 
                        Marcus's Power (3 of 16)
 
Marcus's Power
 
Chapter 3
 
Marcus did not use the power for a few days after that sexual excursion
with Mouse and Jenny. For some reason, guilt had hit him and hit him
hard. He was not feeling guilty about using the power on Jenny though.
Marcus rather enjoyed that. No, he was guilty about using his best
friend and adopted sister, Mouse, as a sex toy. Even though she never
knew what he had really done, Marcus was still carrying the guilt of
his actions on his shoulders.
 
All of that happened on a Monday and it was now Thursday. Marcus had
gone into a deep silence. He would only answer yes or no questions and
would not carry conversation at all. He thought of himself as a freak
of nature for having this so called "power". His mind raced with
questions as to why he has it.
 
Mouse, for the past two days, had thought that she had done something
wrong. He of course knew this was not true. But he did not feel like or
have the energy to give her comfort. I guess it would be safe to say
that he was emotionally drained from the shame and guilt he felt.
Marcus would have given anything to get some answers about this gift he
seemed to posses.
 
He stayed in his room most of the time looking for answers on the
internet. But that was to no avail. Kathy had asked Mouse repeatedly
what was wrong with Marcus, but Mouse was at a loss for words on that
subject. She certainly was not going to tell her mother that she slept
with him. So for the next two days, Mouse and Kathy had to endure the
silence of Marcus with desperate patience.
 
It came to pass on Friday that Kathy finally had enough of Marcus's
silence. She walked up the stairs to his room and knocked on the door.
She walked in without him giving permission. If she had waited for
that, there's no telling how long she might have stood there. She
walked in and seen Marcus reading something on his computer.
 
Marcus did not even turn to look at her as she sat down on the edge of
his bed. "Marcus, we've got to talk. You were doing so well last week.
You were talking and even smiling. What's happened that's made you go
back to this silence? Was it me going away?" She said sitting a little
nervously on the bed.
 
Marcus finally turned to look at her. He seen the worried look in her
beautiful eyes and wanted to take it away. "I just have a lot on my
mind, that's all. How could you think that your going away has anything
to do with it?" Marcus asked this with a boyish smile as he turned his
computer off.
 
"I don't know. You know me, I'm a worry wart." She said with a smile
that made her look like a teenager in Marcus's eyes.
 
Marcus remembered back to when he first arrived at her home. This black
haired green eyed lady did everything in her power to make him feel at
ease. The social worker told Kathy that he liked rock n' roll and Kathy
went as far as to by him thirty CD's to go along with the new CD player
she bought him. She literally spent thousands to make him open up. But
she soon found out that money and gifts did not do it.
 
Marcus opened up to her when she put a band aid on a finger he cut
while sharpening an old knife. He was twelve years old at the time, but
this small motherly gesture brought him close to tears. After that, he
tried his best to communicate with Kathy. It was not easy for him, but
he knew that she appreciated the effort.
 
"You are just staying in your room and not talking; just like you did
when you first got here. Why?" She asked this with a small frown.
 
"What do you do if you've done something wrong and you can't take it
back?" Marcus asked with a frown that matched Kathy's
 
"That depends on what you've done. What did you do wrong?" Kathy asked
with a very quizzical expression.
 
Marcus mentally kicked himself for asking the question. He was at a
loss for words, he did not know how to answer. He hated lying. He
hardly ever did it. But for the love of this woman he would. He wanted
her to feel at ease, the same way she wanted him to feel at ease so
many years ago.
 
"Let's say, hypothetically, that I deceived someone that I cared
about." Marcus stated, looking at Kathy through his mirror plated
shades.
 
"Then I would tell you to come clean with the person and hope for the
best. You should know better than anyone that life has it's up's and
down's." Kathy said as she crossed her legs and put her hands on a knee.
 
Marcus gave a sigh and said "I had a feeling you were going to say
that."
 
"You know, if the person truly cares about you, then they will
eventually forgive. But it's always a good idea to tell the truth."
Kathy said with suspicious eyes. She had a potent feeling that Marcus
was talking of either her or Mouse.
 
