I smiled as we piled into the car with our suitcases

We both got into the car and I started it up. We pulled out of the driveway and got onto the highway.

We traveled south and kept driving for hours. We finally stopped at a motel and Giovanni went in to pay and get a key.

A few minutes later he came back and showed me it was room six.

We where about to go to bed when Giovanni pulled out a pen with a black light. He shined on on the bed and it seemed fine according to it's revealing glow.

After sleeping for a while we continued our drive when the radio blared "We have an armed criminal racing through interstate twelve believed to be a psychic as any attempt at stopping him had been deflected. Suspect is in a white van. I repeat....."

Just then a white van rammed into the back of my car and sent us flying.

Giovanni started screaming as we flew through the air.

I quickly used my power to get us back down safely before chasing after that asshole.

I felt a pulse of energy come towards us.

I shot my own and over powered his before sending his car into a ditch on the side of the road.

I parked next to him and got out of the car.

He was unconscious so I ripped open the door and pulled him out.

I gently set him on the ground just as the police arrived.

I teleported back to my car and drove off as inconspicuously as possible.

Thankfully no cops followed.

Giovanni interrupted the silence of us driving by whooping loudly and saying "That was amazing! We fucking flew and then you saved our asses and took down a criminal like it was no big deal!"

I smiled and rolled me eyes before saying "It was nothing, any good psychic would have done it."

He nudged me in the arm and said "Shut up and take the complement. You're awesome."

We spent the next several hours bored out our minds driving before deciding we'd stay in a place called Jacksonville Ohio.

We stopped at a decent local hotel. Thankfully no one recognised me as I slipped by the front desk. Then again I was always good at slipping by people unnoticed.

As we got into the room I crashed onto the bed and turned on the news channel.

"....all over the world psychics continue to pop up. So many of them resorting to crime. Of coarse there are those that stop the crime sprees such as the super psychic, the psychic defender, and the killer flame. It's also believed that thousands of psychics hide their abilities in fear of both the government and the Order of Dawn.

Today we have the newly appointed head of Psychic capturing branch at the CIA Mr. Sazuki."

The camera panned to a man in a suit. He had black hair and piercing green eyes. His face looked like it was made of stone. He spent a couple seconds clearing his throat before he began.

"As everyone knows this world is both plagued and blessed. Psychics are both the problem and solution. But there is good news. We have identified many things about the dozens of psychics we have captured and dissected. We have found some anomalies that separate them from common man. You see they all have a high concentration of a newly discovered compound composed of several newly discovered elements. These for now unnamed elements form a complicated compound that heightens brain function to superhuman levels. We have ran extensive tests on this wonder material. It cannot be implanted since it quickly deteriorates upon leaving the body at all due to the specific environment it provides.
Due to this specific..... difficulty the only way to be a psychic is to have this rare compound inside of you naturally.

We've also learned that the more of these elements are present, the stronger the powers.

At the same time these elements have a high chance of making a normal person start developing mental issues like insomnia, paranoia, schizophrenia, depression, and many other forms of psychosis.

Meanwhile those with mental issues become mentally stabilised to a degree.

We say to a degree because there are still several psychics that are capable of horrible things and can still be in control.

Since these elements are a type of metal we are able to detect psychics with a standard metal detector as their brains give off a strong reading. It is also theorised that strong magnetic forces could destabilise their powers.

We are still working on this theory as a way to better capture and contain rogue psychics."

The newscaster replied "Amazing we've finally gotten soo much information!!! A question though.... we know how you feel about Rogue psychics that cause crime, but what about the more noble psychics and the ones that simply wish to hide in peace?"

The man sighed and said "That has been a subject of controversy and many sleepless nights on our part. You see these psychics are still humans. As the Super Psychic has gone on record to say, he just wants to live. No dissection, no crazy fights, just to be a normal citizen. However at the same time they all have power beyond the normal humans that can't be ignored. I believe we should find a way to regulate them. Find a way to make sure they can't hurt innocent people.

Frankly, if you are listening out there.... please turn yourselves in. We won't dissect you, we won't harm you, but we'll make sure you can't harm anyone else....."

At that point I shut off the TV.

I groaned and lied back down into my bed.

Giovanni winced before saying "That sucks...... sure they won't dissect you, but they want to put you in jail."

I sarcastically said "No not jail, a containment center."

He snorted before saying "No not a containment center. A safe haven for psychics."

We both smiled before hitting the hay.

The next day we woke up to hear knocking and someone saying "House keeping!"

I yelled back groggy "No! Go away!"

"House keeping?"

"No go away!"

"Housekeeping....."

"No!"

I heard the housekeeper start to move the door open so I jammed the door with my power.

"I said no!"

The housekeeper walked away in huff saying "Housekeeping....." over and over until their voice faded away.

