I Knew You Were Trouble (Zack)

[Dextra Phillips]

Over the past few years, Dex hadn't been able to stick with one trainer. None of them could handle her, not because she didn't try (though many had trouble making her try) but rather because her ability was just too uncontrollable. It wasn't her fault she had a knack for pushing people or throwing things at them. Most of the time they were the reason she snapped. Case and point, the mall just a few weeks ago. Those girls egged her on and she in turn scared the living hell out of them. If it hadn't been for the stupid blonde boy, she'd have probably scared the piss out of them, literally.

And of course she got in trouble for that. Not allowed to leave campus for a month, a call to her father and community service (helping clean up what she destroyed). Dextra hated all of the people here and to make matters worse, Izzy decided that it would be a good idea to spread what happened around school to make Dex out as more of a freak. Boy what a loving sister she had. She couldn't figure out why she was still here (other than the fact that the recruiters would drag her right back). She wanted to leave and be left alone. Maybe she could transfer to a different Institute. They had plenty and she could learn a different language. But that would never happen, not in the next two years.

Here she was, after doing a good deal of her community service, checking in with her father and working on school work, sitting in the training room. Waiting for her new trainer, that would no doubt be another dud, she spun a ball in the air. It was funny how sometimes she could have complete control over what she was doing, and other times her ability would spaz out and throw things around, demolishing everything in its path. It all had to do with her mood really, if someone pissed her off she went on a rampage. Otherwise, she was fine.

Dex tossed the ball off the wall in front of her, caught it and repeated while she waited for whoever it was to get here.

[Zachary Mae]

Zack walked through the school grounds, he never liked how big it was; at least when he was walking around. He really shouldn’t complain about it, he was fit enough, and if he did complain about it he would look like a wimp, so he would never voice his complaints. Maybe he would voice them to his roommate, but no one else.

As of right now, he had a new student on his hands, not one new to the school though, just new to him. Apparently, this girl was a ‘menace’, at least that’s what he heard in the staff lounge. He didn’t care what this girl was like, and who knew why she was a menace, maybe it was because her trainers kept giving up on her. However, Zack had been assigned to her, he guess they thought his laidback attitude would go along with her personality; whatever type that was. Zack never liked to give up on his students, unless he got really uncomfortable with them, then he tended to stick around. Usually the students would warm up to him, but when they didn’t, that was fine too, as long as they learned how to control their powers.

Zack walked into the one training room where he was suppose to meet his new student. He had a bottle of water in his hand and the girl’s file, wearing black skinny jeans, a baggy white t-shirt, and a snapback hat. “Hello. I’m Zack, I’m guessing your Dextra, right?”

[Dextra Phillips]

Dextra knew what the staff said about her. They thought she was the bad one because of her reputation of power outbursts. Izzy was the princess that everyone loved because she kissed ass and played coy. That was the difference, Dextra didn’t kiss ass or sweet talk anyone because she hated people that pulled the same shit with her. If the staff wanted to talk about her like she was some problem child, she said screw them, they could suck it. They were better off with the snobby bitches like her sister.

Her ability picked up the entrance of someone faster than her ears did because it dropped the ball and reached out towards whoever was walking forward. Tugging on his shirt a bit, she turned around to see who this trainer of hers was. Her ability practically felt him up in a way that it always did to new people. Nothing creepy, just evaluating to make sure there was nothing that could hurt her or bind her up. That was something she always feared, and even more so she was worried that he was one of those metas that could turn her ability off and make her feel bound.

He introduced himself and she noticed the file in his hand. Her ability reached out and tugged on that too, hoping to snatch it from him. Dex tried reigning it in, but it was a little more difficult with the splitting headache she’d had ever since she overused. Another few days and she was hoping it would fade back to a dull roar inside her mind. Giving him a once-over she folded her arms across her chest and looked at him squarely, “Yeah. So you’re the replacement trainer that they think will finally break through eh?” Her ability knocked off his hat and she gritted her teeth, it really was like a toddler.

[Zachary Mae]

Zack wasn’t like the other staff, he didn’t gossip about students unless he was bragging about how good they were doing. Not for his benefit, but for the student’s, every kid wanted praises some way or another.

Zack felt a tingling sensation on some parts of his body, parts that really shouldn’t feel tingly at this moment. He didn’t show it to the girl, but he was confused but it. It took him awhile to put the pieces together, actually it really wasn’t till his hat got knocked off his head that all the weird things happening were because of the girl. Zack looked at his hat on the floor, and that at Dextra, nothing different about his face, no weird facial expressions, not even a raised eyebrow. “Do you have control over doing that?” He meant everything, was it something that just happened, or was she doing it on purpose? He will get to his own power shortly, but there were a few things that he wanted to say before he got to that.

