[quote=Zagan]
Steve seemed to be indecisive about the can of cola being offered to him but after a couple of moments consideration thirst must of won out as he took the can and began to open the can the roar ripped through the mansion Steve had fallen off his chair and something had formed around him, upon a closer inspection, realized it was blood; Jax was a bit shocked to be seeing something like this from a guy whos only power was 'Changing colour'. Soon after the roar died down the blood sphere got absorbed back into Steve, the horror on his face at (apparantly) showing Jax his true power and bolted as soon as he could stand - not wanting Steve to be alone in this sort of situation, not knowing the full extent of his power (or personality) he took off after him."Steve" Jax called out to him as they were moving towards the formers room. "This is not the time to be alone - "
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-Steve-
 Steve was panicking as Jax followed him down the hall. Steve had never shown his powers to anyone except the teachers and now... this? Why couldn't Steve just leave him alone. It was right at the corner of his hallway when Steve rounded on Jax "This is the perfect time to be alone! You... you saw.... didn't you? I'm a monster! There are mutants here who complain because they can't turn off their powers, they're jealous of people like me who have "pretty" mutations. How can people call THIS pretty!" he cried, as four insect-like legs of blood burst out his back "And that's not all I have to deal with. There's also the bloodlust! I want more. I crave more... I just... I just... !!!" Suddenly Steve stopped and felt his face. Unbeknownst to him, as he was unloading, several tiny slits had formed in his face, and blood began to seep out, forming into a sort of faceplate, creeping over his face. It had reached halfway when Steve noticed it was there. Quickly he ripped it off and threw it down, backing away as if it was some sort of demonic beast, trying to consume him. Tears had begun to flow as he withdrew again, the pain he was unloading onto this stranger coming back to hit him. "S-sorry. I... I didn't mean to.. to put that on you. J-just leave me alone.... please?" Steve asked, turning the corner.

But as soon as he did, he slipped on something, hitting the floor with a thud and cry of pain. "Ow... what the..." but he was cut off as the strong iron smell hit his nostrils, and the foreign crimson dribbled from his cheek into the side of his mouth. "Blood! Oh, god, no!". Taking a good look at the hall, he found a pool of blood, next to the body of one of the students. Steve clutched his head as he tried to ignore the smell, but it only got stronger. In no time at all, he was grasping his hand, desperately trying to keep his now blood-soaked hand away from his mouth. His tongue slowly stretched out... and... contact...

Immediately, blood pooled out his ears, nostrils, eyes formed and molding around his face, hardening into a blank faceplate. Then two eyes opened as a massive, toothy grin formed on the face, before opening. "Aaaaahhhhahaahahahahaha.... It's been a while since you've let me out to play"...