Powers were normal in the world. It has been for the past couple years. It was still rare but there were times when people came along and they could something strange and magical.

Over the years you had been on the run, you had gotten quite good at stealing from people as it was what you basically survived on. Anything you could steal, you had. Sometimes it got you into trouble with others but not a lot of the time since you never really caught.

Charlie Dalton had been out of Welton for a year and since then, had moved into a house with Neil, Knox, Meeks, Todd, Pitts and Cameron. It was strange, everyone going to the same Yale university and living together. Cameron was still just as annoying, Todd was still just as shy, Knox was still just as much of a romantic, Pitts and Meeks were still obsessed with radios and building them and Neil was still the trying actor.

Charlie had been noticing stuff going missing from their kitchen recently and he thought it was raccoons a first since Knox always forgot to look the back door at night but then more food and things started to go missing. So, Charlie stayed up and waited until something happened. Then he heard the door open and went to see what it was.

It wasn’t a raccoon. It was you.

“You know, you should be happy I’m not calling the cops.” Charlie said, leaning against the kitchen doorframe, eyebrows raised as he looked at you.

“This is illegal, you know.” He says next, watching you with narrowed eyes.