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The Psychic Cycle

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The story follows an African American boy who was adopted by a russian Family. His pevious family was murdered and his sister left with the Nikitins. As he stays with the family, he learns of heritage that contained many Psionic and mediums.

His main task is shutting down a Psychic User, known as a Pawn Psi, plans to awaken seven epitaphs that will bring the Machine Sleeping King that was shut down.

Ganglan, first Draft

Frankie pulled his hood over his head tightly. The breeze was cold and even as a fire user he couldn’t risk using his Psi for long periods of time. He looked out to the sea and saw the famous Ningen, a Japanese Cryptic, it was an amazing sight. The Ningen patrolled  the waters, often helping fishermen to land when they become lost at sea. It was a harmless beast despite it’s dark eyes, white body and large hands.
Stefan put a hand on Frankie’s shoulder. “You have your ID?”, he demanded. “They won’t let us go past the border without it”
He patted his coat down one last time to find out. Feeling the card in his in pocket he nodded. “This isn’t going to be like New York City, is it?”, he stated. Stefan chuckled slightly. “Nope”.
Stefan had brown skin like him, upturned eyes, and was a little pudgy. He kept his hair in five long individual cornrows. “Why did we have to come to the Ganglands?”, asked Frankie. Stefan sighed, he felt as if he was explaining these basic things to a five year old. “Because Psionics are crazy”
“I’m not crazy”, Frankie bit his lip. “Is it because of that MAD outbreak?”
“Probably, seven hundred died that year. We were either born or not born yet”, he drew out a stick of weed from his pocket. “Light me up?”
Frankie pinched the tip of the blunt, lighting it on fire. “Thanks”
“Where’s Aja?”
“Being a little fatty, apparently the restaurant food is good. Fried chicken, sushi, bacon omelette, cherry pie and some soul food”
“Real Soul Food? Or ‘take-my-soul’ kind of food”
Stefan laughed again. “Let’s check it out. I’m sort of hungry and tired. My head hurts…”
“That’s bad, you think your having a seizure?”
Psionics were highly prone to having seizures. It made Frankie concerned about his friend slash enemy as Stefan had a tendency to be an ass. The two headed to the restaurant to check out the food. The area was  crowded, people were pressed against the wall. Frankie saw others trying to find a second taste, but even people blocked the buffet. Stefan caught his girlfriend Aja sitting alone and gnawing on a chicken wing, he walked over to her, kissed her forehead and tried to get a seat but she stopped him. “Remember that Boondocks episode, where everybody got sick off of KFC?”, she questioned as she gripped Stefan’s sleeve. “You ok baby?”
“F no”, she answered. “Carry me to my room. I feel horrible…”
Stefan took her back to the room bridal style. She coughed and beads of sweat formed on her brow. Stefan made it to the room, he put Aja to bed. He ordered Frankie to shut the door. While Frankie sat by the bed to watch Aja. Stefan went into the bathroom to fetch a wet towel, he wiped her forehead and noticed his girlfriend had a blank look about her. “Aja, can you hear me? Baby, look at me”
Aja didn’t look at him and proceeded to stare blankly. It was Frankie that saw her arm tremble. “Steffy”, his voice worried and quiet. “She’s starting to have a seizure”
“She didn’t say nothing about tingling!”
“Maybe this is different”
Aja’s arm shook, then her left leg. Stefan puts his hand against her face. “We’re on a damn boat though. Frankie go find someone. Exactly as the words left his mouth, Aja’s body went through convulsions. Her body swayed, eyes fluttered, and spit formed at her lips. Stefan wiped her lips with the towel, then held his phone to time it.. ’30 seconds to a minute. That’s the measure, any longer and she’s going to die’
Psionics were psychics, and as the paranormal psychics they were. They saw a world of problems. Seizures was a common thing but happened when a Psi user over extended their powers or saw flashing lights. Stefan timed the seizure, counting down in his mind. He gripped Aja’s hand tight and kissed her palm. He  looked at the clock on his phone, it read 31 seconds. “Come on Aja, don’t leave me baby…”, his voice was stressed. It was difficult to watch his girlfriend go through this, when he had his moments; it hurt him more to have her witness it because his were violent. He check the timer again, it read 36 seconds. He wiped her lips again with the towel and held her hand close. When she stopped it had been 40 seconds, Stefan picked her up and got in the bed. He set her in his lap while she gasped and wheezed. He lay his cheek against her head, rubbing his thumb against her hand. He looked at the flower pot in the recess of the room. He heard a thump coming from outside, his braids flicked with electricity. He laid Aja on the bed as he got to see what the noise was.  As he walked out the door and look to the left, he was stunned. “Frankie!”, he yelled as he rushed to his side. Spit coated his lips, he wiped it away with his sleeve before picking him up and carrying him to the room.
Aja was sitting straight up with tears in her eyes. “Where did you go!”, she cried. “You know better then to think I’m going to leave you”, Stefan placed Frankie on the bed. “Frankie…”, Aja crawled to his position. “You okay?”
“Where is your sister?”, Stefan asked Aja. “Who gives a damn about the leak! Frankie, speak to me. Oh my God, how long was he out there?”
“I don’t know, I was focused on you. Where’s Tammy?”
“Tam-Tam went to her room after we went to the buffet”, she said. “She said she didn’t feel right”
“Aw Shit! I’ll be right back, watch him!”

