Mikel X. (http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/Beloveds-Lessons/transformationpossibility3man.jpg)<br/><br/>Mikel was almost completely prepared to go to town.  He had changed his clothes, and packed a bag.  It usually took days for him to find the person who wrote their notes, and threw their bottles into the sea.  He thought about it often and had decided that if he was to make someones wish come true, just by transforming them, he would do it. His favorite part of making these bottle wishes come true, was watching the whole process. There were times when he would take such a long time with the process, that he would almost forget that he had to finish.<br/><br/>When he had first started using his abilities, he didn't have the patience to wait.  His father taught him, drilled it into him rather, that he needed to enjoy it.  Which Mikel had from the beginning.  The first time he used his abilities, was to help a puppy that had been hit by a car.  Her little leg had been broken, and Mikel had felt the absolute need to fix it. His father sat with him as he did it.  Mikel was sure that his dad has also used his abilities to help to make it turn out perfect.  Otherwise Marco might permanently scar his child for life.  Mikel was sure that this is the way his father taught him, and his father before him, had taught him, so on and so fourth.<br/><br/>Snapping back to reality, Mikel left his room, and could smell the familiar aroma of cigar, which he in fact loved but had never fully enjoyed.  Once in a while he would smoke one with his father, just to spend some time with him.  Cigars usually meant scotch. Mikel loved scotch. He dropped his bag by his door, and went to see what was going on with dear old dad.  Climbing the steps, he looked out over the ocean, smiling to himself, he loved this island.  He reached the office, and knocked, always showing respect for his father.