KATRINA'S POV

"As much as I love this position, and I really really do, I think it would be much more enjoyable if you didn't have a spoon to my neck" Rhett's annoying ass voice pricked against my skull.

We were currently laid next to his overturned couch and broken table, along with his smashed TV on the ground in his living room.

I was straddling him, with one hand tightly gripping my cereal spoon that I was holding like a dagger right above the dip in the middle of his throat.

As you can see, we are getting along just great.

I narrowed my eyes in on his face, "you have seconds to tell me what the hell has been happening to me, before I use this spoon to scoop out your eyeballs, then force you to eat them" I hiss in his face.

His lips twitched like he wanted to laugh at me, "eat them".

"And swallow, bitch. Now what the fuck was wrong with me!" I screamed down in his face.

I'm not sure what happened, but after his annoying ass comments it felt like something broke. The anger in me swelled to all new levels and my list of people to shit on had another name added.

Rhett.

It was like being caged in my own body, I wanted to say so many different things, but I just couldn't. I couldn't force myself to care about anything, to do anythings, say anything.

Like my own body was a prison.

Rhett blinked his strange silver eyes up at me, he looked like he was contemplating weather to tell me the truth.

I brought the spoon to his eye, "OK! HOLD ON!" he screeched, "you were chained! I don't know who did it, or why, I just saw it" he defended.

Chained?

I look over at my wrists and feet.

"Not physically. Mentally, someone put a strong lock on your mind, they made you .. docile, would be the best word for it" he explained quickly.

"Who would do that?" I asked him.

"Not sure who you pissed off, but only someone with strong mental psychic abilities could pull something like that off" he said with a shrug.

His hair was currently sticking up in each direction as it was splayed across the ground, I glared down at him, "and how did you figure out I was chained, if you didn't do it?"

"I could see it, on your forehead" he nodded.

"What?"

"I-I have the ability ... to see things, especially things related to strong mental-" I shoved my other hand over his mouth.

I leaned down at stared deep into his silver eyes, they looked like true silver had been melted down and placed right into his orbs. As I looked closer, the silver swirled.

Fucking kidding me.

"Your a super" I hiss as I pushed my hand off his mouth and glared down at me.

His eyes stretched from the spoon, to my face, "...yes".

I groaned as I pushed myself off of him and leaned against his overturned couch, "awesome" I hissed, "and what exactly is it that you can do?" I eyed him warily.

It was like I was cursed, a permanent sign on my forehead that said 'Supers Welcomed', couldn't I just get a small break from them!

His eyes searched my face, confusion lighting his features, "I read minds and auras, that and some other stuff" he shrugged as he slowly sat up.

Shit. So he can read my mind right now?

"Yes, I can".

He's reading my mind right now.

"I am".

Think of something else, so he won't get any information.

"I can still hear your thoughts".

Turtles, eggs, .... chicken, hunt, run, stop, .... shit I don't know anymore words.

"You don't know anymore words, besides turtles, eggs, chicken, hunt, run, and stop?" he asked confused as his eyes looked over at me.

"Stop it! You're giving me a headache" I moaned.

Great, just what I needed, someone who knows exactly what I'm thinking at all times. What if I think of something embarrassing like .... whats something embarrassing I could think of?

I turned to look at him expectantly.

"Oh do you actually want me to answer that question?" he questioned, a smirk on his curved lips.

Shit, don't say anything to make me think of something actually embarrassing!

"Last time you had sex, then" he smirks.

Of course images of Blue's body pushing me against the wall, flash through my mind. The hard ridges of his body, the way his body was tight with pure muscle, the prominent V he had that led right to his long, thick-

"OK! WRONG MOVE! TAKE A TURN, THINK OF PUPPIES DAMNIT! THINK OF PUPPIES!" Rhett's screech of horror, brings a smirk to my lips.

I chuckle at the distraught look on his face, "can you see images too?" I asked him.

His face looked slightly pale, "unfortunately".

I bit my lip to stop from all out cackling in his face, thats what he gets.

This reading my mind thing is so weird though. My eyes travel back to him again, while he's trying to shake my dirty picture from his head.

Rhett.

Rhett.

Can you hear me? Are you listening to me right now?

He slowly turned his head towards me, a dull look on his handsome face, "yes, I can hear you".

I rolled my eyes at him, "no need to get pissy, I was just seeing if it still worked" I shrugged.

"I'm not a battery operated toy, of course I still work" he hissed as he glared at me.

"Lets not act like a bitch" I tutted, "so what are we? Let me guess, a villain with a heart of gold?" I asked him.

Another dull look, "no, actually I'm un-involved with Super politics, not a hero or a villain" he shrugged.

I didn't know you could chose to not play the game.

"Why not? Why not chose a side?" I asked him, my interest peaked.

"Thats not the real battle. The real battle is for or against the Council, Katrina" he snaps.

"What does the Council have to do with anything?" I ask him.

His head snaps up in surprise, "you know of the Council?"

I panic, don't think about what you know.

Think. Think. Think.

"I've heard rumors", I shrug. He doesn't know about Blue and I. He doesn't know I'm a Source. "Why are you telling me this? Why are you telling about you and the Council? I'm your forced fiancé, aren't you suppose to keep this all a secret?" I question him further.

He can't know about Blue or the others.

... Blue.

God, I miss him.

I want to kick his face in.

How can you love someone but want to cause them such physical harm at the same damn time?

"I'm telling you Katrina, because my people, the Supers, we are under attack and all of us need your help. You are the only one who can help us" he sighs, his words dragging my attention back to him.

A sick feeling washed over my skin.

The same itch that had plagued me when I was on that island and had seen all those injured and imprisoned Supers.

Even though we had gotten them out, I knew then as I know now, it wasn't over.

Something much deeper had been happening, then Lee's little science experiments.

Something I needed to fix, something I had to fix.

I turn back to Rhett, his face clouded in confusion, "what makes you think I can help you?"

"Because He said you could, He said you would have no other choice. And ... I can't hear your thoughts anymore... you're special Katrina Justice, just like He said you were. Now, go to your room and get dressed for the Gala tonight, He will be there and He'll give you all the information" Rhett finished a serious look on his face.

Our eyes locked as we stared at one another.

I was tired of this, tired of being a pawn in everyones game.

Tired of Blue's game, Nana K's game, and even the Council's game.

Something deep was happening and I'm tired of being pulled around and controlled, it's time I strap up and start playing checkers on this stupid ass chest board.

Its my game now.

And fuck anyone who says differently.