It was another cold morning. But unlike the last 2 days, Ambrose jumped out of bed. His body oozed with vitality and packed with lean muscle, making him look like a deity along with his increased height and handsomeness.
Getting prepared for school quickly, Ambrose made his way downstairs for breakfast, but the only one there was Lauren.
"Mom, where's Dad and the rest?"
"Honey, we let the twins take a day off today because of their powers. It wouldn't be too good if they accidently burnt the school down, would it?"
Ambrose nodded his head. Indeed, it probably wouldn't be a great idea for the twins to be around ordinary humans right after they awakened their powers.
"I made lots of bacon and French toast, here." Lauren said as she started putting plates on the table, then she continued; "As a Werewolf, your consumption of food is much higher than an human, even supernatural ones."
GRUMBLE!
Ambrose nodded his head as his stomach growled lightly. He then started to dig into the plates of food in front of him.
Not even 5 minutes later every plate was cleaned off, Ambrose was astonished by how much he could eat.
Realizing the time, Ambrose quickly got his things and rushed towards the door; "Mom, I'm going to be late! See you later!"
SLAM!
As the door slammed shut, Lauren almost facepalmed because Ambrose forgot that with his new body he could make it to school in less than a minute if he wanted to.
SIGH!
"Silly boy."
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Ambrose arrived at the entrance of school 10 minutes later.
"Hey!"
Ambrose heard a sweet voice from behind him. Turning around, he was a girl with straight, light brown hair, a beautiful face, and curves in all the right places.
Her name is Madison Klein. Ambrose's childhood friend who also lives a block away. They have known each other since they were toddlers. The problem is that Madison is the prettiest girl in school and Ambrose attracts a lot of envy from all of the males in school because of their friendship. Usually Darren would have to step in if someone tried to create problems.
"Why haven't I seen you much in the last 2 days?" Madison asked with her big, curious eyes.
"I've been pretty busy and I didn't go to school yesterday." Ambrose responded as he walked inside the school with Madison walking quickly behind.
They both had classes across the school so they had to walk through 2 different hallways. They chatted about random stuff on the way.
Madison left first as they had reached her class.
While Ambrose was walking he passed a buff teenager but the problem was he was in a wheelchair.
That was the former star quarterback Brett Peterson. Dirty blonde hair and great muscles. He was the best quarterback in the state and a top 20 player in the country, but last season he injured his spine mid season and became paralyzed from the waist down.
Ambrose shook his head; 'Sometimes life just throws a left hook.'
Suddenly, his intuition started tingling. It was almost telling his to bite Brett.
'Why in God's name would I bite him?'
"Don't you feel that too?"
Ambrose heard a whisper in his ear and quickly jumped back and got into a defensive stance. Anyone who could sneak up on him now was dangerous.
Ambrose saw a tall man with hair just like his but silver irises. The man just smiled at him like he's looking at a younger relative. Then he says; "Meet me after school at the abandoned factory outside of town, little wolf." Then, the man disappears and only leaves a light wind.
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John took the twins out early to the forest to help them harness and control their power. First, John had them test the limits of their physical prowess with a series of tests. Sprints, push-ups, pull-ups, and such to find out exactly how strong they are.
Both of them exceeded his expectations, exceeding the average strength of those from the younger generation of special bloodlines. But, it was just that. If they had trained from birth, they could have been considered 1000 year geniuses.
"Now that I'm done testing your physical prowess, it's time to see your Power Over Fire.
Both Darren and Clara's eyes lit up. They went through all that strenuous testing to learn their Power Over Fire. After all, what teenager doesn't want to have a superpower like controlling flames?
"Dad how do I create fire?" Clara asked expectantly.
"Our Power Over Fire comes from within ourselves. If you were to look at it scientifically, our cells create and store fire. To draw it out it could take anywhere from an hour to a week for the first time." John continued; "Sit down and meditate. Picture looking inside your body and all you see is darkness. In that darkness you have to search for the Power Over Fire inside of you. Only when you can feel it are you able to draw it into reality."
Darren and Clara both did as their father said, meditating, visiualizing and quickly falling into a deep meditative state.
'Maybe they can surpass my father.' John was surprised by how quickly they completely the 3 steps he laid out for them. On average it would taken 3 hours for a member of his generation to fall into a meditative state while it only took the twins 20 minutes.
4 hours later, John who was sitting cross legged and had his eyes closed quickly stood up. The shock he was feeling right now might have been the greatest in his life. Darren and Clara both opened their eyes as flames danced around them, as if celebrating the true awakening of 2 new supernatural humans. But it was not the short time in which the twins could feel the Power Over Fire that shocked John, it was the color of the flames.
"M-MUTATED FLAMES HAHA!" John jumped for joy as he celebrated the talent of his children.
Darren had light blue flames that burned with extraordinary heat and ferocity.
Clara had pure white flames that seemed to give off no heat at all but were just as deadly.
Seeing their father lose his cool for the first time in their lives, the twins could do nothing but watch him jump for joy.
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It was after school but instead of going home, Ambrose went to the outskirts of town to confront that mysterious man.
Leaning on the doorframe of the abandoned factory was the mysterious man with a sly grin on his face.
"So you've come, little wolf."