"Well.....I suppose my powers are...erm...minor telekinesis....I'm not very good at it yet....and making creatures using various objects........and you?" Sammy said this very nervously, stuttering a lot and leaving gaps between words. He felt this seemed almost too personal to refer to at all, yet it really wasn't.

> "Well.....I suppose my powers are...erm...minor telekinesis....I'm not very good at it yet....and making creatures using various objects........and you?" Sammy said this very nervously, stuttering a lot and leaving gaps between words. He felt this seemed almost too personal to refer to at all, yet it really wasn't. Nerox finally grasp the fact of talking to a cat and didn't like it one bit. "Yes I basically have enormous strength, I have complete control of it but, actually I don't think you have seen me angry, anyway I have trouble controlling my temper but I do my best. If you would like to see the aftershocks of my "temper tantrums" take a good look at the bus." He replied smiling like it wasn't a big deal.

"What bus?" said Sammy. He was not familiar with this orphanage or these people, and certainly not their culture. He was a cat with powers, not some civilian with powers that was disowned. Also, he was wondering why he had ended up here, not that it was bad, but of all the things that could've happened, this was it? *Ah, well, must be fate. Nothing I can do about it, I'm here now.* He wondered where this thought had came from, he wasn't on the philosophical side. Maybe it had to do with his sudden appearance? After all, it was quite weird to him, now that he looked back on the memory. I mean, he had had the knowledge of what was normal, and **appearing** was not the "normal" way to come into this world. He felt like he might not have supposed to know this, but then shrugged it off. He had had enough of pondering for now.

"i am sorry i couldn't answer u before" "my name is chris"-coughs-"and i am the last angelic war-------" -falls to the ground out cold-

> "What bus?" said Sammy. He was not familiar with this orphanage or these people, and certainly not their culture. He was a cat with powers, not some civilian with powers that was disowned. Also, he was wondering why he had ended up here, not that it was bad, but of all the things that could've happened, this was it? > > *Ah, well, must be fate. Nothing I can do about it, I'm here now.* > > He wondered where this thought had came from, he wasn't on the philosophical side. Maybe it had to do with his sudden appearance? After all, it was quite weird to him, now that he looked back on the memory. I mean, he had had the knowledge of what was normal, and **appearing** was not the "normal" way to come into this world. He felt like he might not have supposed to know this, but then shrugged it off. He had had enough of pondering for now. "Well...." nerox half stood up from his chair trying to see if he could see the bus. He finally got up and walked over to the window and was able to see the bus just below the window. It still have a gaping hole on the side, the roof had a outward dent shaped like a chair, with the chair closes to the hole removed and driven halfway into the ground. "If you want to see come here" he said waving Sammy over with his hand.