1x1 with The Ninth One

[Jeydon]

"No, I don't know of any others yet," Wren replied, reaching out to open the door, "These are my archives."
The room didn't look much different from the core chamber; nearly every surface of it was black, except for the cobalt blue lights that lined the room. It appeared to be a rather large room, though the end was clearly visible. Each of its outside walls were lined with drawers, that looked as though they were the type that might contain files. Additionally, rows of pillars stood within the room, supporting the ceiling while containing more drawers lining their sides.
"Here, I store files of all the important information I've acquired over the years. Lately, though, I've been noticing disruptions here. Files that I remember quite clearly are disappearing, others are being altered, while new ones are appearing, with contents that I have never had any opportunity to be exposed to in my life. At first, I thought I was just overusing my ability, and had grown too tired to properly maintain the full illusory world. However, when these disruptions continued, I begun to expect it might have something to do with my status as a chosen one."

[it.will.rain]

Jake went into the room and looked around. “I am betting that it does have something to do with that. I have been having similar things happen to me. Things that I don’t remember that I should and would be easy to. Things that I know that I have no way of really knowing that my power of mind reading would have no way to pick up on its own without me knowing. It is weird but it happens. A week ago, it started happening more often. It used to be little things but now sometimes the things that get taken are really big and people will mention them and I have no idea what they were talking about. At first, I thought they were just messing with me, but after what you said, it really may not be.” He said and looked at him. “I have no idea what to do to stop it.” Jake said.

[Jeydon]

"Well, it seems rather obvious that these our signs prompting us to 'fulfill our destinies' as chosen ones. However, what exactly those destinies may be, I haven't the faintest."
Wren glanced around the room, before settling his gaze on the back left corner. After a second, he headed over, stopping several meters away from it. There, he crouched, turning to the wall and opening a drawer just above the floor. Wren reached inside, scanning through the collection of files that lay within, before withdrawing a black folder.
"This is a report, of some sort, from a mission that some inhuman must have been sent on. It appeared about a week ago, and seems to have no connection to anything I should know."
Wren opened the folder as he spoke, revealing a stack of papers. On the visible top page, lines of black text covered the white surface, however it didn't appear to be in English, or even in the standard Latin alphabet. Wren seemed not to notice this, quickly scanning whatever the page may have read.

[it.will.rain]

Jake looked at him and then followed him over. “I was given a memory of going to Russia but I have never been. I am not sure what it means, but I was just sightseeing so I don’t know what that has to do with our destinies but it has to mean something.” He said and looked at the paper. There was no way that he could read it. “Can you read it? What does it say?” He asked him as he looked at the page. He figured that it had to have some sort of significance to what they had to do. He also was thinking the two of them must have to do something together. It did not make since that they would be brought together to go their own route. Everything had to be connected.

[Jeydon]

"Oh, sorry. My illusions process things in a way more suited to my mind, so you probably won't be able to read anything in here. It's nothing out of the ordinary, just a mission to infiltrate a rogue inhuman gang. No complications, no casualties, mission was successful. It doesn't seem to hold any importance or relevance in the slightest," Wren explained, flipping the folder shut and swiftly replacing it in its drawer, which he then closed, "I've experienced some more... Disturbing interruptions lately, though they, too, seem to hold no significance whatsoever.

[it.will.rain]

“Maybe it is not the information that is important. Maybe what we need to know is what is happening. The fact my memory has been changed and your illusion files have been changed. Maybe that is what we need. We are up against something that can do that. It could just be a warning that we need to figure out a way to block our minds from this.” Jake said to him. “If we figure out a way to do that, that could be the start to all the answers we need since none of this seems to connect.” He added.

[Jeydon]

"And how exactly do you propose we learn to resist mental infiltration, when we don't even know who - or what - is the culprit?" Wren inquired doubtfully, heading back towards the exit of the room, and into the main chamber. There, Wren stood, staring down to the floor, which was now far, far below. After a moment, he turned his gaze up, to the seemingly limitless height of the massive chamber, scanning the upper levels.

[it.will.rain]

“I am not sure yet. But when we figure out who or what it is, we can figure out how to block it. You will most likely be able to with your projections. I have heard of people who have telepathy to be able to do it but I am going to have to find someone who can teach me. It is rare but it has to be done.” Jake said as he thought about how he could do it. He followed Wren.

[Jeydon]

"Well, we should be returning to reality now. The archives take up quite a bit of energy, so I shouldn't be wasting anymore. You may find yourself a bit disoriented or nauseous once we're back, but you should be fine in a minute," Wren explained, turning back to Jake and locking his azure gaze with Jake's own. Wren wasn't the type to wait for another to be ready, but he did show the courtesy of awaiting Jake's acknowledgement of his statement.

[it.will.rain]

“Okay I am ready.” He said and looked into Wren’s eyes after looking around one more time. He waited for them to get back to reality and he felt a little sick but it was not too bad until he looked at the time and stood up to fast because he had to get to his training session. He felt really dizzy and had to sit back down and leaned against the tree. “That was a bad idea… I think I will skip training today.” He said and smiled a little at Wren.