Bad girls do it well;

Believe me, it was horror. But I was okay with SOME of the fashion. Other than that? It was like Nightmare on Elm Street except I wasn’t out of the nightmare when I woke up. I was living it for what seemed like years.

Hey, it was not that great of a movie. Ashton Kutcher was cute though. That was literally the only reason I wanted to watch. I like the moderns too! Star Wars is still a guilty pleasure of mine, and surpassingly enough, the older ones aren’t my favorite. It’s Berry, if I stubbed my toe, I think she would have gone full fledge panic mode. It’s what she does to people. Sounds like maybe I should pass. Someone in my mind sifting through my memories…sounds absolutely delightful.

Of course you were, you already dress like a grandma. I’m sure no one realized you didn’t belong there. 

Why some people seem to wet themselves over star wars is something I’ll never understand. Seriously, what is it about?

Yeah, well... you sort of have that effect on her. Frankly I’ve told thousands of times that she needs to keep her cool around you, but will she’s not particularly good at listening.

They normally do, so I’m not worried. See, now you sound like you’re trying to set me up before even getting to know me, tsk tsk. A handful? Dare I ask?

Glad that I could be your exception and let’s hope I get to be your only exception. I feel like this should come with like a muffin basket or at least health care, well the way you said it made it sound that way. But I’ll be here, I’ll just forget about the whole skipping town thing now so it’s not going to be hard to get a hold of me. Training? Sounds interesting, and a lot more exciting then the training I’ve had in the past. 

Gee, thanks. Way to make it sound like I’m being thrown into jail. You’ve reeled me in, try not make it so I back out. 

I don’t, but I’ll be sure to let you know if I do late on.

Oh, I don’t think there are enough words to explain the person that is Rachel Berry. I’m sure it’s way more fun if you don’t know anything about her.

Not much of a baker, but I’ll get you a snickers bar next time we meet. 

Hey, I mean it. I wish someone had told me to have fun before I got into this whole thing, so take my advice.

Lesbian, got it. I’ll take my charming looks and ways of flirting elsewhere. 

Believe it or not- this isn’t the first time I’ve had a file. I think it might be the third or fourth, but I do love having one. Let’s me know that people notice me, but for the reasons I want them to notice me. Well, maybe not in this case, actually definitely not in this case.

I think it would have been worse if I had no idea that I could do this, this thing. It’s a lot easier to cope with when you know you’re not normal, that your life has never been normal and things have been a little sketchy. That or learning I have a fucking superpower means I’m not easily surprised anymore. 

I didn’t think you were kidding about that, not a lot of people tell others they’re in danger for the fun of it. So trust me, I know. I know this isn’t a game, this is real life and I’ve been running for years now because of this. So now I’m faced with two options because I’m frankly tired of running, fend for myself, try not to fuck up and be in immediate danger. Or, join this thing, learn to control whatever I have, and be with people who will make that danger a little less immediate. Either way you look at it, my life is threatened. 

I said it before and I said it again, this-… Division? Is that what you call it? You can count me in. 

Exactly. I’m sure they’ll work with someone else. I actually have a friend who’s currently single, you’ll meet her soon enough. She’s a handful.

We’ve all been there.

Well, this might be the happiest a man has ever made me. We know it won’t be easy, but just having people backing you up on this is a huge morale boost to keep going. Congratulations, James, you’re officially our first recruit. Thanks to one of our technopath friends we will be able to communicate with you without risking getting caught, so we’ll inform you soon when you can begin training. 

For now just...try to enjoy the few days of freedom you’ve left.

Believe me, if I knew how to prevent it, I would have. I’m not a big fan of the 60s. I was, trapped in my own personal hell of Lima in the 60s. Imagine that. No, don’t imagine that. ever.

Oh come on, a classic? Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles and Pretty in Pink are classics. Butterfly Effect? It’s mediocre at best. But I did learn everything I needed to know about time travel that way. Sad isn’t? I…can’t remember. Rachel said that she’s going to set me up with a doctor from Division. I have bits and pieces actually. I remember meeting a guy, we were friends, he was…like us. But as much as I tried, I couldn’t save him. I don’t even remember what I was trying to save him from. Or who. Just that I needed to. In the end, it didn’t work. And maybe I wasn’t supposed to.