“Apparently, but that is completely up to you.” If he did break through or not, he was not here to push anything between them. “I’m only here to make your life better.” It was simple statement, but the truth. He wasn’t here for himself, obviously. He walked over to Dextra and dropped the file on the floor next to her. She had wanted it after all right? Well, Zack had always planed on giving it to her. “Go ahead, look at it.” He always made a point to show his transfer students this one thing, because he thought it was something that made the training a bit easier. At least he hoped so. “That his my personal folder on you. Every trainer has a folder for each of their students that they put training plans, and notes in for that certain student.” He stated as he turned his back on Dextra to get his hat. She probably already knew what it was, but he wanted to make sure. If Dextra choice to open it, she wouldn’t find much. Just one single paper, this paper had her profile on it, only the basics, her name, her power, how old she was, where she was from, ect. There were no notes, or even training plans. Once Zack picked up his hat, he turned and looked at Dextra; wanting to see if she even looked at it, and if she did how she had reacted to it.

[Dextra Phillips]

Everyone was the same as far as Dextra was concerned. They all gossiped and even if they didn’t say anything, they listened to it. They judged people by it sub-consciously and it all meant something to them. In her mind gossip didn’t lead to praise, not ever.

She really wished her ability was a little more subtle or a lot harsher. Granted it could be pretty harsh, but whenever it was reaching out and touching whatever it felt like, it was a very light touch, nothing forceful. Dex had no idea what it felt like to be touched by her own ability or if it would feel like anything when it did touch her. It was just a weird thing she always wondered, but never felt like asking anyone. The trainer looked down at his hat and back up at her. She continued to look at him just as evenly as he looked at her even when he asked the question. She shrugged, “Sometimes I control it, sometimes it does what it wants.” This time it had done what it wanted because he was new to her and it always happened that way.

“Ha, good one Teach. My life won’t get better just because my ability is under control. That’s not how it works,” She said expressionless. Dex got what he meant, that he was there for her and whatnot, that’s how they all started out. Then they saw just how outrageous her ability could be. The file flopped down next to her and she just glanced at it briefly. If he was willing to give it to her, there was nothing too juicy in it, so she didn’t see the point in opening it. “I’ll take my chances against opening it, thanks anyway,” She said tossing the ball up against the wall again to keep her ability busy and away from him. Who knows what it would do if she let it have free reign.

[Zachary Mae]

Zack was just curious as to if she could feel what he power was feeling. Because if she could, that would make for a very awkward Zack, wouldn’t her power ‘touching’ him be considering sexual harassment? He shrugged; it was just going to have to be something they needed to work on controlling. “So the tingly feeling, that I’m feeling is your power, right? If so what exactly is it doing?” Because he really needed to know, because well he needed to know everything her power could do.


Zack raised an eyebrow “Really? You don’t think so? What about that one time in the mall? Where you lost control of your ability. Wouldn’t your life be easier if you had control over your ability in those situations?” Granted, he didn’t know the full story behind it, most people seemed to think it was her fault, and that she did have control over it. But he wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, not to mention it just didn’t make since for trainers to say she has no control over her powers, and they say she did. Anyways, if she had control over her ability, than what happened probably wouldn’t have happened and she wouldn’t have to worry about the punishment, because their wouldn’t have been any.

When she said she didn’t want to look at the file, Zack merely nodded. He wasn’t going to force her to do anything, but he wasn’t going to move the file any time soon. So, if she did get the urge to look at it, she can.


{ooc: Let me know if this post is okay! If you have any problems with it, please feel free to hit me with a fish, and I will edit it!}

[Dextra Phillips]

The answer to that question was no, she didn’t exactly feel what her ability was feeling, not in that sense at least, she just could see what it was doing and it made things incredibly awkward to say the least. Everyone probably thought she was sexually harassing them when really she had no control over her toddler-like ability wanting to grab everything it could. “I’m assuming so, I don’t know about the tingly part, but it’s searching you. For some reason my ability has to touch everything, especially when the object or human in your case is new. And no, I don’t know why.”

Dextra tensed when he brought up the mall incident. Of course he’d know about that, everyone did. And yet, no one knew what really happened except for blondie. What was his name again? She looked at her trainer, her jaw clenched in irritation as he continued talking. “You act like you know what happened when really you along with everyone else have no idea. Maybe I wanted to trash the mall for the hell of it? Maybe I was in complete control then? You don’t know either way so how do you know that it would make my life easier?” He didn’t, that was the point. She was trying not to get angry because then he’d see what the problem was. It wasn’t about not being able to control her ability, she did have pretty decent control, it was controlling her emotions because they were tied to her ability.

He kept the file next to her and she just pushed it away from her. There was no desire to see what was in it. She already knew the basics, she’d snuck glances of the other trainers’ files on her. His would be no different.

[Zachary Mae]

“And you have no control over this?” He asked questioningly, he wondered what made her power do that. Maybe it was a defense thing. Even so, he wondered if she had ever tried to control it, and if she ever would be able to. Maybe it was like when a lizard loses it tail when something grabbed him by it. He could understand that, though it still made him feel like he was going through airplane security.


