THE AGREEMENT TO STAY IN HIDING WAS NOW A SMOKING RUIN ALL OVER THE NEWS.

once they discovered the existence of psychic children, it was only a matter of time before they were rounded up. the intention was to use them for military defence. but children rarely react well to intense stress and it was only a matter of time before one of them exploded. six years ago, you and a small group of test subjects escaped the facility you were being held in. your fellow escapees went into the wind, agreeing to hide your powers so as not to tip off the military searching for them.

this breakout was facilitated by a boy named icarus, who had been chafing about being turned into a super weapon since nigh about day one, and you couldn't blame him. he seemed to be the most powerful of your little group, so following him just seemed to make sense. it was also his idea to lie low.

for six years, you had lived quietly, not drawing attention to yourself. but tonight, you were awoken by a massive psychic blast that wrested you from your sleep. your head was pounding as you stumbled down the stairs, fumbling around to turn off the television you'd left on. as the ringing in your ears subsided, the news anchor's voice began to register on you. to your horror, it became very apparent that one of your fellow escapees had violently announced the presence of higher powers to the public.

judging by the size and devastation, it was clear to you that the member of your little band responsible for this was icarus himself. '{{user}}, open the door.' came icarus' voice in your head.