[h2] Friday Evening, 10pm, One Week Ago [/h2]

Elissa shouted a goodbye over her shoulder to her parents as she exited the house. She had told them that she was going to a friends house. She smiled as she got into the taxi waiting for her, and they began to drive towards the warehouse her friend had given her the address of. Elissa had been told that this was to be the party of the year, and she was definitely excited to have been invited. Arriving at the location, she could already feel the bass through the leather seats of the car. The driver turned to smile at her. [color=82ca9d]"Big party, huh? You sure don't seem the partying type."[/color] Elissa merely smiled; she got that comment way too often to be offended by it. [color=f49ac2]"I'm more than fine."[/color] She handed the driver a twenty, telling him to keep the change, and stepped out of the taxi.

As it drove away, she walked into the warehouse. Almost instantly she was surrounded by dancing people and loud music. She loved the anonymosity of parties like this, all you needed to do was dance. There was no way to sit at the sidelines, no matter who you were during the daytime, everyone was included. Her thoughts were broken as the lights and the music turned off. People cried out and groaned, and Elissa could hear someone fumbling with the power switches. She sighed. This didn't usually happen, but when it did, it usually took a while for the half drunk DJ to fix it up. 

However, the lights turned back on and the music started up almost instantly, and she laughed, glad to not have her night ruined by a simple electricity muck up. She continued to dance, not realising that her and everyone elses lives had just changed completely...

[h2] Thursday, 9am, Present Day [/h2]

Elissa took a drink from her water bottle, careful not to accidentally make the water float into the air like last time. Her powers had been out of control for a few days, and even now she occasionally slipped up and did something weird. Just the other day she barbecued the sausages... before she had put them on the griller. It took a lot of explaining about why the sausages were already cooked when she brought them out to her dad. She sighed and walked into class, sitting down. 

Emily passed her a note. [i] Sick party on Friday? Wish I could have gone. :( [/i] Elissa smiled at her friend. [i] Trust me, you’re lucky you didn’t. [/i] Emily looked at her quizzically. She mouthed, ‘Power Outage’. Em nodded, pulling a face. “That sucks,” she whispered. Elissa sighed. If only she knew how much it did suck.

About halfway through the class, once the work had been set and the teacher was dozing at her desk, Elissa took out her phone, planning to text another friend from a different class. She noticed she had a new message from someone she didn't know. 

[color=8882be][i]For our lives now, for everyone we know and love, its us versus them.

I don't know who exactly is the 'them' of that line, but we have something deeper here.

That explosion, the party itself, there's no coincidence here. We were set up from the start to be exposed to whatever that stuff was.

They've been at it for some time now, slowly picking up some of the other people who were there that night. Some willingly joining them, most probably not though.

They're the others too, the ones who mutated their minds are gone, twisted into some kind of monster beyond all human form. Or using their powers for greed, or just plain chaos.

I made sure you're the only person I want seeing this message, its encrypted, and will be completely wiped from existence as soon as I find out you read it. They might think of you as a menace now, some kind of threat, but I know you have it in you to do something about all this, the right thing to do. As for who I am? Just call me Apollo for now. Trust me, I might be the only 'friend' you have anymore.

As soon as I hear back from you, meet me at the janitor's closet in the west hall after school. Once you're there, we can get this show on the road.[/i][/color]

[i]How did they know?[/i] Elissa thought, confused. [i]And who the hell is this 'Apollo?'[/i] She pondered over the message, wondering what it could mean, and whether she should follow the instructions. [i]I will. This guy obviously knows something about the weird powers I have. Maybe he can help me out.[/i] She smiled, then frowned as her phone started to try to fly into the air.