*if this isn't okay, I'll edit it. But I thought it would be interesting, if their was a traitor in the house. Someone with powers who is helping the enemy. He can be controlled by anyone.*
Sin-
one week ago
Sin ran. His breath fogged through the early spring air, frost was scattered across the ground. Damnit! Things weren't supposed to go like this. Just another job, just another big stack of cash. Only it wasn't it, Rio had been waiting at the rendevous just like always. But he hadn't been alone, that rat bastard had sold him out!
His anger flared inside of him, Sin clenched his hands in fists, throwing off small sparks. Behind him he heard a shout, his feet flew out from under him and he landed in a heap. Sin stifled a curse as he stumbled to his feet. He was soaked.
Snarling he whirled to face his pursueres and threw his hands out. Agony coursed through him, screaming he fell to his knees, his vision going dark. Just as he was blacking out he heard laughter. "Stupid kid. You don't even know not to use your powers when you're wet. Don't worry, we'll take good care of you."
present day
"You don't really expect me to believe that load of bull?" Sarcasm tinged Sin's voice.
The director sighed and folded her hands in front of her. "Believe what you will Sin. But Lyle house really does have your best interests at heart. All we want to do is help you." When she saw him only scowling she waved her hand dismissing him.
He jumped up and ran out the office heading towards the rec room. Sin kept his guard up, his father's words playing in his mind. "If they find you Sin. Run. Run like hell, and don't ever look back."
Lost in thought Sin turned a corner just as he heard someone speak. "I see her too."
