New story already? Whoo!

It was inspired by a 2009 action film starring Chris Evans and Dakota Fanning, in case you're wondering. ;)

Disclaimer: (I saw someone else put this and I thought it was creative) Not my sandbox, just my sand castle. :D

Rated T for action violence.

PROLOGUE

Hello there. I'm someone that you might've seen on TV, a magazine, or even had the luck to meet in person. People talk about me all the time; they write blogs and create websites with all the trivial facts I've released over the years.

They're pretty accurate for the most part.

Except for one very crucial piece of information.

I'm a caliber, another word for 'mutated human being.'

There are hundreds of us that live on Earth, each with a physical or psychic ability that's unique from the rest. I'm what people have identified as a Predicter, meaning that I can see and predict the future, although it's not always a hundred percent exact.

For calibers, we have our own special government from the rest of the humans, called Agency. It's run worldwide by the most powerful officials known to our species. Governments from other countries and continents connect with ours in order to try and keep balance and peace between the two races.

But just a few years ago…well, maybe it was more than a few…Agency was attacked by one of its own ex-workers. Yep, the one-and-only management that could keep all the calibers under control was destroyed; split apart, by one man.

His name was Archelaus Patterstone, an Augmenter (he could absorb the powers of other calibers and use them for his own). No one knows how he did it, but after he scattered the Agency staff, he re-named it Rebellion, a similar organization that instead of creating harmony causes destruction.

Archelaus goes around the world, recruiting every caliber he thinks is of exceptional talent, and brainwashes them into becoming his soldiers, so that when the time is right, he'll be able to gain domination and wipe out the race of humans, letting us calibers take over instead, his original dream that got him fired in the first place.

Any caliber could be a target for his exploits. That included me and my two best friends, both of whom have their own special abilities. One of them is a Trigger, considered to be the rarest, with the psychic talent to read any human mind, find certain memories and hide them, the only way to get them back being to set off the chosen trigger.

I can see the future, like I've mentioned earlier.

And I knew that Archelaus and his group were going to come to draft us. However, I saw more things, things I'd rather not tell you now. You'll understand as our story goes on. But back to the point.

When Archelaus wants you to join his posse, he doesn't take no for an answer. 'Our' world has turned unruly. Agency seems to have disappeared completely and they were the only hope of keeping us safe and maintaining equilibrium with the rest of the world.

Now we've got a maniac in power and the only thing anyone can do is fend for themselves, hoping that they wouldn't be his next target, which was unfortunately not true for the majority of them.

Everything was over when I discovered he wanted my best friend and me.

We would be turned into his slaves, maybe even killed in the attempt to overthrow everyone else to rule the world.

But the future is always changing: by the smallest of decisions or simplest of acts. I saw it all, trying to set it up so that the plan in the end would work out perfectly, and we could all be saved.

If only I could live that long to see it happen.

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Jade's POV

It was a horribly sunny day here in Los Angeles, California. Cat invited Beck and I to spend a week of our summer vacation at her uncle's beach house, and of course we agreed. You can't say no to Cat, after all. She may be a perfectly healthy seventeen-year-old, but if needed, she could throw a fit like a two-year-old.

She sat outside on the sand, looking up at the golden sky. As predicted earlier, there was a slight breeze running through the air, and her hair blew to one side, the waves crashing loudly against the sandbank.

Cat was a Predicter, and a darn good one too. Every one of her predictions so far had come true, it was almost scary.

And my boyfriend, Beck, was a Trigger, an extremely uncommon gift for a caliber. That's what made him even more special to me. Back in freshmen year, I always knew he was different, not to mention very handsome. But I thought that he had something going on with Cat, since they were always together and talking.

During the school year, when one of them would be absent, the other would be too, and after a while people figured out that it wasn't just a coincidence; we wondered what was going on between them.

But it turned out they were just really, really good friends, ever since they had discovered their powers one day in the second grade. They stayed together in fear of people wanting to hurt them because they 'weren't normal,' especially since that was around the time Archelaus Patterstone began to corrupt everything.

I had no problem with that, but then again, I was a caliber too.

The very first time Beck had the nerve to come and talk to me in the beginning of high school, he told me that I was a Regenator. I called him crazy and didn't speak to him for a week, but deep down I knew that there was some strange truth in his words, even if I didn't quite understand what it meant.

When I was little kid, I'd get hurt a lot (from pushing other kids off of slides and engaging in fights I was not meant to win), but I'd noticed that my cuts and scrapes would heal very, very quickly. Usually, it took minutes, but as I got older, it sped up to seconds. I thought I just had a high metabolism or whatever, but now I know that it's just because that's what my specific skill is.

"Hey, Jadey! Come here and look at the waves!" Cat called me. She stood up, wading into the foamy water.

