Mutants high
In the quiet city of Whitelock , New Zealand, secrets lurked beneath streetlights and silence. The government had one strict rule no mutants. Anyone caught with powers was executed on sight. No questions. No trials. Just blood and law.
Behind the polished smile of Mayor Clark, fear ruled. His only son, Alan Clark, lived a life wrapped in privilege fancy cars, spotless uniforms, admiration from nearly every girl at school. Yet beneath all that, he felt... incomplete. Like something in him waited to awaken.
It all started the night of the President's son's party. The lawns of the Danny estate glittered with golden lights. Music thundered. Laughter spilled into the air. Teens danced like they had no past no future. Just now.
Alan stood alone at the edge of the pool, a red solo cup in hand, untouched. His jaw clenched each time Danny passed by with his arrogant smirk. Memories from the Freshers' Night burned in his mind shame, humiliation, rage. He should've never come here.
Then it happened.
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Chapter: 019“Are you out of your mind or something?”Max growled at me, his eyes wide and wild as if he were about to go crazy.“I’m going to challenge him.”“You are going to challenge Eden Bricks?” Max couldn’t believe the words rushing out of my mouth. “Was that the reason you asked me to show you the practice room?”I knew it sounded crazy. Earlier today, I had practically dragged Max out of his class just so he could show me where the students gathered, and he had led me here the practice room. When I told him why I actually needed it, he flared up like a frantic hen.“Eden Bricks isn’t weak, Alan!”“I wasn’t looking for someone weak, Max.” I turned to stare at a huge guy with bulging muscles. He was doing a strange, dancing yoga which seemed odd for someone standing at 5’10”. I glanced back at Max, who threw his hands up in a dramatic gesture of defeat.“Okay! Fine!” He began to glance everywhere but at me. “Do what you want to do; I’m not stopping you.” He folded his arms tightly across hi
Last Updated: 2026-01-16
Chapter: 018-ECHOES OF POWER IIGetting up today wasn’t an issue for me; I was able to get up as fast as I could. My body is probably adapting to the change of environment and mutants high way of doing things , but I guess I still couldn’t beat Aeron’s record of being the first to get up in this room. Sometimes, I can’t help but wonder if he even sleeps. The fact , that he gets back late and still manages to get up early still leaves me in shock.“Hey,” I greeted him, my voice thick with sleep as I tried to rub the heaviness from my face.“Mmmmm,” was the only reply he gave me. I watched, fascinated and annoyed, as he tied his boot laces in a rush. He put his leg down and immediately cast a glance my way—and that’s when I saw it.“His badge”. He wasn’t wearing white badge like me anymore, it was now yellow. Seeing how my eyes were stuck on his body, he followed my gaze until it landed on the new badge. An annoying, triumphant smirk made its way to his face.“How did you do it?” I asked, my voice tight. That smirk w
Last Updated: 2026-01-14
Chapter: 017- ECHOES OF POWERI barely remembered leaving Ability Proficiency Class.The hallway blurred as I walked. My legs moved, but my mind stayed stuck back in that room with the scorched floor tiles, the scent of ozone and something else… something buried inside me that had almost broken free.I didn’t understand what had happened. One second I was about to get fried, the next everything stopped. And for a terrifying moment, I felt… limitless. It was gone now, whatever it was. Shut down like a flicked switch. It was Probably the collar.I clenched my fists, jaw tight. Damn thing was suffocating, I can’t just help it .But I didn’t have time to figure it out. Not here. Not yet.I turned a hallway and ran into a crowd gathered near the infirmary. Most were whispering, peeking through the glass window. I caught one phrase over and over again:“She’s awake.”“Cherry is awake “.“ was she sick before”“ I heard she saw some visions or some kind of shit” That last voice was a little bit aggressive I edged clos
Last Updated: 2026-01-13
Chapter: 016The metal doors loomed ahead, the letters "APC" etched boldly like a warning sign rather than a class title.I took a breath well, more like I sucked air into my lungs and pretended it calmed me. It didn’t. My hand hesitated on the cold handle before pushing the door open.Inside, the classroom felt nothing like the combat class I had just survived. There were no sparring rings, no weapons racked on the wall. Instead, it looked like a mix between a high-tech lab and an underground bunker. The walls were a deep matte gray, lined with reinforced panels. A faint hum buzzed from hidden machinery beneath the floor.Max’s last words still echoed in my head “Professor Kael isn’t like Sir Jude. He wouldn’t care if you actually died in his class.”It save to say that does words weren’t in any way encouraging but instead it made me more scared of stepping foot into that class.As I walked in
Last Updated: 2026-01-09
Chapter: 015 I ran at him with everything I had, a loud cry tearing out of my throat. He stood with his hands up in a fighting stance, but as soon as I got close, I dove straight for his legs. I grabbed them both and shoved him down onto the boxing bed. I sat on his chest, using my elbows to pin his rock-covered hands to the floor. I swung a punch right at his face, but my hand snapped. I heard the crack. My eyes widened. The rocks weren't on his hands anymore—they were covering his face. That was it. He could only harden one part of his body at a time. He hadn't learned how to use it everywhere yet. That was my chance.Just as I thought I had a lead, he wrapped his legs around my neck. He squeezed me, trying to strangle me. I clawed at his legs, but he was too strong. My vision blurred as I was forced down onto my back. I hammered my fists against his legs, just trying to breathe. He tackled me hard into the bed and climbed on top. Fists began to rain down on my face and stomach again.I started
Last Updated: 2026-01-08
Chapter: 014My face throbbed against the cold floor. I stayed there, flat on my face, waiting for the heavy pain to stop. Ten minutes passed while I just lay there. Suddenly, a flashback of Aeron telling me not to be late hit me. The pain instantly cleared. I had to get myself together.“Now what to do….” I rubbed my sore jaw and scanned the room I had slept in. “Yes!” I snapped my fingers. “Bathroom.” I rushed there for a warm bath. Then I remembered—I had no clothes and no soap. A smile grew on my lips. I thought about how I could use this to bother Aeron. I turned on the shower to start my day. . . . . .I followed the lady who came to pick me up. She was short and looked maybe fifteen. Her glasses were way too big for her face. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail, and she had many freckles. She didn't look at me once. She just kept writing in her notebook.We reached two heavy doors. “This is where you take your combat classes. It is your first class,” she said. She didn't glance at
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
