Kyle stopped moving. His head pounded. "Powers? These aren't powers. Powers are amazing, wonderful, mystical, what I have is a burden. Someone that keeps me behind of everyone else. I don't have powers." He hissed, balling his fist. He shoved them in his sweater pockets, not bothering to answer the question, but he decided he should. "Blimey..fine. I don't know. I come from England. I was adopted at the age of 2 and brought here, so I don't know who I am actually related to." He explained.
(i forgot to mention that kyle is British >.< he talks british and stuff)