I rolled my eyes and leaned back on the blanket, letting the sand sift through my fingers. Beck lay next to me, his arms shading his face.

"No," I responded.

"Please!" Cat begged, staring at me from about thirty feet away.

Just then, I felt a pair of hands around my waist lift me off the ground and start carrying me towards the water.

"Hey! Beck!" I whined as my boyfriend held me and walked over to the edge of the ocean. He kept moving, until the tides were level with his hips, but he held me high above it. "Hold on! I'm not even wearing my—"

SPLASH!

The whole world turned into bubbling, salty water. I tried to open my eyes, but it burned too much, so I kicked upwards, taking a huge breath when my head broke the surface.

"I'm going to kill you, Beck!" I shouted, just as a wave crashed down over my head. I went under again and emerged, spluttering and wiping my mouth. "Dangit!" I dog-paddled towards the shore, my clothes sopping wet and my feet dragging on the sand.

Beck and Cat both stood clear of the breakers, doubled over in laughter, grabbing their stomachs. I clomped over to them, shaking my wet hair like a dog would.

"Eek! Jadey!" Cat squealed, running away. Beck grabbed me, holding me close against his warm chest. I don't think he seemed to mind the chill of the ocean water, or the fact that I was drenched entirely with it and pressed up along his body.

I felt his lips against my damp hair.

"I love you," he murmured, giving me a small kiss. I tilted my head up and pecked his chin since I couldn't reach any higher. He smiled.

"Can you bring that blanket over here? I'm getting kind of cold," he said as we walked away from the pounding waves, even though the sun was still out.

"Lazy bum," I mumbled as we sat down, me reaching over and taking the edge of the towel and dragging it towards us.

"You're so funny," Beck said as we lay down on top of the soft cloth.

I nuzzled my head against his throat. He chuckled and started running his fingers through my damp hair.

"I don't know where I'd be without you," he continued. "You are my entire life, you know that?"

"I do," I replied, grinning happily.

"Cat! Can you bring the camera over here?" he called for our friend.

Cat scrambled over, the sun setting lower and lower, an old Polaroid camera in her hands. What happened to the new age of technology? Why was she stuck with that ancient, museum-worthy artifact?

She ducked down next to us, holding it in front of her face and clicking the button, capturing us all in the shot. The photo came out of the bottom slot, and before we could see, she stuffed it into her pocket quickly, standing up.

"One more?" she asked, cocking her head. "Just the two of you?"

"Yep," Beck said, putting his arms around me and pulling me closer to him. "I want to remember this moment forever." His voice sounded very sad, and I even saw Cat's face dampen a little, but she took the picture and after my eyes adjusted from the blinding bright light, her expression was clear again.

The photo emerged and she handed it to Beck. It took a few seconds to focus, but I saw us together, holding each other, smiling broadly. It was really cute.

"Thanks, Cat," Beck said, tucking the picture into one of his dry shirt's pockets. "Let's go back to the house, okay Jade?"

Reluctantly I got up and followed my friends in the evening glow.

The house was surprisingly warm, and Beck wanted me to follow him to 'our' bedroom. Cat had a room all to herself, but I don't think she actually minded, since she needed peace and quiet when her visions occurred, not that they were really necessary for the trip.

Beck lay down on the bed and I plopped next to him, our faces inches from each other. Even though I smelled like seawater, he didn't seem to mind.

"Jade, if you could tell me one last thing, what would it be?" he asked, rubbing a strand of my hair in between his fingers. We had talks like this all the time, but somehow, it seemed more serious than usual.

"Well, I'd tell you that you are the most amazing boyfriend in the world, and I love you like no one else," I answered, my voice sounding very small. "You complete me, like I was a jigsaw puzzle with a missing piece for all of those years I didn't have you."

He actually took a deep sniff, and his eyes were sparkling in the dim light. Wait…was my Beck crying? He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine gently.

"And I love you so much too."

I smiled back, falling asleep with his arms tight around me.

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"Jade! Jade, wake up!"

Beck shook me violently, and at first I thought I was still dreaming. I mean after all, just a few hours ago we were admitting our love for each other like a married couple, and now he was shouting at me like a drill sergeant.

I finally opened my eyes and found him towering over me in the darkness.

"Jade, get your shoes on, okay? We need to go."

"What?" I blinked sleepily, sitting up as Beck shoved a pair of hiking boots and socks into my hands. "Why, babe? What's going on?" I asked, quickly slipping them on.

"We need to go," he repeated, his tone frantic and nervous.

"Why?"

"Archelaus and Rebellion are here," he replied grimly, pulling me off the bed and dragging me towards the nearest window. "I need you to get out of here, okay? Just jump. There are bushes on the other side."

