[hr] 0200, Gateway, Northeast Landing Strip, Control Tower Lena sat on top of a small access building not so far from the hangar, but with a great view on the events happening inside. The cold night breeze rustled as it swept away some dust from the roof. Lena covered his face and then took a long sip from soda she was holding in his hand, before going back to watching the action. Her job was mostly done here anyways. She pressed the rusty binocluars hanging on her neck to her eyes, and tunred up teh volume on the radio sapper. The AI was trying to arrest the pilot girl but one of the crew members stood in it's way. Then the large robot knocked it away. Lena giggled at the sight of this stupid guy. She couldn't quite make out what they were talking about, and the speakers behind her fizzled with interference. Trying to be a hero is never advised against a robot taller and stronger than you, especially if you have no weapons or armor on you. The robot was getting closer to the pilot. Lena leaned forward to get a better feel of the actions going down below. She only blinked once, but in that time, so much shit went down. The radio went crazy, and tons of signals from the hangar started to burst to life. Adn that pilot girl, she started running. And hell, she ran fast. Lena followed the runner with her head, still drinking from the can of soda, ready to jump any second. She threw the empty can away on the roof, and grabbed the hoverboard buzzing next to her silently. She removed the sapper from the radio antenna, and the speakers went silent, just as the alarms started ringing all over the base. With a quick follow up she made a running jump to a cable leading down to the fence around the base, doing a slow and steady grind on it with her hoverboard. This was the worst part of this job. The height. Then again it paid well. She silently flipped a black case in her hand before putting it back into her backpack. Instead of grieving about height, she looked at the city so far away, almost untouchable, but still so close. A lit paradise in the middle of the Martian night. The air glew slightly bluish around the city, cause by teh particles in the atmosphere and the lights emitted from the many buildings in New London. She had learned that in school whilst still on the space station. It didn't take long to reach the end of the cable, but staring at the city, it felt like eternity. Only the slight bump of the board warned Lena that she hit the ground, and that it's not a good idea to stay here any longer. Military patrols were already dispatched and went out searching for the pilot girl, and teh base was on full alert. Any more time she spends here will only increase her chances of getting shot or caught. The fence was only a few metres away, but unluckely there was a guard patrolling the area. He had no lights, but he was equipped with a standard peacekeeper helmet, probably with a night visor, so Lena couldn't make any mistakes. She hopped off the board and silently ran towards the guard avoiding it's vision. By the time the guard noticed him Lena, she already set herself in motion. With a well placed punch on the stomach, he fell backwards, his back to the fence, swearing in some language unknown to Lena. She couldn't let him get back on his feet, so she used her hoverboard to jump on the guards head, knocking him out cold on the floor, and gaining a momentum enough to get over the fence. With a majestic swipe Lena flew above the fence, her eyes half peeled. After landing she looked back at the guard on grunted "Looks like he didn't have night visors after all. Good night big boy." She hopped back on set forth New London, leaving the alarmed base behind. [hr] 7 hours later, New London, Kanbian Street 56, Lena's apartement Lena threw the hoverboard in one corner of the room, and slammed the door behind herslef with a loud bang. It was a really long trip from gateway to her apartement, not to mention having to actually stand on the hoverboard the whole time. It was a fast machine, but it wasn't meant for roadtrips. With a silent sigh she threw her backpack on the table, and sat down on one of the chairs next to it exhausted. For a few seconds she started searching in the bag until her fingers found a small black box which she pulled out anxiously. Lena swept the bag off the table along with a few papers and plastic bottles making a huge mess. Her gaze almost pierced the black box as she sat there for minutes silently, observing the small container with an astonishing concentration. She has been waiing for this moment since she got her powers. Maybe even before. This wasn't the first time she broke into a military installation, nor was it the first time breaking into a lower security area of teh Gateway. But it was the very first time that she stole something so expensive and precious. She could hear her own heartbeat, and feel it in her stomach. Lena inhaled excitedly and opened a box. Inside was a small white object which resembled two cubes mashed into each other, in a way that it formed a very complex shape with many corners and sides. But it was clearly aimed to be two cubes if one inspected it closer. Lena's hands shook as she grabbed the object and held it up in her hand. Finally, the Policube. An object that was made to be used by telepaths to create differently shaped objects, to train their power in different areas. It was a new device, hidden from the public. Supers were hidden from the public too after all. It would seem logical that such an object would be a mere mistery to the commom people. But Lena was not common at all. She pushed one corner of the object and it began shimmering with a faint blue glow, and slowly ascended into the air, hovering an inch above Lena's hand. Lena burst out laughing and threw herself on her bed. She was exhausted, but it was all worth it. This thing could change the way she uses her powers. Sure she wasn't a teleptahic person, but as long as this thing was in a space with enough gas pressure inside, there was little to no difference. Her attention wandered off into the distance as she tought of all the possibilities. She almost fell asleep, but a beep on his phone reminded him to listen to the voicemail. An old but amazing invention. With a swift swipe of her hands in the air, Lena's eyes let out a faint blue glow as the Policube gently floated to her palm. She put it away in the black box, and put it in her drawer, just below the phone. Which had contained no useful info whatsoever. Just her parents saying hi, and telling how the new work was going on for her father. She was happy that finally everything went well. And even if it wasn't any big news, it was still worth checking the voicemail every day, if only to hear her parents voice. Then, without any further a do she closed her eyes and let her mind be filled with thoughts about her parents, the omnicube, and her powers. She fell asleep in minutes.