Killian woke up from a long slumber, roused by Howard in the morning. As he sat down to eat breakfast, his mind grappled with his newfound abilities. Howard sat beside him, distracted by the morning newspaper . Then a thought occurred to Killian, and he slipped into Howard's mind, uncovering a vast array of information - from basic physics to engineering, science, and knowledge.
As Killian delved deeper into Howard's mind, he stumbled upon memories of Howard's childhood. He saw flashes of Howard and his sister, growing up with excessive freedom due to their wealthy upbringing. This lack of boundaries had shaped Howard into the person he was today.
Yesterday, Killian had used his abilities to locate his mother's mind, only to discover she was no longer in the country. "What kind of business meeting requires you to leave the country?" he wondered. "Couldn't they just Zoom call?" He turned to Howard, asking, "Howard, where is she?" The question caught Howard off guard, causing him to choke on his tea.
Howard's expression turned peculiar, as if he was hiding a secret. In an instant, Killian delved into Howard's memories, uncovering the events surrounding his mother's departure. "Not yet, kid. You're still too young," Howard said, showing no interest in elaborating. However, Killian already knew the truth - it was all about clan ownership.
The ONSEN clan, the most powerful family in America, stood equal to the President. With his father's passing, the clan was left without a leader, and Killian, as the first son, was the rightful heir. His family members, however, were vying for the position. It was Saturday, and Killian knew anything could happen within the family borders. He suspected his father's siblings were responsible for his fathers death.
As Killian closed his eyes, a faint smile spread across his face. He had found one of his family members using his mind. All he needed was to know the genetic coding of his body, which he already possessed. This allowed him to locate his family members instantly, entering the minds of everyone in America in mere seconds. Killian's system had granted him the ability to control people's minds, a power that frightened him, making him cautious not to erase everyone's minds in an accident.
His ability was now three times stronger then that of Professor X. Informing Howard that he needed to leave, Killian headed out, directing his driver to follow a lead. After three hours of driving, they arrived at a strip club. The neon lights illuminated the dark night, and the sound of loud music pulsed through the air. Killian said a famous line from the Terminator movie, "I'll be back," and stepped out of the car.
As he approached the club, the bouncer blocked his path. "Move, kid," he growled. But Killian's presence seemed to alter the man's demeanor. Killian slipped into the bouncer's mind, manipulating his thoughts. The bouncer's eyes widened, and his expression changed from hostility to subservience. "Oh, you can come in, sir," he stammered.
Killian walked into the club, the sounds and smells enveloping him. The air was thick with the stench of sweat, smoke, and cheap perfume. He navigated through the crowd, his eyes scanning the room. People's thoughts fluttered through his mind like butterflies. "What's with the kid?" someone thought. "He looks like a midget," another person sneered. But Killian paid them no mind.
His eyes locked onto a middle-aged man surrounded by four armed bodyguards and three naked women dancing beside him. The women's bodies undulated to the rhythm, their breasts bouncing with each movement. They were covered in glitter and sweat, their faces vacant. The man, with white hair and hazel eyes, spoke in a confident tone, "So, who lets a kid into a strip club?" Noticing Killian's unique features - white hair and eyes, a rare combination in the ONSEN family - the man thought, "Well, I guess money does buy everything." He brushed off Killian's presence as a probable bribe to the bouncer.
Killian interrupted the man, asking with an indifferent expression, "Merry ONSEN, have you heard of her?" The man's eyes widened in realization, but before he could respond, Killian had already read his mind, gaining the information he needed in less than a second.
The man tried to speak, but his voice was trapped in his throat. It was as if an invisible hand was clamping his mouth shut. His eyes bulged in frustration as he tried to form words, but only silence escaped his lips.
As Killian released his control over the man's voice, the man shouted, "Shoot him!" The guards prepared to fire, but Killian's powers took hold, freezing everyone in time. The room was suspended in a state of perpetual, everyone in the club including the dancers or bar tenders , frozen , with only there wondering consciousness left to fuel there fear , then killian spoke , "welcome to my world"
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