Kapitel 2: Discoveries
With a shrug, he dropped the man onto an empty cot, not even feeling winded despite him having run the entire way here, his speed only increasing as he traveled.
He didn't even feel tired, but that wouldn't stop him from experimenting. He needed to get these abilities under control, the abnormal abilities would get too much attention drawn to him otherwise. He learned his lesson about being 'Different'
He focused on his senses first, it coming to him almost instinctively on how to control them, make them adjust as he needed. He didn't need to taste the roof of his mouth or feel every single fiber of his raggedy clothing, something he would need to change when he could.
He did like his hearing, which seemed to make up for loud noises as well, making it hard to hurt his ears as he increased his hearing.
At first, it was just all the breaths of all the other homeless people around him, then it slowly increased until he could hear their hearts beating.
This brought his attention to all the different hearts. How most seemed to follow the same calm beat, while some spiked occasionally, while others were even slower than others.
It was one particularly soft heartbeat that lead him across the large auditorium, where he found a pregnant woman, definitely closer and closer to the child's birth due to the size of her stomach, she was cleaned as well, seems she tried her best to keep her appearance in order.
He examined her stomach, unaware that due to his sudden change his footsteps barely made any noise, and that the only reason someone would be able to spot him in the darkness was because of his bright green eyes that glowed ominously in the dark.
As he watched the woman's stomach, trying to focus on the heartbeat inside her, his eye suddenly sharpened further until he felt something rush to his aid, another energy. Not as warm as the other, but powerful.
When he blinked he was suddenly greeted with being able to see through the woman, or more so able to track the blood through her body, it clearly showing him a picture of the woman in his eyes, able to make out all the small details of her body because of all the blood he was also able to see the life of a child.
This fascinated Harry, he knew the bare minimum of childbirth before, but thanks to the new memories he had, he knew the basics. It was fascinating how the human body could produce a child.
...Memories.
When he drank blood, he gained memories and skills... Should he drink from those here, just a little? They might hold more memories and skills that he can make use of... If one drink brought him this amount of knowledge, how much information would he get from others?
He leaned forward, his fangs once more sinking into a victim as he drank slowly from the woman.
He wanted memories and skills, and this seemed to come with the instinct to drink slow, very slowly.
He felt sucked into the memories of the woman, her studies of being a nurse, how she was trying so hard to be the first person in her family to make it out of the lower rungs of society, to become a successful doctor and really push the field of medicine, countless hours of study, hard work.
Then a Doctor, a single male doctor from a rich family, born with a golden spoon ruined it all.
The 'Doctor' had raped her and continued to do so while testing drugs on the woman, it had gotten to the point she had tried to fight...
Tried was the keyword, as with the man's connections and money, she was ruined, her career and license torn from her.
He delved into the memories of the doctor, learning that she picked this place for a reason, it was the closest to him.
She was planning that after she birthed the child and put it up for adoption, she would break into the Doctor's apartment, and kill him. Then herself afterward.
He stopped feeding, pulling away as her wound had already healed, and a wave of newfound anger boiled inside him.
The woman's memories had helped him, her knowledge of medicine and skills in the field had brought him new ways, and understandings of his abilities, the limits of the 'normal' human, a normal boy.
The Doctor should have skills as well, in a different field, correct? Then it was only right he pay the doctor a visit.
As he was leaving, he stopped as a flashlight pointed directly at him, his tongue instinctively moved to make sure his lips were cleared of blood as he turned to look at the light, raising a hand to shield his eyes from the bright light.
He had been too deep in the memories to recognize the sound of someone walking in, and by the guy's uniform, it looked to be a security guard. The man whispered.
''What you doing kid? Can't sleep? Well, I hope you're not stealing anything.''
'Make eye contact.' Something in Harry shook him deeply, as if something responded, one of his powers.
Harry lowered his hand and made direct eye contact with the guard.
There were a few moments before the guard seemed to daze softly, the light lowering slowly.
'Command him'
''Turn the flashlight off.'' Harry commanded softly, it not really feeling like he needed to 'speak' to communicate his commands.
The light clicked off.
~I was up going to the bathroom and got lost trying to find my cot again, there's no reason to worry.~
The man nodded softly, after all, what would a kid as small as this boy really do? He was just paranoid because of the break-ins around the neighborhood recently.
He nodded a bit before he turned around, and started to walk away.
Harry felt his control waver as the main broke eye contact, but now he could feel a connection... Now that he succeeded once, it would be easier the second time.
So, Harry could mind control people?
...No, that didn't sound right, but the word didn't come to him, meaning it was something didn't understand exactly, he would need more memories.
To expand the knowledge he has available to him.
With this new ability Harry grinned savagely, years of abuse and anger had boiled up, only made worse due to his new memories, and he knew just the person to take it out on...
And he had all night to do it.
Moving through the rows of homeless people he made his way outside and broke into a sprint, he knew the feeling of running, of that energy. The warm energy seemed to fill him, enhancing him slightly it felt like, but the powerful energy could bring him further.
His speed suddenly increased as he focused on that feeling of it growing out of him, blurring down the street, but despite his speed, he could still perceive everything normally, everything seemed to slow down as he moved...
No, he was just processing things faster, making them seem incredibly slow.
He was in front of the large very expensive apartment place before he knew it, gazing up at it.
There were cameras outside the building, and inside the building, but he could feel they wouldn't be a problem for him... As if something telling him nothing could capture him in a photo or video without him wanting it to.
The lobby would be stupid to enter, it was well lit and there were multiple people inside it, so Harry moved around the building, and he found a way to get in.
A window on the third floor was open, climbing on top of a dumpster, he jumped vertically almost ten feet before he caught onto the window seal of a window below the one open.
He held no fear as he pulled himself up, putting enough strength to be able to throw himself further up as he caught the window seal of the open one.
Focusing his senses, he didn't hear or feel anyone nearby, slowly pulling himself up into the flickering hallway, only a single light was flickering and there were already tools to the side of the hallway, but they seemed abandoned.
Harry's ears focused, picking up someone muttering to themselves.
''Light 34...35...36... There we go, 37.''
He heard a soft click and the light that was flickering went out above him.
Looking up at it he watched it a few moments before he shifted, the woman had no idea where the doctor lived, but that wouldn't be hard to figure out.
Not when you had someone who has most likely worked all over the building at your disposal at least.
Harry shifted, moving to crouch under the ladder, a box of tools obstructing him further as he waited, hearing the footsteps approaching at a casual stride.
''Alright, let's get this light fixed... After this light, it's the bathroom sink in 401... They are supposed to be out for the weekend so I'll swing by there before my lunch break.''
A light clicked on as the man looked up to the light with his flashlight, not noticing the sudden movement before Harry's hand was around the man's head, easily tilting his head to the side as he leaned in, sinking his teeth in, his legs around the man's waist to keep himself supported while he fed.
(End)
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