Guardian Angels

I turned, looking at the other girls. The girl with bright green eyes looked at me, and I shrugged, having a feeling we both were wondering why we were here. Not like we know each other. She shrugged, and looked away. Mr. Chuck, or Mr. Chuckles as most girls call him, walked in, sitting in his chair. I so want a frappe' right now. I thought to myself, but decided against it. Don't use your power right now, Christi. I told myself. Not in front of the other people. I sighed.
"I know your wondering why your here, girls." The girl light brown hair and long bangs scoffed. He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. She just stared back. "And why these men are here."
"Yeah, why don't we start with that?" The girl with same girl said. I looked at him, waiting for an answer.
"We have received word that you five girls, were all born with, in-humane capabilities." I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
"In-human? Your saying we're like, aliens or something?" He shook his head.
"No, I just mean, you all have powers. Powers most people don't have." I looked at them, who were also looking at each other.
"So?" She asked.
"We need your help." The curly haired boy, Harry I think, said. We all looked at him. He walked over to the desk. "If we don't get protection, we'll be killed." One of the girls with blonde hair made a strange sound in her voice. I turned to her. Her face was white.
"Wait, are you referring to us?" I asked. He nodded.
"I think you've got plenty of protection. I mean, that man over there seems like he can do a lot of damage." The bangs girl said. He stepped towards her, face filled with anger. But, he stopped. And just shook his head. I just turned towards him.
"She's right. Well, minus the, uh, inappropriate joke-" She scoffed, "why do you need us so badly?" The blonde one, Niall I'm guessing, walked over to him.
"Well, they're great, and all. But, we've received threats that they can't stop. It'd kill them, and us if we tried."
"So, you want to send us to the front lines to be killed?" The girl with green eyes asked. "Take five girls you don't know, and kill them. Whoops, their dead. So long!" She said.
"We promise. You will not be harmed. And it seems as though Christi hear can heal you with a matter of clapping her hands." Mr. Chuck said. I turned to him.
"One, its snapping. And, two, it takes a while to heal. I have to reconstruct the skin, and parts damaged, and that could take days! And, even when it does heal, it always comes back wrong." I said.
"Wait, you can heal?" The blonde girl said. I looked at her.
"No. I can rearrange atoms." She still looked confused. So, I remembered the frappe' I was dying for today, and snapped my fingers. A frappe' appeared. They stared in wonder. "I could destroy you right now. Of course, I could bring you back, but you wouldn't be you. The actual you would be dead." They leaned back. "Don't worry. I won't kill you."
"No, you won't. Your under strict orders to not turn anything living into dust." Mr. Chuck ordered. I nodded.
"See? Your safe." They nodded.
"Can you get me one?" I nodded.
"What's your name first." I said.
"That's a good idea. About all of you introduce yourselves." Mr. Chuck said. "In the mean while, I've got some business to attend to."

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