[August of 2012]
[Celestial Industries' Headquarters; Entrance.]
3rd PoV
Psionix turned his head and casually waved a hand to the president in greetings. He then flew and landed beside him silently.
"HaHa! My good friend here is just quiet, don't mind him." The President laughed loudly as he patted the featureless man's shoulder "Anyway. As I was saying, along with him. I intend to change the situation of the whole mutantrace as a whole. And I will start it by forbidding the use of the name Mutants.
The term mutants as we know it is very derogative and demeaning to them. Instead, I will follow the wisdom of our good friend here and we will start to refer to them as Metahumans."
*Clamor!*
The whole news channel staffs quickly started making noises as they tried asking questions.
The President just continued his easy going smile as he waved at them "Now now, questions later. Let me continue. As I was saying. The second and main thing that I will say is the implementation of the Metahuman Rights Act."
"Wha–?"
"Does that mea–"
"How do you inten–"
The reporters were back at it again as they started asking questions again.
"Questions later folks. This bill have already been signed by everyone in the senate so if there's anyone who intend to sabotage this, then unfortunately for you, you will face me." Obama smirked as he continued.
"With this law. Anyone who is found out to be abusing any metas whether they are old or an innocent child will face the full might of the government. This law is not that different with human rights act so all those harboring bad intentions towards metas should change right about now because you are also going to face the wrath of the meta task force."
"Meta Task Force?"
"What does that me–"
"Metas who are cops?"
Obama raises a hand to make them silent as he continued "Let my good friend Psionix continue this speech." He then step aside and looked at Psionix.
"Psio–?"
"Why would he spea–"
Psionix ignored their questions as he stepped to the podium that Obama used to stand at.
"Erm." He cleared his throat and then looked around the audience and spoke "As Mr. Obama was saying here. The Meta Task Force is obviously a task force that would consist of metas who have abilities that will make them an effective cops. This task force will not only respond to meta crimes but would also respond to the normal crimes that normal humans would do.
We will start this by making police stations have metas that will further help them in their true jobs and then eventually we will have police stations that will only consist of metas." Psionix ended as he looked around.
The reporters were quickly stood up and then began bombarding them with questions once again. Psionix turned to Obama who went to his side with a smile.
Obama pointed his finger to a typical blonde woman who quickly talked after the others quietened. "Mr. President why are we hearing this act just now, shouldn't it be that this kinds of bill should be known by common folks so that they can also express their opinions?"
"Hmm. That's a good question right there. Well, that is because there are moles in our government. We still doesn't know all of them but if we made this act publicly, then those people will do anything in their dirty power just to stop it. And that is why this act have been signed by those who we have confirmed as someone who doesn't harbor any ill will towards the meta kind." Obama spoke with his ever-easy-going smile on his face.
The woman nodded and tried to ask once more but the others wouldn't let her as they raised their hands while almost shouting just to get noticed.
Obama squints his eyes as his traveled everywhere. He then decided as he pointed his fingers to a male reporter. The guy quickly jumped up in excitement as he spoke after the others went silent.
He saluted to Andrew's clone and then brought his hand to his chest and then spoke with smile on his face "Psionix. Big fan."
Andrew squinted his eyes as he quickly recognized the guy.
It was the office worker that braved through the attacks of the dragon as he tried to capture everything using his trusty camera in the battle along with the fantastic four.
Andrew doesn't know but the guy have actually left the life of being an office worker and was now a reporter after he sent the photos and videos he managed to capture to his chosen news channel.
The brave man – who goes by the name of Clark Cent – cleared his throat and went to his professional mode. "Mr. President. You keep referring to our meta hero here as your good friend. Can you enlighten us on why that is? Why does it seemed you two are very close?"
"That's a very good question right there!" Obama replied back with a wide smile as he continued "This actually goes all the way back about a month ago. It was night and we are already sleeping when me and my wife heard the scream of our kid Sasha.
We quickly hurried to her room only to find out that there's large amount of water leaking from the door. And as we opened it. We found her on her bed, sitting, while her palm were constantly spewing large amounts of water."
"Water? Do you mean to say is that your daughter is also now a meta?" Clark asked with a wide eyes while the other reporters was attentively listening — trying not to miss anything.
"Basically yes. But after seeing that, a problem arose as after we checked her, her complexion were slowly and steadily turning pale. And the more the water came out of her palms, the more she would get pale and then she weakly fell to our arms.
We tried calling for help but the personal doctors on the white house were also at a loss on what to do. And that is where our God given hero Psionix arrived." Obama wrapped his arms over Andrew's shoulders as he smiled warmly.
"He offered us help even after the Whitehouse Police Force fired at him, which we all already know were useless, and then helped our daughter. Psionix, would you mind continuing for me?" He the stepped aside as he gestured to Andrew. After that, he signaled to the back and a kid of about 7 years old came out with a toy in her hand.
The kid – Sasha – lifted her head and then her eyes twinkled after seeing the back of Andrew. She then exclaimed loudly "Psionix!"
She then dropped her toy and brought her palms to face to the back.
*Swooosh*
A small stream of concentrated water came out of her palm and then propelled her forward.
"Oof." Psionix exclaimed as he caught the kid who slammed at his body.
"Owie." Sasha voiced out as she rubbed her head which she used to slam at Andrew's abdomen.
"HaHaHa." Obama laughed loudly as he caught his daughter and then carried her.
"HaHaHa." The reporters also laughed after seeing the scene but their amazement was more prominent after they saw the president's daughter casually performing a superhuman feat.
Andrew reached out and rubbed the kid's hair until it got messy and then he turned to the audience again. "Back to our topic. Just like what the President stated, it was night. I was patrolling the area when I sensed another human awakening her meta gene. Before you ask, yes I can sense if anyone awakens their powers. Back to it. I quickly went to where it came from and it brought me to the Whitehouse.
I was a bit hesitant if I should go since it's, you know, the Whitehouse, but after I heard her screaming and I saw that the medical personnels were useless at that scenario. I then went and offered my help. That's all. Oh, If you're all wondering, the reason for why she was turning pale after her ability awakened was that she was too emotional at that point and wasn't able to subconsciously turn off her power.
Her power uses her stamina to function and with her not being able to turn it off, she actually would have die if I wasn't near the place and was able to help her." Psionix finished that off and gestured for Obama to stand to the podium again.
Obama gently put down his daughter and asked her to wait in the back. Sasha reluctantly nodded. Seeing that she was reluctant, Psionix formed a toy that looked exactly as like her father and the kid then quickly did a 360° turn in her mood as she happily snatched it and then ran to the back of the stage.
The reporters and the Obama smiled at the antics of the kid as they then watched Obama stand at the podium again and was about to speak again when a gunshot resounded.
*Bang!*
[End of Chapter]
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H/M: I don't know why, but the stones that are coming everyday have become too few. And I don't want that! Now, give me all your stones and f*ck off!
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