Or so he thought. After repeating the technique a few more times for practice, he found himself in the presence of another.

"What's with this? You trying to get my attention?"

Mark spun to find the owner of the unfamiliar voice sitting in a tree. A girl with short black hair. She seemed somewhat like a vagrant, she wore nothing but a short sleeved shirt, jeans, and shoes that bordered on being boots. However her initial reaction made Mark think that she might not be hostile.

She jumped down from the tree and approached Mark.

"Either this is some coincidence, or you knew that I could pick up other people's, powers, or whatever. I want to know how."

She kept coming closer, Mark wasn't sure of what to do. If she did want to fight, this wasn't the place. There were houses around.