POV: You find them near a lake sitting against a tree, crying. They alway cry, but you dont know that yet.

They can also teleport but its not super easy for them.

> They startle. Alex: ...

> They look at you > You hear a voice that seems to come from behind. It says 'yes.' They are using their telepathy, but you dont know that.

> They stare Alex (telepathically): It was me.

(Ima just abbreviate telepathically to tpa and telekinetic to tk))) Alex (tpa): I dont mean to scare you. > Their 'voice' has a tambre that doesnt indicate a specific gender, and there is something a bit off but you can't quite tell what

Alex (tpa): If you say so. What's your name, if I may ask? > You finally realize what was off about their voice. Their voice has a slightly glitchy or robotical 'hum' to it. Like it didn't quite know if it was real or not.

Alex (tpa): Alex. > They looked out at the lake, then back at Bee

> Alex looks at her hand for a moment, then doown at themself Alex (tpa): This might be a tad awkward... > They use their tail to 'handshake' Bee, as they have no hands

> Alex smiles the best they can, as their was mouth stitched shut > A 'tear' runs down their cheek and lands on the grass with a small sizzle

Alex (tpa): ... > Their smile fades and they look out at the lake and shudder, remembering what happened not to long ago Alex (tpa): You really want to know?

> Alex stands up Alex (tpa): I think it's better if I show you where it happened first. Follow me, its not to far from here. > They start to walk deeper into the forest. Theres some labs and wearhouses deep in the forest, but you dont know that yet.

Alex (tpa): Dont touch the trees, or many of the plants for that matter. > They continue walking deeper into the forest towards the labs and wearhouses, avoiding several weird looking plants and trees that you dont quite know the name of, but seem very familiar

> Alex stopped in front of the building Alex (tpa): This is why theres Manchineel trees and other poisonous plants everywhere around this part of the forest. Most poisonous tree in the world, many don't go anywhere near them. > They walk towards the door, which is hanging open by a hinge. Alex (tpa): This building has been abandoned for a few weeks now. The inside is still very close to what it was before it got abandoned, the scientists didn't bother to take much with them besides some hardrives full of research. Come on. > Alex disappears inside the building

> Alex was looking in a room that appeared to be a lab. This was one of the few rooms that wasn't all in order > They go into it and try to pick something up with their tail. There is a quiet sizzling sound before Alex drops it with an audible hiss.

Alex (tpa): tHAT- > They used their tail to point to the thing they dropped, which turned out was a simple scapel, but there was something off about it. Alex (tpa): -is a scapel. > Alex hisses at the scapel again, which is one of the few noises they are able to make. Alex (tpa): Its blade is made out of Cinnabar, a very toxic rock. Dont touch it.

Alex (tpa): Your probably wondering why I can touch the scapel to a certain extent and the Manchineel trees but I'm telling you not to. > They walk over to another room, which seems to be messier than the last one Alex (tpa): Well, it turns out that I can't be poisoned. Certain things- like Cinnabar and a few other types of rock - will burn me, but other than that, I can't really be hurt with poison.

> They walk over to the upturned lab table, which also seemed to be made of Cinnabar Alex (tpa): At least being poisoned is quicker, death-wise. I cant count the number of times that I wished I had just died of being poisoned instead of being strapped to this damn table. Burning. For days on end. With scientists all staring at me. Watching my reaction. > They kicked a clipboard on the ground

Alex (tpa): This was the room where it happened. (Gets Hamilton vibes lmao))) > They look over at a counter that had scattered needles and thread Alex (tpa): When I first came here, I looked fully human, well, other than having a tail and not having a neck. When I was strapped to the table, I would thrash and shout and usually end up stabbing someone with a scapel when they went to unstrap me. One day, I guess they just got tired of it. They stitched up my mouth first, so I wasn't able to make them feel the same pain I did. Did I mention that? I'm a human with some voodoo blood in me, so I could make people around me feel the same pain I feel, if I say the right words or have the right objects. After they stitched up my mouth... they cut off my arms. Slowly. They used the Cinnabar scapel, so at least it cauterized it as they cut.

Alex (tpa): Its mainly because I have Voodoo blood. I do have telepathic abilities - as you already know - and acidic tears, but being expossed to some of the stuff I was gave me telekenetic abilities as well. I- I have been able to teleport several times on a few occasions, but its very erratic and hard to control. > They used their tk to pick up a clipboard

> The clipboard says: --- Subject 413-X --- It appears to have some sort of ability to control others. We must explore this more. How does it do it? Is there a limit to how many things it can control at once? I- > The rest of the document is blurred beyond legibility

Alex (tpa): 413-X. Thats what they called me.