Zane stared at the screen in front of him.
He was a horrible, horrible person.
First, he had been kidnapped. Second, he had been replaced by an exact replica of himself. Third, he had to command the replica.
How? Contacts.
The replica- Blake was his name- wore contacts that allowed everyone to see what he saw, along with a microscopic ear piece that allowed Zane to speak with him.
Zane had no idea who else had been kidnapped, who else had been replaced. All he knew was that if he made the clone make one wrong move, off came his gloves.
And he couldn't let that happen.
The scene is the closet had jarred him all the way through, seeing Felix so uncomfortable. But now, as he saw her face so close on the screen, he had to let it happen.
"Kiss her." he whispered into the microphone. "Just kiss her."
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Actiona bunch of teenagers with superpowers are on the run from scientists, their powers are ruining their lives and everything is falling apart, but that's normal, right?
