Chapter 1

It's been 3 years since that night. Now all I can think about is how I'm one of only two users at this damned university. I mean how, Out of 2000 students, are there two people here with abilities!? I met someone else once who I thought was a fire User. Turns out they just got slapped really hard that morning for spying on the girls dorms. Serves him right for being a pervert.

"HEY EVERYONE!" yelled a voice from down the hall. "ITS THE OF SPARKY FREAK! WHERES..."

"Please, stop." I interrupted. "Nobody cares now. She died 3 years ago and I respectfully buried her in the forest where she fell. So if you're gonna be an asshole and make disrespectful comments then that's fine by me. Amy and I have moved on, and you should too, Sean."

"Whatever, you big freak"

"Just fuck off"

There was no reply.

That ought to keep Sean off my back. He's always been a bit of a dickhead. Probably won't stop being one. I know, from personal experience, that people like him never change.

Later that day, I met up with Amy at the university cafeteria. She's the other User at the university, water type to be exact. She's about average height with brown eyes, and black hair down to her shoulders, curling slightly at the end. She wears small diamond earrings and a small rope bracelet. And, of course, she has the signature pale streak under her right eye, as do all water type Users.

"So what's been happening today?" Amy asked.

"Sean is still being a dick about Evie"

"Oh, so the same shit as always"

"Yeah, and I'm getting tired of it. Surely he's going to move on eventually, right?"

"Probably not. People like him tend to give people shit about whatever it is that happened in the past"

"Oh. Great. More Sean bullshit to come, I guess"

"You want some more water?"

"Uh, sure. I'm feeling pretty thirsty"

"Ok, here. Just one of the benefits of being a water type"

"I never really understood why we all have to be hunted. So one small group of Users were terrorists, that's all. What about the rest of us? Does Zeta really view us as..."

"Quiet. It's listening"

"What?"

"Behind you"

I looked behind me to see a Zeta Drone, just hovering there, listening and observing. Nasty things, those drones are. They're equipped with military grade cameras and audio recording gear, as well as two 5mm plasma cannons, extending forwards by 3 inches. Basically a military drone on steroids, also known as a User's worst nightmare.

"Quick, use this," Amy said, as she handed me a small device. "Press the button and it'll hide your marking"

"Ok, and how long has this been a thing?"

"Not long. I made it about half an hour ago"

"And you're sure it works"

"Sure. I think"

"Wow. Such confidence"

"Quick before it identifies you"

Luckily it worked and hid our markings. The drone passed by without identifying us. Eventually it left.

"That was close" I said, with a sigh of relief.

"I'd sure was. Especially since my testing showed it only works about half the time, so it really was just a coin toss"

"Dear god you really need to learn when to stop talking"

"Yeah I probably shouldn't have said that"

"Anyway, I find it strange that nobody knows who the stone User is that killed Evie"

"Now that you mention it, it is pretty strange"

"Do you think we could find out?"

"Given time, yes, I think we could"

"So why don't we?"

"I guess we should start looking into it"

"Great. When should we begin?"

"It's Saturday tomorrow. We'll start in the morning"

"Ok. I best get going. Don't want to be late for class"

"Oh shit! You're right! Although I don't think I will make it in time"

"Need a ride?"

"That'd be great"

"Ok. Hop on my back, and hold on as tight as you can"

"Will do"

"Ok ready?"

"Yep"

"Here we go"

"OH SHIT THIS IS FAST!"

"What did you expect?"

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!"

About 15 seconds later I dropped Amy off at her sociology class.

"God I fucking hate sociology" moaned Amy

"Well you picked it. Nothing you can do about it now"

"Why did I pick it"

"Maybe you thought it was gonna be fun"

"Probably"

"Well, see you tomorrow"

"See ya"

I arrived at my game design class 5 seconds after that. Tomorrow, our search begins. Evie will be avenged.