I was frozen. Rebellion was here? That couldn't be good. I didn't know a lot about them, mostly because Beck and Cat refused to tell me anything, but I did know that they liked to find calibers and were going to use us to take over the entire human race.

At that moment, we heard the crackle of gunfire, people shouting. There was a thud and a zap, and someone let out a high-pitched scream.

"Go, Jade. I need to find Cat."

"No, let me go with you," I begged as he yanked the window open. I didn't want him to risk his life for me, or Cat. Plus, if I got hurt I could heal immediately; they couldn't.

But before I could say any more, he had picked me up and tossed me out. I landed heavily on a thick bush, the twigs stabbing into my skin. "Ow!" I complained, rubbing the cuts as they healed over quickly.

There were more terrifying noises coming from the little beach house. We were basically in the middle of nowhere; I didn't think there was a single soul within hearing distance to listen to our screams. And I didn't have my phone.

Did Cat invite us here only so Rebellion could come and attack us, if what Beck was saying was true and they were here? I sat there on the gravelly sand, my heart racing for the safety of my boyfriend and best friend.

And out of nowhere, Beck came flying out of the window. He had blood on his face from what I could make out, and his breathing was labored. He fell several feet away from me, and started crawling towards me.

"Beck!" I went over to him.

"Jade," he whispered, grabbing my hands. His were shaking like crazy, and his voice was cracking. "Jade, Rebellion is here. I think they already have Cat, and they're coming for me. They're coming for me because I'm a Trigger." Beck was almost crying now. He put his hands on either side of my head, holding it in place, and keeping me from turning around and looking back at the house. "I don't want them to hurt you too."

"Beck," I said, getting a strange feeling in my gut.

"Look at me," he interrupted harshly.

But I couldn't, mostly because it was too dark to see anything. All of a sudden, there was a bang and the beach house burst into flames. I saw the fire in the reflection of Beck's brown eyes, and mine locked onto his like he'd asked.

"I love you very much, Jade. I'm so sorry," he whispered.

And then he did it.

His pupils turned red and widened sideways, holding on to mine and I couldn't look away. He was doing the one thing he promised he would never do to me.

He was setting a trigger.

"Beck," I choked, grabbing his hands and trying to pull away, not caring anymore that Cat could be dead and Rebellion would be coming after him and possibly me next.

"I'm sorry," he sobbed, his eyes growing until they were blood-red and getting brighter. I went blind, and it felt like I was floating in darkness. A pain flared in my temples, and I fought the urge to reach up and touch it.

I saw images of Beck and Cat shimmering in the blackness, and sounds filled my ears of all of us being together and having fun times. I spotted more and more pictures, some of us hugging, goofing off, and even the recent one of us on the beach.

The snapshots collected in one big circle, each overlapping another in a sort of collage. The pain was getting worse; it was practically strangling me. And then all of a sudden, the pictures started swirling around like they were being flushed down a toilet. They kept moving, making me dizzier and dizzier. My head throbbed, and I felt like I was going to throw up.

Then the memories started disappearing completely, one by one. I reached out into the dark and tried to grab them, to keep them from slipping out of my mind forever. But just as the last one had eluded my reach, a thick veil fell between us, cutting me off from them.

My heart started burning too, like someone was cutting chunks of it out with a razor-edged knife. I screamed, but something covered my mouth. The pain was unbearable; tears streamed down my face and I hiccupped angrily.

Slowly, I forgot about every single memory I've ever had of Beck and Cat, and as time passed, the knife in my chest cut out every feeling I've had for them as well. I didn't know who they were anymore, let alone give a single care.

When the process was over, my vision came back and I found myself staring at a boy whose face was shadowed in the nightfall.

"Jade?" he asked in an unrecognizable voice. How did he know my name? Who is this guy? "Jade are you okay?"

I couldn't speak. My head was swimming too much and there was an ache in my chest that hurt every time I took a breath, but I didn't know why. I was perfectly healthy, after all, and I should be healing (or already healed) within minutes, if there was any damage.

"Jade," the boy continued, "one day you're going to meet a girl. And when you do, she's going to give you a necklace. A necklace, Jade. When you receive it, you'll understand and remember. I'm so sorry I had to do this."

Remember what? Why is he so sorry? I thought. Where am I anyway?

The only things I remembered was staying at a beach house and jumping out the window when Archelaus's Rebellion broke in. And now I was sitting here with some random boy I didn't even know.

"I love you," he said.

I don't even know you.

But then, he struck my temple, and I blacked out, never to see him again.

If you're kind of confused about what's going on or whatever, it starts to make more sense later on, I promise. This is not so much of a mystery story, but it's going to have lots of (my favorite) ACTION. It's kind of a mix with X-Men but I put my own twist on it.

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