Powers of Evolution

[Romulous Silvermoon]

The world is constantly in motion, balancing it self in nature. Every creature from the beginning of time has evolved to meet the new changes the world produces or died. Mankind is no exception to this rule. With the human population increasing exponentially, it was only a matter of time before mankind began to evolve. There are those who have hypothesized that this would happen but no one in the science community believed them. The evolution of these people has resulted in a new gene, a gene that gives these people amazing gifts. These powers tend to reveal themselves in times of extreme need or with great anger. These "evolved" humans range in the powers they control. You are one of the few who know of these powers, either through experience of use or sight. What you do with this knowledge is your own choice. The world as a whole has yet to learn of this small population of powered humans but when the truth could be let out, no one knows.

Rules
1)Follow all CS Rules
2)Follow rules of moderators at all times or risk expulsion from roleplay.
3)Post at least 10 full length lines with good grammar and spelling. If you fail to do so a total of three times, you risk expulsion.
4)Have fun. This is meant to be fun.

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Shadows flow across the concrete as the light from the street lamps are blocked by the body of the stranger. He follows his target with lethal intent. This was the time he had been waiting for. He could practically smell their fear as they ran from him through the maze of alleys, but to no avail. He had them right where he wanted them. He would soon corner them and take what he deserved. What they were afraid to use for themselves. He had already taken it from many, who were either too scared or too ignorant to use. He had an overwhelming hunger for the knowledge they held. The more he feasted upon it though, the more his appetite grew. He felt a sudden shift in the air. It seemed his quarry was one of the ones brave enough or stupid enough to try and stand their ground. Others had done the same but all had fallen victim to his hands. He remembered the last. The blood of their body covering his hands and clothes as he looked into their cold, lifeless eyes. Most held a look of pure horror as they realized what he was doing but once that realization hit, it was too late for them to do anything. He always took his time with it, being sure to extract every bit of knowledge with care so as to miss nothing. He was not a murderer, he was just a knowledge seeker and took it from those who did not use it properly.