"Maybe your right. I think I just might do that. I guess I will reap
the consequences of my error sooner or later anyway." Marcus said this
as he turned his computer back on. That was a signal to Kathy that the
conversation was over.
 
Kathy got off the bed and left quietly. She knew it was no us speaking
with him if he did not want to talk anymore. The conversation would be
sort of one sided. She did wonder which one of them he deceived and how
though. With those thoughts in mind she headed down stairs to start
dinner.
 
Marcus sat in the soft cushion chair at his computer and thought of
what he should do. His thoughts roamed towards Mouse's reactions if he
told her the truth. Would she hate him? Would she never trust him
again? These were the questions that were running through his troubled
and powerful teenage mind.
 
"To hell with it. What ever happens, happens." He said out loud and
stood up and walked out of his room.
 
As he walked through the hall, Marcus felt a nervousness and fear that
he rarely felt in his life. He hated this fear and if it were a man he
would have attacked it. Mouse's room was right across the hall from
his. He walked up to the door timidly. Questioning himself the whole
time if this was the right coarse of action.
 
There was music coming from the other side of the door. So he knew that
she was in there. Marcus finally gained the courage and raised his
shaking hand to knock on the door. He knocked three times. He hoped
that she might not answer, but he knew that these hopes were as false
as the lust she felt for him a few days ago.
 
Mouse opened the door wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a tank
top that showed off her creamy white flat belly. Her eyes were a little
red, as if she had been crying. Marcus just walked past her and sat on
the edge of her bed with a with a look of sadness and guilt covering
his face.
 
"Can we talk? I really need to get something off my chest." Marcus
asked and if Mouse could see his eyes, she would see just how guilty he
was.
 
"Sure, we can talk. Marcus, what ever I did, I'm really sorry." She
said and there was tears forming in her eyes.
 
"You have done nothing wrong. It's me that is at fault. I took
advantage of you and I apologize." Marcus said this in a barely audible
voice.
 
"Took advantage? Believe me when I tell you that I wanted what happened
to happen just as much as you did. Probably more. So if that's what is
bothering you, you can rest at ease. Believe me." She said this with
the faintest of a smile.
 
"You may think that, but it's not the truth. Don't you wonder why you
were so immediately turned on? I did that to you with a single thought
and thought alone." Marcus said with his head bowed down in shame.
 
"What? That's impossible Marcus. don't be silly." She said with a small
chuckle of disbelief as she sat down beside him on the bed.
 
"I can also control people directly. Make them do things on the spare
of the moment. It's true Mouse, I swear it." He said in a low and rash
voice.
 
Mouse could not help but to smile at his claims. "OK, if that's true,
then make me do something against my will!" Mouse said this with
disbelief and excitement both.
 
"Really?" Marcus asked with a look of disbelief.
 
"Yea, really! Make me do something I wouldn't do ordinarily." Mouse
said in a challenging voice as she stood up. She was smiling though.
This surprised Marcus.
 
'Well, if she really wants me to prove myself... ' Marcus thought. Then
he focused as hard as he could and the tingling sensation came back as
he suspected it would. He then shot a thought at her. 'GET ON YOUR
HANDS AND KNEE'S AND BARK THREE TIMES!' The thought screamed out.
 
Mouse then got a look of shock on her face as she dropped to her hands
and knee's and barked three times, just like Marcus's thought told her
to do. After the third bark came out, she looked into Marcus's mirror
plated shades with a look of complete disbelief. She stood up and then
sat back down on the bed. Not as close as before though.
 
They sat in complete silence fore close to four or five minutes. But it
seemed like an eternity to Marcus. "I'm so sorry." Marcus said in a
whisper.
 
Mouse's look of shock was quickly being replaced by a look of curiosity
and compassion though. The change confused the hell out of Marcus. He
suddenly wanted to know what was going on in that pretty little head of
hers. The look of her curiosity was a little unsettling for Marcus. But
it was better than her look of shock. He wished with all his heart that
she would just say something. Anything.
 
