As I sat in my room staring at the clock I found myself anxious. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Nina. Im 15, but tomorrow I turn 16. That means I'll get my superpower. No one actually knows how it works though. Whenever I ask my older sister, Jessie, she just smiles and says she forgets how it happened. Her power is the ability to control waters movements. If she really wanted she could kill someone with her power.

Sorry. I got off track. Anyways, in just a few hours I'll be getting my own power. It's terrifying! I allowed a groan to escape my lips as a laid back. I was at the point where I wasn't even sure I wanted a power. The stress was beginning to be more than I could bare.
As I was lost in my mind and my thoughts the alarm clock on my bedside table desplayed the flashing number 12:00. It was midnight. I was officially sixteen.

All of a sudden I felt all tingly. The kind of tingly you feel when a part of your body falls asleep. Sort of like pins and needles. When the tingling feeling fades, I look around the room and sigh. the room I notice about 5 others in the room. They have a mixture of emotions covering their faces from excitement to pure fear. The second thing I notice is the table that resides in the middle of the room. It had a variety of food on it from apples to the richest of meats. As I gazed at the table I thought I could see everything, including the table, shine kinda like a rainbow going in an eternal spiral. Turning my attention to the room itself, I noticed it was about ten feet by ten feet. The space available for standing was just barely enough for standing to be comfortable.

While I was lost in my own mind the others had gathered into small groups and were talking amongst themselves trying to figure out what was going on. I stood alone and made no effort to join any of the groups that had been made. I had always had a hard time fitting in anyways.

Oh, that's right. I haven't told you what I look like yet. im 5 foot 4 inches, but I am not short. I have silver hair and golden eyes. I usually wear dresses and such things. That aside I look rather average. That's all for description so back to the story.

I leaned against a wall and watched as everyone talked, After everyone realized it was everyones sweet sixteen a collective "happy birthday" spread across the room. Even I muttered along.   I say that as though I'm mean or something but really I'm just anti-social. 

After what felt like forever a voice sounded throughout the room as if over an intercom. "Today you will be getting your superpowers. As I'm sure you realized it is all of your birthdays. You will all be picking your own powers in a sense. But before we get into that, I'd like for each of you to take something from the table to eat. Anything you want. One at a time though. We'll do things alphabetically. Our first name is Annabell."

A blonde haired girl walked over to the table. She was abnormally thin yet at the same time beautiful. I assumed she was anorexic or something due to her apparent weight. She blinked as she looked at the table and then just picked an apple and ate it. She ate like she was starving.

"Alright next up we have Bobby. Yikes what a name," the voice insulted the poor guys name.

A boy with red hair and a freckled face walked to the table. His face was red as a tomato from embarrassment. He stared at the table putting too much thought into the choice he was making in my opinion. After about ten minutes he picked out a piece of salmon and ate it, then he returned to the group he had associated himself with.

"Jesus he couldn't have taken any longer could he?" the voice complained as if it was the most annoying hindrence in the world. "Moving right along next up isssssssss Lily. So original," the voice commented sarcastically. It was being rather harsh as it spoke which was making me think he was trying to shake people up which led me to believe there was something more to this selection than we were being told.

Lily walked to the table. She stood at five foot nothing. I bet she gets called short a lot. She had beautiful black hair that went to her shoulders and an icy blue eye color.  She took a piece of steak  ate it and returned to her group. Now that I payed more attention to the room, I was the only one standing on my own. I shook my head because those details didn't really matter.

The voice sounded so happy it was sickening when it came back over the speakers. "Great! Now we're getting somewhere fast! Next up we havee Maddison!"

When the name was called a brunette girl jumped startled. She then shuffled to the table and picked up a piece of cheese and ate it. I'm almost certain she didn't even look at what she was grabbing.

"Fabulous!!" the voice exclaimed in delight. "Next we have Matthew. We're almost done here, finally. Then we can move onto the maaain event," the voice exclaimed excitedly.

Matthew walked to the table and picked up a radish and eats it in one bite then smiled widely. "My favorite," he said in a silky smooth voice that made the other girls swoon. How simplistic of them.

"And our last one is," the voice paused probably for dramatic effect, but I just found it annoying. "NINA!" the voice yelled.

I glared up at the ceiling and then smirked an idea coming to mind. "Hey voice thingy does my item have to be from the table?"

The voice seemed to ponder this then sighed "technically it doesn't have to be something from on the table so long as it's around the table."

I smiled and gripped onto the edge of the table in my hand. "So there's nothing stopping me from eating the table?"

"Well, no. Technically there's no rule against it," the voice said sounding rather disturbed by the conversation being held.

With a smirk on my face, I break of a piece of the table and eat it. When I swallowed it I found it much harder to get down than I expected. I felt my airway clog up and I started to choke. I heard as the voice said "If anyone tries to save her I'll kill you here and now. She made her choice."

After about two minutes of struggling with the wood in my throat, the world around me started to go dark. Before much more time passed, I had fallen unconscious. When I woke up I wondered how I had survived. I smiled and sat up and looked around. A man of about 6 foot 8 stood in front of me staring down at me with a glare.

I tried to stand up only to find my hands cuffed together. "What's going on?" I demanded

"You got smart with us and we don't approve of things like that. So you're going to pay for making us look pathetic. Maybe with your life," the man said gripping me by my hair glaring at me. "I think that sounds like a fair price to pay. After all our reputation means far more than any one human life after all," he then threw me down and pulled on a pair of black latex gloves.  He then picked up a knife and held it to my neck, the cold of the steel pressing against my skin just hard enough that i felt a sharp prick on my neck. I could feel blood sliding down my neck as he stared at me with a twisted grin and murderous intent. Before I could process anything else I passed out.

Quick fun little author's note. This is probably going to be the last part written in first person the rest will be in 3rd person.