C 3. Balarabe Shabbar

My name is Balarabe Shabbar. I was kidnapped from Nigeria, my country. And then brought here six months ago, for the sole reason that I'm one of the few people in the world that possess a Special Ability.

Back in my country, Nigeria, I was the son of one of the wealthiest tycoons. My parents knew of my anomaly from birth. They loved me dearly, for that, they embarked on a journey to discover what my ability is and how I can control it since when I was toddler.

At first, I assume that everyone has their own quirks, but after reaching fifteen I realized in my family I'm the only one. 

There was another family, they are friends with us because they have twins that have abilities too. And together the two families work to learn more about me and the twins.

Unfortunately, one of the twins was kidnapped and was later found dead, missing body parts: brain, eyes, heart and intestines were missing. Our two families launched an investigation.

The report shows that people with special abilities are being hunted by cults and sorcerers all around the world. What they wanted are our body parts. They used the body parts as a good ingredient in witchcraft. 

Sighing! Back home I was on the run from those sorcerers when these people got their hands on me. And I was brought to this futuristic facility.

I was told that we are not Mutants like in X-Men films: but we came to be because of a certain cosmic events, and the event influenced us to be special. The facility works with NASA and other international space agencies to find our relationship with the COSMIC events.

I looked around, If this setting is normal, I would have gone to a person that has a polite face and strike a conversation, but I'm just a lab rat, so I will not do that, even though they want us to interact. 

I can swear with my soul that there is a big TV in a certain dark room where a group of doctors are wearing white. Each having a tablet and taking note of our reactions and behaviours. 

Oh! Speaking about white, the floor in this hall is not pure white but a… is it sky blue? Never mind, I'm taking the furthest table to sit.

They say this is a new cafeteria, but there was nothing here that shows a sign of food. Nevertheless, I found a place and sat. I watch them for a moment before I lay my face on the table above my folded hands.

Well, perhaps because I was mentally exhausted with all the questions from the psychiatrist I started to drift to dreamland. I was not deep in sleep because I could hear some background noise, but that did not hinder me from a short little nap.

I was in my half-sleep when I felt my chair move and my mind jolted awake. Before I knew it, I was moved from my position then pulled up standing on air. Damn! I'm floating. A rush of memories flash in my head, I remember a short moment when I was floating aimlessly in a vast endless space. 

'Damn a piece of the dream!!!' My body shuddered and sweat oozed out of my skin, thankfully the pulling got strong and the wind sent chills in me. My mind returned to the present, and I saw myself floating a meter away from a man. He looks cute with his devilish grin.

Cute? Why did I think he is cute? Tsssk

That is not important. He must be flexing his ability on me! I should be angry but any time I'm going through the aftermath of Nightmare I experience a lack of intense emotion: I usually become apathetic! 

He must be a user of "Telekinesis." There are tons of films, anime, and novels out there that revolve around this specific ability, and finally, humanity will get to witness how exactly works. Tskkk it's boring if you ask me, my ability is amazing and super OP. But I'm not a show-up guy.

I just look at the guy with a questioning gaze. And he is just looking at me as if seeing something for the first time. After he finished his scrutiny he said, "Wo ist dein Schwanz schwarz?"

Foreign language? Fuck you, speak English. Well, I did not say that but just thought it was rude of him to speak another language in this setting. Oh! Rude he is basically bullying me by using his powers on me.

I looked around the room, there were a lot of people of different age groups and nationality. The oldest might be that old man, he looks around 50. He shook me and my gaze on him again while repeating what he said. 

German, this is German language. In the world setting now, there are a lot of languages that are trending. Germany is one of them but the very best are Arabic, Chinese, Hindu, Russian, Japanese and Hausa.  They are widely known and people are trying to learn them for obvious reasons. 

English the language that connects the whole world you can't put it among the upcoming languages because it was the overlord. There are other languages but in my country, these are the ones we focus on.

"Affen haben keinen Schwanz." Another person pops in out of nowhere. My bully looked at him and said, "ich weiß das."

Argh, there should be a general rule that forbids speaking foreign languages in this place. And are the staff going to watch me being bullied without interfering? Or did they expect me to fight back? So much for saying I should behave. 

Bully is not something I like to experience, but my mentality is not that weak to feel vastly inferior to the man. In fact, I'm the kind of person that can go all out against anyone if I want. Not that brave, but I'm not a coward either.

Those that bully others want to feel at the top and how great they are, in reality though, they are cowardly by nature and the moment you show enough resistance they will try to avoid you. 

I have more important things to worry about, my nightmare, that is why I did not retaliate or say something. I just stared dumbly at him. 

A few minutes later he changed the tactics by speaking English this time. "Where is your tail?"

Tail? Is he calling me a monkey or what?

But even Darwinian evolution says humans are from apes, not monkeys 'Not that I agree'. 

Oh! I get it. There was a man a few distances behind the German, he looked very angry, and he had a tail. Yes, a tail.

The tail is wagging from left to right as if waiting for something. His gaze focused on the German back while the German at the same time kept asking me questions about a tail, switching from English to German language.

This guy is not just bullying me but also insulting that person with a tail. "Oh! Ape doesn't have a tail, only a monkey has one. Right?" He holds his chin as if having critical thinking in analysing something hard.

The other person could not hold it any more, he stood up sending his table flying away with his tail and strode forward. 

The German grin and then pushed me away using telekinesis. He turned around to meet the other.

I fell then glided on the smooth floor knocking on some tables and chairs. I looked up, and I saw the German and the tail guy were about to clash. Suddenly, a woman was standing between the two.

She dresses like an attendant, with blonde hair and pale skin. She has a no-nonsense expression, and she said, "Two of you will be going to your rooms." The two stared at each other for some time before the German started whistling, and he walked towards the door, the tail person followed after, and she followed behind them.

She is very fast. I had a glimpse of her shadow when she came from the direction of the door. I guess not everyone saw that, but I saw the silhouettes coming.

By the time the three leave the hall as if several radio stations come alive. The hall descends into a murmur, everyone is talking about what happened. Some point at me and speak. I don't mind that.

I stood up when I saw a man standing before me. "Hello, I'm Richard," he said. I looked at his hand that he extended for me to shake and looked at him. Tall, not muscular, wore glasses and a friendly face. I'm not ready to make friends, so I just nodded to him and walked away.

Returning to my seat and laying again.