Giovanni mumbled something about "that was a sucky skit..... to reference...." in his sleep.

I kicked him off the bed and he freaked out for a couple seconds before saying "That was rude."

I shrugged and teleported to the coffee machine in the room.

"Why are you getting coffee? Neither of us drink the stuff....."

I shrugged and said "It's the only free drink I can get in this place, so I'll just use a ton of sugar and creamer."

He nodded and went to go do his morning routine.

As I fixed myself my coffee I frowned.

So my depression hasn't been bothering me because of the metals in my head giving me power huh? At least being a psychic has it's perks. No more taking medication.

Stuff always fucked with me any who.....

I chugged down the stupidly sweet coffee I made and sighed.

I turned the news back on and was shocked to see the hotel we were staying in on the screen.

The place was surrounded by swat cars and news crews.

".... the Super Psychic appears to be in this very building. We, along with the local authorities were tipped anonymously that he and an accomplice checked into this hotel last night.

Oh! The swat team is going in!"

I quickly got to my stuff and packed up.

"Giovanni! The swat are coming!"

I heard a crash from the bathroom. He opened the door and shouted "Teleport us now!"

I grabbed him and teleported us to my car. Unfortunately it was surrounded by swat pointing their guns at us.

"Stay right where you are!" The squad leader said.

Giovanni said "Run for it!!!"

I teleported us as far as I could. We both started running

Unfortunately due to the fact we hadn't eaten since yesterday and we weren't in the best of physical shape, we were quickly overtaken by the swat team.

"Put your hands up! Everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law....."

Giovanni put up his hands and said "Yeah, yeah, we know our rights."

I tried to teleport one last time, but to no avail. I only managed to teleport a few feet.

"Ugh.... dammit. If you guys hadn't caught us before we ate I'd be halfway to Nevada by now!" I grunted as I toppled from lack of energy.

The guy closest to me nudged me with his gun and said "Get up Super Psychic."

"I used up too much energy..... I can't move...." I said

He surprisingly took me seriously and cuffed me before dragging my body to a car.

He threw me in like a sack of potatoes and I ended up in the most uncomfortable position I had ever rode a car in.

By the time we made it to wherever I was sore all over, my stomach was growling like a lawnmower, I pissed myself since I hadn't had a chance to go to the bathroom, and if I had the energy to I'd probably have blown up the car with me inside by now.

Unfortunately for me I was dragged out of the car, fucking handcuffed, and paraded into the facility like a god damn championship trophy.

I barely had enough time to see we were in a barren wasteland, I was surrounded by a metric fuckton of armed guards, and that the facility was a standard building. Well, besides the fact that it had a camouflaged roof.

Before I knew what was going on I was sat down in a chair and strapped to it. Across from a table sat Mr. Sazuki himself.

He snapped his fingers and a man fed me and gave me a drink of water.

After I finished it I said "Fucking hell that sucked. Could I get a shower and a change of clothes too? You captured me before I could take my morning piss and I've been sitting in it for hours."

Sazuki just sighed before saying "This brat is the super psychic?"

"Yep, you see I get kind of riled up when I get captured, thrown roughly into a swat car, and nearly killed by sheer neglect!"

He shook his head and said "I apologize for your rough treatment. You, unlike many psychics aren't a criminal. However it is hard for my men to treat you better when they have seen your kind do such wrong."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You talk as if we're a different species. We are both humans! I just have these stupid powers I didn't ask for!" I roared at him.

He just sat there for a minute before asking "How did you handle the OD so easily?"

I calmed down a bit and said "I didn't. If they had taken me seriously and hadn't been distracted by me having two powers I would have been easily dealt with. I was more powerful than their leader, but with all of those powerful psychics combined I didn't stand a chance."

He nodded and said "I see...... so you have no clue as to why you have two abilities?"

I nodded as best I could while being restrained.

He smiled and said "Well..... now that we have you, we will train you. You will become an officer of the law to help battle the psychic menace. If you don't you will never see your friend ever again. Is that understood?"

I growled but nodded again.

I teleported out of my seat and asked "So how about that shower and clothes?"

He nodded and spoke into a radio.

A group of heavily armed men came in and escorted me to a latrine and I was given a pair of clothes that was taken from my suitcase.

I guess they confiscated it in the raid.

After cleaning myself up I didn't have a moment of rest before I was sent to training.

God this is going to be hell.....

Over the next couple of months I was trained to my absolute physical limits. All the while I heard stories of the OD making some moves.

Several attacks happened and several new things about psychics were discovered.

Each power has their own subclasses.

Teleporters had long range or combat.

Long ranged teleporters can teleport insane distances and can teleport almost as many people as they want. On the downside they take a longer amount of time and have a higher chance of teleporting into a wall or something.

