this time?! Why the hell do I have superpowers?!

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"Once again, the Kielder Forest, now dubbed as The Nature's Troubles, has faced another troubling situation. It has been said, four hours before this incident, an unexpected earthquake, lasting two hours, hit the forest just after sounds of booms were heard miles away. Nature's anger had a long strip of line, like a road, reaching over the Cumbria County Border, coming from deeps in of the Kielder forest twelve kilometres away from the School's campsite. My condolences go out to the students, I hope you get home safe." A female's monotoned voice reported on the incident on a television resting in a living room heard by a worried mother, the mother of Aaron.

Sitting still on the settee, feeling her heartbeat flash ten times faster than the norm, hovered her shaky hands over her mouth to try and calm herself down as she thought of positive things. None of it worked, Aaron's mum kept rewinding to the news announcement and kept panicking even more to the point she started ripping her hair out due to stress as she crumbles into a pool of sadness overthrown.

"Bria! Stop that!" Aaron's father yelled as he came rushing into the room, hugging himself around Bria to force her to stop ripping her hair out of devastated stress. Aaron's father was also worrying, but he remained strong and intact to keep Bria under stress and avoid seeing his lovely wife destroy her well-being. He wanted to cry, cry loud as possible, but he fought on and hugged Bria into his arms as he peaked outside the windows to see wash away houses destroyed by the storm weeks before. Bria continued to weep in screams, violently shaking as her tears ran down the father's arms.

"I-I need to get my son out there immediately…!" Bria screeched, throwing her husband off her as she grabbed her phone from the resting table that was in front of her and dialled the emergency services immediately. Once the call was accepted and was placed on a call, Bria wasted no seconds and began screaming into the speakers.

"GET. MY. SON. OUT. THERE. NOW!"

"Ma'am, calm down, please. What do you mean?" The dialer with an unfazed male voice approached Bria's screams.

"MY SON, HE IS TRAPPED IN THAT DAMN FOREST...GET HIM OUT!" Bria continued to weep, fighting off her husband who was trying to end the call.

"Ma'am, I hope you understand, at this moment, the roads are destroyed and we can't help them just yet." The dialer informed calmly.

"Seriously?! Fucking use helicopters, YOU USELESS PIECES OF SHIT- Daniel, get the fuck off me!" Bria was heard through the phone shouting at her husband before a shuffle was heard. The dialer waited for a few minutes and heard a door slam, then Daniel addressed the phone with heavy panting.

"I'm sorry for my wife." Daniel apologised, sounding exhausted.

"That's fine, sir. I understand where she is coming from. I have a daughter stuck there and the helicopters aren't enough to drag one-thousand, five-hundred and seventy-eight students out of there. Even the military is struggling." The dialer chattered, speaking like it was just another normal conversation as he had an unbothered tone and was blatantly revealing it.

"Okay, sorry for taking up your time." Daniel apologised, with bangs and crashes heard in the background, hung up the call and ducked his head out of the locker to see the living room eradicated with glass scattered across the floor surrounding an unstable mother shrieking her cries out for the world to hear.