Rivers couldn't help but grin at Rhen.  "Really?  The black sheep?  Being the black sheep in my family would be normal."  The brown man laughed a bit before sobering and shaking his head.  "My father was a very prominent,<i>white,</i>businessman.  My grandmother was, er is, a stereotypical voodoo witch doctor or whatever they call them.  According to her, my mother married beneath her when she married my father.  Life was tense when I was little.  She'd come over and there would be arguing.  I didn't really understand it much then.  I was a kid.  Now though, I realize she hated my father and me."  He shrugs a bit and turns to look out of the window again.<br/><br/>"I have no idea why she wants to see me now.  My parents died when I was young...uh...I think...it was my fault.  Whatever made me different..."  silently he lifts a coin from the cup holder and gently floats it in the air..."  My parents didn't want me to be trained.  They wanted me to be normal.  I guess my grandmother passed her whatever down to me and she thought differently, but I was young and lost control.  It felt like an earthquake.  That's what the police said after they pulled me from the rubble.  Miraculously I was unharmed but my parents were gone.  I was put into child protective services and my grandmother never came to get me.  I guess she blamed me too."<br/><br/>Rivers huffs an annoyed laugh and shakes off the emotions before looking at Rhen.  "So you're different too.  All of you are.  Chris mentioned my father's name this morning and I never told him that."  It was his real name too but he wasn't ready to divulge that just yet.  Something held his tongue.  "Nadia, she's a fighter.  She's got a gift and I've seen the shadows.  Celeste is...dark.  You had lightning.  When did you realize you were different than normal people?  The black sheep as you like to say," he teased.