A combat teleporter meanwhile can teleport instantly with much less risk of going into a wall. But they have limited range and capacity.

Telekineticks have four types, but each one has a combination of two. The types are focused, unfocused, offensive, and defensive.

Focused means that the psychic is much better at using their power on a single object at a time. This makes it so that they have a ton of control on a single point and a lot of power on that point.

Unfocused means the psychic has an easier time focusing with multiple objects at once. When doing so they can surround and overwhelm their opponent.

Focused and unfocused are not mutually exclusive.

Offensive as you'd expect is best at sending out blasts of psychic energy and flinging things around.

Defensive are best at stopping objects and have a greater mass with more precise movements. Powerful defensive telekineticks can create physical walls out of psychic energy.

Pyrokinetic psychics have emitter type, and grapplers.

Emmiters can set anything they want on fire as long as they have a line of sight. They often use their fingers like guns that set things on fire. This action for some reason makes precision much easier. (Plus congress unanimously passed a law that made it assault to use finger guns in public and outright terrorism if you're actually a psychic for obvious reasons.) Medium level strength or higher emitters are capable of making things explode due to the rapid heating of the material.

Grapplers bodies can cover themselves in flames. They can also fling it at foes, but it isn't as fast, ranged, or explosive.

And finally you had the most subtle of them all that was only recently discovered.

Fortune readers.

There are two types of fortune readers. Reactive, and dreamers.

Reactive fortune readers can tell everything that is about to happen moments before it happens. This makes them incredibly formidable when it comes to reacting to danger and their environment.

Finally we have the dreamers. As their name implies they have incredibly vivid dreams concerning their future. The only problem is that it is incredibly difficult to tell what led up to what dream and how to change it for the better or worse.

Dreamers coincidentally are the only type of psychic the government isn't truly worried about.

As you could probably tell I'm a Combat teleporter and a Focused Offensive Telepath.

Anyway I'm far from the only psychic the government captured. Soon I was joined in my training with hundreds of other psychics. All with varying degrees of power, sanity, and reasons for serving the government.

The psychics that were too far gone in madness or that couldn't be controlled were executed due to the danger they posed.

As I sat in my military standard bed on many nights, I knew three things.

My growing hatred for the government and Sazuki specifically, that this was probably happening all over the world in different countries, and that despite all the power we held...... we were powerless slaves to our countries.

With the physical training we also underwent special training of our minds. They knew that our powers were tied to our minds, so instead of the usual systematic breaking of our minds so they could be rebuilt, they used new neurological techniques to expand our minds. Creativity, comprehension, puzzle solving, and knowledge in general seemed to not only absorb into our heads much more easily than a normal human, but it made our powers stronger.

I still got to see my friend of coarse. The government officials were cruel to us psychics, but all of the family and friends that were captured and used as leverage were allowed to be with us.

That didn't change the fact that they were surgically implanted with location sensitive bombs that would kill them if we tried to teleport them out of there.

Honestly...... many of us prayed for the OD to get rid of the government already. Many of us considering suicide or just defecting regardless of what would happen to our loved ones.

Unfortunately they all looked up to me. I never was allowed to stop. I wouldn't give up on Giovanni, and that made many of them try to be as strong as me.

Even with countless psychics found I was still the only one with more than one power. It was getting close to a full year since this whole psychic business started. Thousands of us existed, but why was I so special? Why was I one of the strongest psychics ever?

Then a few days after my twenty second birthday, the first squad of militarized psychics was born with me as the secret weapon.

Our squad was nicknamed God's Shield or GS for short. The first and most powerful of all psychic squadrons.

It comprised of me, The Psychic Defender a.k.a. Terry the Defensive Unfocused Telekinetick, Killer Flame a.k.a. Jessica the Pyrokinetic Grappler, Longshot a.k.a. Liam the Long Range Teleporter, and finally the leader of our squad The Mad Bomber a.k.a. Christina the Pyrokinetic Emmiter.

Terry is a pretty on edge kind of guy. Easy to trigger. He has a heart of gold though and is always there to stop the bullets.

Jessica may be nicknamed Killer, but she's more of a stereotypical valley girl. She can be a needy bitch at times, but she has shone through with her powerful flames.

Liam is a pretty quiet guy. The few times he has spoken though have proven to be very intelligent conversation.

Christina despite having the nickname of mad bomber, she is the only one of us that wasn't being forced into this. That and the fact that she's been trained all her life in strategies and leadership tactics made her the perfect leader in the government's eyes. She constantly makes sure we're all in line.

She especially keeps her eyes on me considering I'm the least willing and most powerful.

We all called each other by our nicknames. I was often called Super, Terry was called PD, Jessica was most often referred to as Killer, Liam as L, and Christina as Bomber.

Our first mission was quite the ambitious one......