“Did you really want to trash the mall? Did you really want to hurt the people in the mall? I’m trying to give you the benefit of the doubt here. But if you don’t want it then fine. Why don’t you tell me what really happened, and if you actually had control over your powers or not.” To Zack she was acting childish; there was nothing wrong with not having control over ones power. Nor was there anything wrong with having slip ups. But if she really did have that sadistic nature, than Zack couldn’t help her, she would need therapy for help in that area.

Zack watched her push the file away, but because he was sitting a few feet away from the girl and the file, he was too lazy to get up and get it.

[Dextra Phillips]

Honestly it was a form of control that she had over her power that made her do it, she just didn't realize that a small part of her mind had the curiosity of a two year old. "No, I don't have any control over that part of the ability. It just sort of touches things without my knowledge, except the fact that I can feel it doing something." She always had wondered why it was constantly doing something, but it was really the restless part of her mind that made her ability restless.

Dex clenched her jaw and just looked at him as he asked her question after question. Yes, she was being childish, but that was only because she was sick of people thinking they knew anything about her ability. Or her. "I didn't hurt anyone," She snapped and her ability lashed out, throwing the ball in some random direction. It was a bad idea to irritate her, but then again, everything seemed to do that. And as soon as her ability lashed out, she could feel the same sharp pain in the back of her neck.

"Fine, you wanna know what happened? It's the same thing that happened when I manifested, when I was recruited and several other times in my life it has happened the same way. Someone pushes me over the edge, I get angry and instead of hitting someone, my ability goes haywire and lashes out for me." That was as simple as she could put it. Those girls had it coming. Tripping her, making those snide, bitchy remarks. All of them deserved pissing themselves in fear.

[Zachary Mae]

“I see… Well It’s good to know you aren’t sexually harassing me on purpose.” He tried to joke about it by giving her a small smile, he wondered if it had been a joke he should have said though.

Zack raised an eyebrow at how he seemed to have upset her, he had to keep in mind of how easily this girl got upset. “Fine, you didn’t hurt anyone. That still doesn’t excuse that fact that you could have, or the fact that your trashed the mall.” His voice never changed, it was still as level as ever and even though he was a little irritated with this girl’s all mighty behavior, he did not show it. People were always going to assume things, and judge, it was how the human behavior worked, and it was something she was going to have to live with and accept. Not to mention she really didn’t give people a reason to think otherwise, because as first impressions go, she was acting like the same person people talking about.


“Okay, then this is a pattern, and in those situations you really don’t have control over your ability. Thank you, that helps me greatly.” They will need to work on her anger problems, as well as her being able to control her power in any state of emotions. But now that they had that settled, they can move on. "Can you tell me what you can do with your powers? Have you ever worked on trying to figure out it's limits?"

[Dextra Phillips]

“Uhm, yeah,” She said with an arched eyebrow. What kind of teacher said that? Not that it wasn’t true and all, but usually they were all about being politically correct and all that crap. Treating the students like they were all so innocent and sweet. Well at least she had a trainer who could crack a joke now.

She was only upset that everyone assumed that she was out to hurt people when she lashed out. Her ability didn’t work like that. It wasn’t malicious. It did a lot of things but it didn’t exactly aim for people, not unless it was provoked, but even then it only made things go close to the person, never directly hitting them with an object. “Damn right I didn’t hurt anyone and I wouldn’t, ever. Lack of control or not my ability doesn’t work like that. I trashed the mall, fine, but it wasn’t my fault.” Okay it was, but she didn’t want to believe that she had done it all on her own. People were constantly pushing her and she couldn’t handle it so she exploded, literally by sending objects flying. That was where she lacked control.

“Limits? Well, yeah. I mean, I can’t lift people or toss them around like I can objects. I don’t know why exactly, but it almost feels like I can’t get a grip on them,” That was one thing she had a problem with. Not that she often tried to levitate people in the air. The most she did was push them out of her way. It was also difficult to lift things that were heavier than what she could lift as far as weights went. She could lift her weight, maybe a little more with strain, but more than that and it hurt. Just like it did when she attempted to lift something with her ability that weighed more.

[Zachary Mae]

Zack chuckled at her response, it shouldn’t have been funny, but it kind of was. He knew he wasn’t the usual uptight trainer/teacher most people got. He was pretty laid back, which probably helped a lot while dealing with students who lost their temper easily. “I’m sorry if that joke was out of line.”

The only reason why he assumed she was out to hurt people in those sorts of situations was because of the fact she didn’t seem to care if they got hurt or not. “Yes, it was. You Trashed the mall, out of lack of restraint from your temper and slash or your power. You can’t blame anyone else for that. You need to take responsibility for your actions.” He didn’t care if they provoked her or not, her losing control of her power, was not her fault, but her trashing the mall was. “You do realize people push you because they know they are going to get a reaction from you, and a bad one, right?” People who didn’t react to being pushed were boring to push, so people never bothered with them. “Want to share why it’s so easy to push you over the edge?” Maybe that was a personal question, but he was just concerned. “I’m just concerned, not for others but for you.”


“So you really have your powers figured out then? It’s just your lack of control concerning your power when you’re angry, correct?”