"That is so fucking COOL!" She blurted out with a smile as large as
Texas.
 
"Your not mad?!" Marcus asked in a low and disbelieving voice.
 
"At first I was. But look at it this way. I don't like you feeling
guilty. Just because you made me hotter than a fire cracker in July a
few days ago don't mean you have to feel guilty." She said and slid
closer to were he sat.
 
Marcus just gave her a confused look, so she added "Look, you did not
cause me any pain. In fact you gave me more pleasure than I have felt
in my entire life! It was wrong of you to do it without my permission,
but it felt GREAT! Just tell me the next time you do it, OK?" She asked
and she could see that he was shocked by her statement.
 
"I'm glad your not mad. But please, please don't tell anyone what I can
do. And believe me when I say I am REALLY sorry about what happened."
He said with a sigh.
 
"Sorry?" Mouse asked with a slight frown.
 
"Yea, I made you do something that you didn't want to do." Marcus said
with a frown.
 
"You think that I never wanted to sleep with you?! You are denser than
I ever thought possible. I have dreamed of sleeping with you for
years!" She said this with passion and urgency. Marcus had a look of
shock on his face.
 
Mouse got up and shut the door and locked it. She then turned to him
with what could only be a come hither look. "And now I'm about to prove
it!" She said as she started to advance on Marcus.
 
He was about to say something but she held out her finger, signaling
him to shut up. She walked over to him and pushed him hard enough so
that he was laying flat on his back. Mouse then began to strip in speed
that would make a cheetah jealous. Before long, Marcus was staring
directly at his lovely and naked adopted sister.
 
His cock immediately stood up. Mouse seen the bulge form in his jeans
and gave him a sexy smile. She then walked to the bed and undid the
fasten on his jeans and pulled them and his underwear down. He would
try to help but Mouse would shove his hands out of the way and push him
back down. She ripped his button-up shirt open, making the buttons fly
in every direction.
 
"So you REALLY thought that I did not want to sleep with you huh?!" She
asked this in a husky voice as she straddled his hips. Before he could
answer she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Her tongue literally
forced it's way into his mouth. That passionate kiss made Marcus hotter
than he had ever been in his life.
 
Mouse then broke the kiss and leaned up and took a hold of his cock.
She guided it to her awaiting pussy with ease. She let a small whimper
out when the head first entered her. Then she slammed down on it,
burring it all the way up in her.
 
"OOOHHHH SO GOOOOD" She moaned as she began to rock slowly up and down
on his cock.
 
Marcus could feel the tight wet goodness of her womanhood all to well.
He knew that he was about to cum at any moment. He did not want to cum
first though. So he gathered his focus and shot the thought of lust to
Mouse.
 
"OOOHHHH SHIT!" Mouse yelled a little loudly when the command hit her.
Marcus was glad the house was so big and Mouse's music was playing. Or
Kathy would have come up to investigate.
 
The command sent Mouse into wild jerking motions. She moaned even
louder and her nails dug into Marcus's chest for support. She slammed
up and down and Marcus could feel her pussy muscles spasming. When she
threw her head back and moaned his name, that was all he could take.
Marcus shot his load deep inside her.
 
Mouse finally just collapsed on Marcus. She was very still and was
breathing deeply. Marcus could feel her thigh muscles twitch slightly.
Mouse was so still that Marcus thought that something was wrong at
first. Then it came to him that she went into pleasure overload and
passed out.
 
Marcus laid there for close to five minutes in complete stillness. He
did not want to disturb his little angel. All thoughts of guilt had
diminished with this little love making session and he was glad of it.
His mind was filled with euphoria and happiness and it was all because
of the angel atop of him.
 
Mouse finally started to stir. She looked into Marcus's mirror plated
shades with a look of a satisfied girl. She asked "You used your powers
again, didn't you." She asked this with a wide smile and hazy eyes.
 
"Only because you said you enjoyed it. If you only knew how much I love
you...." He said as he kissed her forehead.
 