Frankie had sweat gleaming on his brow. “Frankie?”
“Stroke”, he muttered. “My chest hurts…”
“How long were you out there?”
He managed to take in a breath,”I just walked out the room, but possibly a minute”, he a wiped the lather from his forehead. “That bar had a smell, did you notice?”
She shook her head slowly. “It was awful… You didn’t smell anything?”
“To be fully truthful, I’ve been having a snotty nose since we departed New York”
Stefan came back carrying Tammy but she was fighting him and scratching. The situation was peculiar and alarming. Seizures weren’t the greatest concern for certain Psionics, but it was scary that 2 out of four were having them. Stefan threw Tammy to the ground, she attempted to get back up and attack him, but Aja pulled her away with the plant vines from the flower pot.. Tammy had drool from her lip. Her eyes were wild, she hissed and spat as she was against the wall.

“Frankie, yo girl got rabies”, announced Stefan. Frankie grimaced, “this is why they shipped us away…”, he sighed.

Chapter one: Sickness

Stefan sat on the couch with Aja resting in his lap. He read the newspaper to himself:
Three days ago sixty people on Black Maco experienced sickness similar to the known Psionic diseases  MADNESS and WAPPAMA, Wrath Apparition Madness. Though not lethal, a group of Psionic were kept in quarantine. Where or what made this outbreak is unknown. Out of the sixty people that saw this disease one died from the soldiers on the ship. His name was Ken Valda, it was said Ken was a Bioterrorist and may have poisoned the buffet which led to the various victims.
Stefan turned his nose up at the last sentence, “They don’t ever want to tell the truth”, he hissed. He flung the newspaper on the table, he put his feet up and turned on the TV; turning the channel to the show Empire. They were showing reruns, but it didn’t trouble him. Stefan poked Aja’s cheek, she opened her eyes to look at him. “You hungry?”
“I don’t want chicken, fix a salad for me”, she moaned. “A fruit salad, I want to feed on the blood of pineapples”, she smacked her lips. Stefan laughed and got up, “Goofy”, he said before leading into the kitchen”This an old episode of Empire?”, she yelled. “Yes. Lucious got out of jail this episode”
“… oh. Ya know, Terrance Howard isn’t a bad looking man”, she stated. “Kind of sexy, don’t you think Steffy?”
He sighed as he cut and peeled the apples. “So…”
“You know he is”, she teased. The bell rang, Aja sprung up to answer it. She mumbled under her breath ‘please don’t let it be my sister’, she opened the door and saw the box on the porch. She opened it, it was a brain with a note. ‘I THINK you forgot something :)’.
“Stefan, baby, we got brains!”, she yelled. Stefan teleported to her side with a bowl of fruit salad. He switched the fruit bowl with the note in her hand. Aja went to enjoy her salad while he stood at the door. He turned the note over, he shrugged his shoulders.
They lived in a comfortable home that had two stories. The back of the note had a message, but he thought to himself, Aja wouldn’t give a damn so why tell her?
Aja was browned skinned with green neon hair, and she had a condition. She wasn’t emotionally unresponsive or anything, just angry, devil angry as he described, however this news would make her happy or happier. How do you tell someone that their sister’s brain was delivered? To Stefan, he had this ‘I’m cool with this’ aura even when he was completely stressed which led to several seizures. If it wasn’t stress than it was his awful separation anxiety that crawled up his spine ever so often