<span style="color: #80FF00"> Alisa kasa heaved a long sigh as she awoke in one of those meant for one person kind of apartment. Her child hood full of resentment and dishonor. By dishonor meaning the pink pirate patch over her left eye. Most gifted were thought of like mutants shunned by normal society. Growing up in Granny's orphanage well it wasn't horrible but it wasn't the greatest place Ã§onsidering the boy Conner had made a duplication of himself that sent a sharp twig into her eye. Which is the reason she covers her eye up now. <br/><br/>The reason for such a painful experience because she was trying to build a sand castle with ever having to touch the sand. Of course her two year advantage on the boy could be something , but she was only sent to that orphanage when she was twelve ,and as such she was positive a few more kids had shown up by the time she left that place at the age of eighteen. <br/><br/>She yanked a brush through her long pink hair , while she made a cup of coffee , and stared at the beat up newspaper. Her neighbors pit bull was rather annoying , and it always drove her nuts before going off to work. Her one teal eye focusing on all the stupid tragedies that the new paper had. Fact was her job as a assistant manager for a musician's company made life fairly easy. Though she always made sure to make a donation of 900 bucks to granny's orphanage every week. Since she had that amount to spare. Eventually she wanted to open a mansion that allowed the 18 year olds, and older to have a safe place to go. <br/><br/>In order to do that she had to first talk to granny , but by doing so she was sure to get a little but of a hassle for all her donations. With a long sigh she finished her coffee, brushed her teeth, and made her way outside to the streets. Tilting her black hat a little bit to block out the morning sun. At last she reached Granny's orphanage taking in the gate, and the girl on the steps. Natalie if her memory served her right. <br/><br/>" Hey Natalie , I need to speak with gran, Oh and , what has that frown in your face...wait don't tell me.." Her hand swung the gate open and she made her way over to Natalie sitting next to the girl. Her low cut purplish pink sleeveless shirt, and v neck jacket showed a bit more than gran would expect. But she was never the golden child. </span><br/><br/><br/>Kai Leandro kicked his feet up on his desk inside the Parker industry. He was leader of the first task division , and meant to help kill those with powers such as himself. Funny that he resides with the enemy but fact is he has no love for others like himself. All powers do is make life difficult, a ciggeratte was brought to his lips as he glanced at a few files on the table. He didn't want to bring gran into this but choice wasn't a matter. They couldn't just pick off those that leave , and boss was getting furious with the long wait.<br/><br/>Just because he could make illusions didn't mean he always wanted to be known for such. His power was not at all useful, and instead he focused on using his natural regular human skills. Mind , and body but sometimes an illusion unwelcomingly made its way into his head. The door to his office swung open and a lady with high heals walked in.<span style="font-style: italic">" Sir, "</span>Her voice was seductive as usual boss sent in another girl to try and ease his emotions.<br/><br/>" Go off , and leave , don't come back."  The lady frowned and stomped off, what it wasn't like he wanted such stupid girls. He needed to make sure that commonality between the files was still there. His dirty blonde hair was disheveled , and already his bright green eyes were straining to stay focused. How was he going to get them?