"I know. We better get up before Mom comes and catches us." She said
with an impish grin.
 
"Or she catches us coming." Marcus said and gave a chuckle.
 
Mouse laughed and rolled off of him. She got out of bed and stood up,
noticing how weak her legs were. "That power of yours is something
else!" She said with a girlish giggle.
 
Marcus got up and slid on his jeans and shirt. He could not button it
because Mouse tore all of them off. 'Wild Cat' he thought and laughed
out loud. He looked over and watched Mouse getting dressed and thought
the same thing he thought on the day he discovered his power. 'She's an
angel in disguise!'
 
"You don't want to me to tell anyone about your little secret power, do
ya?" Mouse asked when she was finished dressing.
 
"No I don't. In fact I want your word on it." Marcus said in a low and
serious voice.
 
"My love, you have it." She said with a slight bow. She was acting
theatrical on purpose. She thought that Marcus would like it.
 
"Thanks. I better get out of your room. Kathy will think there's
something going on if I stay in here to long." He said with an impish
grin that Mouse thought was cute.
 
"Are you going back to your room to do something brainy, like read?"
Mouse asked with a defiant look.
 
"No, I'm going to get a shirt that has buttons on it and go for a
walk." Marcus said looking at his shirt and then back at Mouse. This
made her blush.
 
"It's YOUR fault. If was not so damn cute, I would not have done it."
She said with a girlish laugh.
 
Marcus looked at her a moment and said "Your a ray of sunshine in a
world of darkness. That sounds corny but it's true." Marcus said in a
low voice that was both charming and sincere.
 
"When will you be back?" Mouse asked.
 
"A few hours. I just need to take a walk and think on some things. You
know that I always think better on my feet. See you later." He said and
gave her a tender kiss on the lips and walked out the door.
 
After grabbing a shirt, he almost danced down the stairs he was feeling
so good. Kathy was in the living room talking on the phone when he came
down the stairs. She noticed that he was smiling. She told the person
on the phone that she would call them back and she walked over to were
Marcus was.
 
"Well, you look like you feel a hell of a lot better. I take it you
patched things up with Mouse?" She asked with a sly smile.
 
"How did you know that I was talking about Mouse when we were in my
room?" He asked with a look of boyish innocence on his face
 
"Well, you said that you deceived someone you cared about. I only know
of two people you care about. Sort of narrows it down, don't you
think?" she said with a large smile.
 
"Well, Mrs. Sherlock Holmes, I'm going for a walk. I'll be back in a
few hours." He said with that same look of innocence.
 
"Were are you going?" She asked in a motherly tone. Most kids hate that
question, but it made Marcus feel loved.
 
"I thought I would stroll through the Mall and see if they have any
good CD's." He said still smiling from ear to ear. His voice was still
low though.
 
Kathy reached in her pocket and pulled out a credit card. "Here take
this and buy you a few of them. I haven't bought you nothing in
months." She told him and put the credit card in his hand.
 
Marcus almost refused to take it. He hated people giving him stuff. But
he knew that she would only force it on him if he refused, so he took
it and thanked her. He walked out the door and into the warm spring
air. 'Yes, this is a good day' he thought as he started his way down
the road.
 
The walk to the mall was pretty uneventful. It was a good two mile
walk. But Marcus was in such good shape that it was hardly tiring. The
questions about his power kept rolling around in his head. It was sort
of frustrating to him, not knowing the answers. He finally decided that
he would learn over time.
 
The city Mall was bustling with people. This made Marcus a bit nervous
since he did not like being around that many people. But he just told
himself to relax and that there would not be that many people in the
section were they sold CD's. He was basically right on that score.
There were a few, but not many.
 
Marcus walked with casual grace into the music store. He immediately
walked over to the Rock N' Roll section and looked through his mirror
plated shades at the selection they had. He wanted to get Mouse a good
CD. He started to look at AC/DC's new album "Stiff Upper Lip" When he
felt something strange inside his head.
 