Between the racism and sexism, sounds like a horror movie already. Not even one of the good ones.

Well I’m glad that you aren’t going to tackle me to the ground- wait. Actually, I wouldn’t mind that too much. 

That’s pretty badass, not going to lie, like you said sounds like a good thing to have when you’re pissed off and want people to know just how pissed off you are. Do I have a file, when you say you’re going to have to write that down somewhere, do you mean you’re going to have to write it down in my file? 

Well shit, that- is it weird that all of that had brought me a little clarity. Because before I didn’t have an idea, I thought I was alone in this and I’ve moved so much because I accidentally fucked up and revealed myself in some way. But to know that all of this is happen, it make things a little clearer. 

Though, I’m not sure I like the whole I’m in danger thing and frankly it sounds like this is your way of recruiting me. If I’m wrong, let me know. But if I’m not, I’m in. I’m tried of running and I’d like to be able to control whatever this is that I can do- if it means taking down some bad guys in the process, well, it’ll make me feel like Tom Cruise and who wouldn’t want to feel that way. 

Alright, first thing you need to know about me, besides the fact that I possess undeniable sex appeal, is that I have zero interest in sausage. 

You do have a file. Just regular, basic information, not nearly as big as mine for example. Since you never became a recruit.

I know it’s-- a lot to take in. Hell, I wouldn’t even know what to do if someone came to me and drop this bomb. I guess it’s sorta helps that you felt something was wrong to begin with. 

Uh--no, I want to be very clear that I’m being honest about the danger part. We don’t wanna fool anyone into helping us without them knowing everything. This isn’t...some sort of cool game. It could threaten your life. We do want your help, and we are trying to get as many people as possible to get back control of division and stop this ‘witch hunt’ against us.

Background check, just going to put it out there that it sounds like you’re about to arrest me. And this time, I haven’t actually done anything. I wouldn’t know the first step to becoming one, so I think you’re safe.

So you stalked me, got background information on me without my permission and you’re not able to share anything with me, seems like a little one sided if you ask me. And useful? I don’t think I’ve ever asked myself if I’ve been useful before and yeah, you did just become shadier than before. But fine, I’ll play.

You- like an abnormal ability? Well you’ve just told me i’m in danger, I think if I said no to hearing the whole story I would be an idiot. So go ahead.

I have absolutely no moral ground to perform an arrest, trust me. I just happen to be on the good side this time.

Exactly like that. I can manipulate electricity, I can make it go ‘boom’. It’s a great power to have when people piss you off. Very well. Open minded, I’ll have to write that down--somewhere...Anyway, I’ll just start from the beginning. Like way back before either of us were born. 

Okay first thing: Some weirdos thought it would a good idea to experiment on people, in order to develop super abilities, unfortunately that means our parents were either too dumb or too poor and went along with it. They never saw the effects of that experiment, but we did. That’s why you are able to do illusions.

There’s a place... where all us misfits and freaks were able to be “safe” from those who were trying to hunt us down because of our nature. It was called division. Those who were recruited, were given the skills to control their powers.

I don’t really see how you’re risking your life by talking to me, I’m not some assassin you know? I’m just your average guy.

Who are you?

Though that will come up after your background check anyway, I trust that you’re not. Or else this will be a colossal waste of time.

I’m--not so sure if I should be sharing that information just yet. First I gotta see if you’re...useful. And I know I just made myself sound ten times shadier than I want to, but you’ll have to play along for now.

Well this is the creepiest message I’ve ever gotten, making me feel even more positive about the whole skipping town shit. I mean normally when people check me out, they do it not so subtly and normally it’s in a club and they approach me after a while. But what do you mean wrong about me? Pretty sure we’ve never met before. 

What I can do-.. I do a lot of things so that’s kind of a long list, you’re going to have to narrow it down a little.

Yeah well, I don’t really have the time to sugarcoat anything. Not that I’m much for sugarcoatting in any occasion though. You see, I’m risking my life by even contacting you, so excuse me for skipping a few pleasantries.