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rinkhcTitle: Fire
Fandom: Original Fiction - Lizards ‘verse
Series: Kat’s Therapy Journal - 17th Salmas, 5436
Prompt: Fire
Medium: FIC
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 627
Summary: PsyCorps Recovered Files: File Expunged.
Content Notes: No standard notes apply
17th Salmas, 5436
Subject: Classified Secret Skills
You asked what the most frightening thing in my training was, if any of my abilities scared me. Only one, really. The one I’m not supposed to talk about. So super-sensitive and classified that people don’t even know it’s a real psionic ability.
Imagine if people knew everything that we were capable of? They would be terrified of us, afraid we’d take over. Maybe that’s why the Blackwatch came into being, to control use. The managed to keep most of our abilities a secret for a good many years before word got out and they had to go public. After that, they just tried to keep people from knowing how many of us there were ad what we could do as individuals.
Very few people knew what any one of us could do, we were classified assets.I was valuable to the government because I was “a psionic” not because of my skillset. Only Command knew what that skillset actually was, and my teammates of course.
But only a handful of people know about the high level skills. I was sworn to secrecy and threatened with harsh punishments if I ever told anyone or demonstrated or used the high level stuff without explicit prior permission.
You have no idea what I’m talking about. There’s no way that you could. That stuff was all classified classified information, I doubt most of it was written down. I’ve seen my records and it was expunged, if it was ever in there.
I am, in effect, a walking weapon. They made me into one, shaped me, trained me, brainwashed me to work for them. We all were, all the PsyOps.
The thing that made me scary? Pyrokinesis. Fire. I can call it, or I could, before my psionics went offline completely. These days I can’t do anything. But I used to be able to call fire, ignite the air, create fireballs. Wield an element. I can call water too, but that didn’t frighten them as much as the fire thing.
I was thirteen when it first started happening. I could superheat the air around me, usually when I got really upset. My teammates didn’t realize I was throwing heat, they thought it was just telekinesis, which it is, really. It is just moving the air molecules really, really fast, until they spark or ignite. I don’t care about the science. All I know is that I can do it.
I set a wall on fire in the training center, I got angry and lost control and the whole wall burst into flame. I got yanked out of the barracks and classes and had to spend several cycles under observation, and then in training to use it. Because it was always about learning to use it, making it a tool, a part of the overall weapon.
So, yeah. Fire. I know of two others that can do it. We’ll need to be on the watch as another generation of psionics is born. It is a skill that needs to be caught and honed early. We can’t have children setting fire to each other.
It was always the skill that frightened me the most, but it was also the one that I liked the best. There is just something about calling a ball of flame into being, of looking over a swirling mass of fire hovering over your palm before hurling it at an enemy. The majority of my abilities were ‘typical’ - shared with my teammates. But the fire thing, that made me unique, I was the only one on the team that could do it, successfully. There were others that could call fire, but I was the only one that could control it, mold it, make it do what I wanted.
Fandom: Original Fiction - Lizards ‘verse
Series: Kat’s Therapy Journal - 17th Salmas, 5436
Prompt: Fire
Medium: FIC
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 627
Summary: PsyCorps Recovered Files: File Expunged.
Content Notes: No standard notes apply
17th Salmas, 5436
Subject: Classified Secret Skills
You asked what the most frightening thing in my training was, if any of my abilities scared me. Only one, really. The one I’m not supposed to talk about. So super-sensitive and classified that people don’t even know it’s a real psionic ability.
Imagine if people knew everything that we were capable of? They would be terrified of us, afraid we’d take over. Maybe that’s why the Blackwatch came into being, to control use. The managed to keep most of our abilities a secret for a good many years before word got out and they had to go public. After that, they just tried to keep people from knowing how many of us there were ad what we could do as individuals.
Very few people knew what any one of us could do, we were classified assets.I was valuable to the government because I was “a psionic” not because of my skillset. Only Command knew what that skillset actually was, and my teammates of course.
But only a handful of people know about the high level skills. I was sworn to secrecy and threatened with harsh punishments if I ever told anyone or demonstrated or used the high level stuff without explicit prior permission.
You have no idea what I’m talking about. There’s no way that you could. That stuff was all classified classified information, I doubt most of it was written down. I’ve seen my records and it was expunged, if it was ever in there.
I am, in effect, a walking weapon. They made me into one, shaped me, trained me, brainwashed me to work for them. We all were, all the PsyOps.
The thing that made me scary? Pyrokinesis. Fire. I can call it, or I could, before my psionics went offline completely. These days I can’t do anything. But I used to be able to call fire, ignite the air, create fireballs. Wield an element. I can call water too, but that didn’t frighten them as much as the fire thing.
I was thirteen when it first started happening. I could superheat the air around me, usually when I got really upset. My teammates didn’t realize I was throwing heat, they thought it was just telekinesis, which it is, really. It is just moving the air molecules really, really fast, until they spark or ignite. I don’t care about the science. All I know is that I can do it.
I set a wall on fire in the training center, I got angry and lost control and the whole wall burst into flame. I got yanked out of the barracks and classes and had to spend several cycles under observation, and then in training to use it. Because it was always about learning to use it, making it a tool, a part of the overall weapon.
So, yeah. Fire. I know of two others that can do it. We’ll need to be on the watch as another generation of psionics is born. It is a skill that needs to be caught and honed early. We can’t have children setting fire to each other.
It was always the skill that frightened me the most, but it was also the one that I liked the best. There is just something about calling a ball of flame into being, of looking over a swirling mass of fire hovering over your palm before hurling it at an enemy. The majority of my abilities were ‘typical’ - shared with my teammates. But the fire thing, that made me unique, I was the only one on the team that could do it, successfully. There were others that could call fire, but I was the only one that could control it, mold it, make it do what I wanted.