It was not the same feeling he had when he used the power. This feeling
was different. It felt like something was probing him. This odd
sensation was not painful, but it was not pleasant either. For some
reason he reacted in instinct. Marcus closed his thoughts until there
was nothing but blackness.
 
The strange probing sensation left then. That's when he discovered that
he could follow the direction it came from. He followed the invisible
probe just by instinct alone. If you asked how he did it he could never
explain. He followed the probe across the CD's he was looking at and
found it ended right were a girl stood.
 
This girl was quite beautiful though. She had shoulder length blonde
hair and was wearing mirror plated shades, not unlike Marcus's. She was
wearing a pair of black skin tight jeans and a black T-shirt that was
tucked into them. For some unknown reason Marcus felt drawn to the
girl. Almost as if he knew her. He also knew, without question, that
she had been trying to read his thoughts.
 
The girl looked to be Marcus's age. She was quite beautiful. She even
gave Mouse a run for her money. The girl had a look of curiosity on her
face as she stared back at Marcus. Marcus then did something he rarely
did. He approached a stranger, just to see who she was. The girl took
two steps back as Marcus approached her.
 
"My name is Marcus Williams." He said in a low and cautious voice.
 
"You have the power of a Shadow Knight, But your not with the Zone. Who
are you with?" The girl asked in the same low and cautious voice that
Marcus uses.
 
'Shadow Knight? The Zone? What are these things?' Marcus thought. "I am
with no one but myself." Marcus said with a quizzical expression. He
could see and sense the emotion of fear coming from this girl.
 
"Then let me read your thoughts. If you have nothing to hide, why did
you close your mind?" She asked in that same low and cautious voice.
 
"Do what you will, what ever makes you tick." Marcus said, repeating
the phrase he told Mouse. The reason he was allowing this was that he
thought that this girl could answer some of his questions. He then
opened his mind to the beautiful blonde.
 
"Thank you. It works better through touch." She said in that same low
voice. She then laid her hand on Marcus's shoulder. He could feel that
probing sensation again, but let it stay. Both of them stood stalk
still for close to ten minutes. The other people in the store must have
thought this strange but Marcus did not care.
 
After that she removed her hand. She looked a little relieved and a
little sad. "Why do you look sad?" Marcus asked in that same low voice.
He might of felt drawn to her, but he did not trust her yet.
 
"The place you call Hell's Outhouse.... It must have been horrible for
you." She said in a low voice that showed Marcus pity.
 
"Can we find a more private place to talk?" Marcus asked, trying to
change the subject and he wanted some answers from the blonde haired
vixen.
 
She nodded her consent and they both walked out of the music store.
They could have passed for brother and sister they looked so much
alike. They both walked in silence. Apparently they both had allot on
there mind. Marcus spotted a small food place inside the mall and they
walked to it and took a seat at the table.
 
"What is your name?" Marcus asked as he slid into his seat.
 
"Jesse Budroux. I could tell by the questions in your mind when I read
it that you have no idea of who you are or what your capable of. I will
answer what I can." She said with a small smile.
 
"Thank you for your patience." Marcus said in a low voice, trying to
act civil.
 
"It's the least I can do for you. Not many of our kind would have let
me read there mind. Hell, there is not that many NORMAL people that
would allow it. But then again, they don't exactly have a choice." She
said with a small chuckle.
 
"Would you mind telling me what a Shadow Knight is?" Marcus asked in a
calm but low voice. He felt like he struck gold with this golden haired
beauty.
 
"It was what I used to be. Their are about 75 members in this country.
I thought you were one at first." She said as she ran her fingers
through her hair.
 
"These Knights, they have power like I do?" He asked with a curious
look.
 
"They have more power than you do... At least right now. Your just now
learning your abilities." Jesse said this with a gracious smile.
 
"And your running from them?" Marcus asked, already knowing the answer.
 
"How did you know?" She asked, looking a little shocked.
 
"If you thought I was one back at the store and you were still
frightened, then it stands to reason your running." Marcus said with a
low and graceful voice.
 
"Your quick! You should be a detective!" She said a bit sarcastically.
 
