[ 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 .

I awoke to the sound of my dog scratching at the door. Groaning and stretching, I got out of my bed and let my dog out into the harsh winter. I checked the calendar; Only a few hours until my solitude was broken. How long had it been? Almost 6 years? 
 
 Perhaps I should explain, in my world, people are born with their souls tied to a star. The color of the star determines their eye color. Red-Brown being the most common, yet mundane powers: Basic telekinesis, Surface mind reading, and Blue being the rarest, but most powerful: Shape-shifting, Super-fast regeneration, Flight and other such things. Only, there was one rule: Our powers would remain unusable until we hit the age of 18, one week from now. 
 
 I was born with Blue eyes to a very proud White Eyed mother and Yellow Eyed Father. Growing up, my life was wonderful. I had plenty of friends, went to some of the best schools, and was well loved and accepted, that is until I turned 12. On my 12th birthday, my eyes flashed, and then faded to black. Usually, when a blue's eyes fade to black, it means they're dead. But I was still alive. So I was banished to the far north until the age of 18, when my powers would become apparent, today. 
 
 The helicopter came as it usually would, but instead of bearing supplies, it carried some of the most important leaders of the world, and more importantly, it carried my family. I waited impatiently at the edge of the platform, giddy with excitement. Screw the powers, this was the first human contact I'd had since I was a pre-teen. I did n't even give my mom a good chance to get out of the cabin before I was attacking Her with a bear hug. 
 
 `` My god, you've grown so much! I've missed you so much'' my mother said with tears in her eyes. `` I've missed so much! I pray that you can come home after today.'' 
 
 This is surreal. Wait, am I supposed to say something? `` Uhh, hey Mom! I hope I can come home too'' I muttered, still shocked `` Hey, um, Where's Dad? 
 
 `` I'm afraid he burnt out a few years ago, son. I'm sorry we have to break the news like this'' I heard a voice behind my mother say. Moving so I could see the owner of the voice, I saw a well-dressed man, white-blue eyes. `` Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Joshua Cephei, I'm the current president of the Greater Associated Countries. I've heard so much about you.'' He said. To be perfectly honest, he was creeping me out a bit. 
 
 “ Um, well, would you like some coffee? I ’ ve got some brewing in the cabin ” I managed to spit out. God, when did social situations become so hard? I ’ d practiced this moment for years. Damn 
 
 “ That would be great. Shall we? ” Cephei said. Seriously, what was so creepy about this guy? 
 We made our way to the cabin ’ s main area. I had a pretty sweet gig, to be honest. Hot water, running electricity, plenty of things to do. Still would have appreciated a few friends through the years, but what can you do? 
 
 “ So, Mrs. Sol, when was the time of birth again? ” Cephei asked my Mom. 
 
 “ Oh, Cygnus was born at Noon, on the second. He always was punctual! ” She laughed. Cephei gave her a thin smile as he checked his watch 
 
 “ Well, we were a bit late. Its 11:55 right now. I had hoped to ask you some questions before the moment, but I think that it ’ d be more prudent to just wait until after the transformation, if that ’ s okay with you? ” Cephei said 
 
 “ S-sure ” I stuttered, “ That ’ s just fine. ” 
 
 And then there was silence. As we sat and listened to the clock tick, I felt the tension of the room rise with every second that passed. 
 
 “ Cygnus, do you have any cream? ” My mom said in a desperate attempt to breach the silence 
 
 “ Uh, yeah, In the fridge in the back. Help yourself to anything ” I muttered. 
 
 11:57. Three minutes to show time. Oh god, what If I die? What if I don ’ t have any powers? What kind of life can I live with no powers? Not even the most basic mail rooms will acc- 
 
 11:58. God, can ’ t the clock tick faster? Why is this so painful? Can ’ t I just get it over with? I just want to rip the theoretical Band-Aid off, and get this over with. Why- 
 
 11:59. One minute till show time. I close my eyes and try to shut out the world. I feel a hand on my shoulder. Not gentle like my mothers, but heavy and rugged. My eyes shoot open and- 
 
 12:00. I feel numb. What ’ s happening? It ’ s as if I ’ m some sort of vacuum sucking the world in through my eyes. I can see through the walls of the cabin. I can see the 20 or so SWAT officers ready to storm in if I go big. I can see my mother searching through the fridge for cream. I can see the gun in her purse. 
 
 “ How do you feel, big guy? ” I hear Cephei ask. “ Cygnus? How do you feel? ” He asks again. I see through his words. I see his intent. He wants to turn me into a weapon. He envisions me destroying cities. 
 
 No. 
 
 As if by instinct, I stand and drag him to his feet by his head. 
 
 “ Cygnus! Let me go! NOW ” He shouts in surprise. 
 
 I will not become a weapon. I will not become a pawn. I will be free. 
 
 “ No. ” I bellow. “ You would use me to kill others. Your judgement is come. You are unworthy. ” 
 I don ’ t have control. I can ’ t stop myself. I stare into his eyes. I see the color surface, and then breach, slowly floating towards my eyes, and being absorbed. His eyes are left as a light grey. 
 
 “ Wha-What did you do to me? ” He grunted. Pitiful 
 
 “ I ’ ve seen your soul, and deemed you unworthy. I ’ ve taken your power ” I sighed. 
 
 So this was my future. Judge of mankind. I don ’ t want to be god, but there ’ s no other choice. I look up, and teleport into orbit. There ’ s work to be done. 
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 First time, Ended up WAY bigger than I anticipated, sorry about the abrupt ending. Constructive criticism welcome. EDIT: Formatting
