[ WP ] A person 's eye colour correlates to what superpower they have , activated at age 18 . You are the first person to be born with totally black eyes .

So here I am. Aged seventeen and on the brink of turning the crazy age of eighteen. Everyone is super excited about it,'cept me of course. I'm mostly scared as to what's going to happen next. 
 
 No one has ever had eyes like mine. Beautiful blues, vibrant reds, earthy browns... But mine are black. And I'm not talking dark-brown-looks-like-black. No. You look at my eyes and they seem devoid of colour. You ca n't see your reflection in my eyes like you can in others. It freaks most people out when they first see it. 
 
 When I turn eighteen I do n't know what to expect. Will some sort of amazing power well up inside me and go out of control? Or will I get nothing out of this? 
 
 No one knows. 
 
 I've got five minutes to prepare myself for whatever comes next and I'm nervous as all hell. I keep checking the clock, along with my family. They're all offering calming words, phrases of encouragement. It does n't help all that much to calm me down what with the mass media presence right outside the window. It'll be a juicy story, I'm sure. 
 
 My parents, both blue-eyes, had erected a strong telekinetic barrier with their powers to help keep them out. I knew as soon as the clock struck 12:52 PM that barrier would break. Need to get that story, you know? 
 
 Thirty seconds now. I take a deep breath and let it out in a long, controlled sigh. 
 
 Ten seconds. My palms and forehead are starting to get clammy. I hope nothing goes awry. 
 
 Time's up. 
 
 I feel no different. Nothing clicked. Nothing welled up inside me, nothing burst out. It was kind of underwhelming. 
 
 I held my hands out in front of myself, palms up. Nothing was happening. I willed anything to happen. 
 
 The media burst through the door; the barrier was down. I was bombarded with questions that I could n't answer. Microphones shoved in my face. Through all the confusion of that moment I could hear my parents behind me trying to force the people out of our home. `` It's not working,'' my Dad said. 
 
 Their normally strong barrier was n't materializing. So I tried. What's the harm, right? 
 
 A crack like a lightning strike rang out, blowing all of the reporters to the floor. A barrier materialized in front of me with such magnitude that it cut the air, producing a sonic boom. Some of the reporters, enraged that they had been unceremoniously blown off their feet aimed their abilities at me. 
 
 Some fire balls, some telekinetic pushes. Someone even used a lightning ability. I watched as their retaliation fizzled out inches from me. That's when I felt the surge. Again I held my hand out, envisioning that barrier as before. Except this time it was n't a barrier. It was a massive projectile of fire and lightning encased in a telekinetic bubble. 
 
 So that was it. Any powers used around me were negated and absorbed. I ceased my projectile and uttered one word. `` Leave.'' My eyes flashed through all the established colours before settling back to black. Everyone ran. A smile flashed across my face. 
 
 *This could prove to be really interesting. *