"Were is this place you call the Zone." Marcus asked as he leaned back
in his seat.
 
"New Mexico. But if I were you I would not go down there." She said
this with a sad voice.
 
Marcus motioned for the waitress that was there and ordered them both a
soda. Marcus sat in silence for a few minutes contemplating what he had
learned so far. "How did you read my mind?" Marcus asked with a touch
of nervousness to his voice.
 
"That one is easy. Doing it to normal people is a hell of a lot easier
than doing it to your own kind. All you have to do is imagine a
invisible extension that goes from you and touch the one that you want
to read." She reminded Marcus of a school teacher stating the facts of
science.
 
"My own kind?" Marcus asked and took a sip of his soda.
 
"Marcus, surely you noticed that you are different than the rest of the
human race. The color of your eyes, their sensitivity to light. Haven't
you ever wondered why you are in such good shape, yet you never work
out?" She said in a surely fashion.
 
"Can you give me one second? I want to see if I can read that
waitress's mind." He said and turned to look at the waitress.
 
"Go head on." Jesse said with a chuckle.
 
Marcus closed his eyes behind his shades and imagined an extension
reaching out and touching the waitress's thoughts. At first all he
could see was what she was seeing and thinking. She was thinking of her
kids and husband. Then he dove deeper into her mind and seen that he
could see her past and her fears and pleasures. What she liked most in
life. Marcus found this terribly easy.
 
"What else are we capable of?" Marcus asked after he withdrew from the
waitress.
 
"The one and only defense we have against our own kind. Telekinesis.
The ability to affect objects and other people with our mind.
Telekinesis can be deadly if used in the proper way." She said this
with a look of dead seriousness.
 
Marcus was thinking of trying it right then. "I wouldn't try it here."
Jesse said. She could tell by his facial expression that he wanted to
try it. She did not have to read his mind.
 
"Why are you running?" Marcus asked, wondering why this lovely girl
would have anybody trying to harm her.
 
"Shadow Zone took over a small New Mexico town. They are turning people
into slaves. I broke Shadow Law #7." She said with a look of sadness
that made Marcus want to take all of her pain away anyway possible.
 
For some unexplainable reason. Marcus knew that Shadow Law #7 was
'Never kill your own kind' He did not know why he knew this, he just
did. "Why did you kill a Knight?" Marcus asked with a low and serious
voice.
 
"There was a little boy in the town they took over, his name was Billy.
We used to always talk. He was one of the few people in the town that
was immune to mind control. He was cute as a button." She said with a
small smile.
 
"What happened?" Marcus asked
 
"One of the unit commanders of the Shadow Knights told Billy to fetch
him a glass of beer. Billy mouthed off. Basically, he told the
commander to go to hell. Before I could do anything, he used
telekinesis and made the boy's heart explode. While his guard was down
I did the same to him and ran." She said as a tear rolled out from
under her mirror plated shades.
 
Marcus's heart went out to the girl. "Were are you staying?" He asked
with sadness in his voice.
 
"Nowhere at the moment. I just got into town. But don't worry I'll find
a place." She said as she wiped the tear away.
 
"I think you have already found a place to stay. You'll come home with
me." He said with a very serious voice.
 
"No, I could not put you out like that-" Then she was cut off by Marcus.
 
"I insist and it is non-negotiable. I promise to help you no matter
what." Marcus said, his voice was the highest it ever got. Which was
that of a normal person speaking.
 
He laid a few bucks on the table, for the soda's and a tip for the
waitress; then he stood up. He motioned for Jesse to do the same. She
had nodded her head in agreement of her staying with him when he
insisted. He grabbed hold of her hand and started out of the mall.
Holding her hand seemed very natural to him.
 
Marcus did not know what Mouse or Kathy's reaction would be to him
bringing home this girl. They would have to live with it or he would
have to make an ADJUSTMENT to Kathy's thinking. He knew that he would
not mess with Mouse's thinking. If she was jealous, she was jealous.
This girl needed his help and he aimed to give it. To hell with what
the consequences may be......
 
