Novel & Cerita Misfits Powers Nathan

"Tell me about Nathan Price. Not the scientist. The man." Gregor sits heavily. "Nathan was always brilliant but fragile. His entire identity is wrapped up in being the smartest person in any room. When Elena's markers didn't activate, he took it as a personal failure. When Iris died protecting Micah instead of trusting Nathan's plan, it broke something in him." "And now?" "Now Neah is doing things his models never predicted. The golden light. The healing. The energy disruption. She's evolved beyond his design. That makes her a threat to everything he believes about himself."

I swallowed hard, nodding as if I understood. Nathan caught my hesitation and laughed softly, placing a hand on my shoulder. "You’re overthinking this, Mel. I always land on my feet." As we walked out of the building, I found myself reflecting on everything that had just unfolded. Watching Nathan maneuver through the meeting, effortlessly commanding respect and holding his ground, I finally understood why he was the key to this entire empire. It wasn’t just about power or wealth, it was about his mind, the sharpness of his thinking, and the cunning strategy that had kept him on top for so long.

Everyone expected Citra to refuse again, and she almost did—until Nathan intervened. Nathan, at only five, had already begun mastering his empathic gifts under Bella's guidance. That day, however, he'd been overwhelmed by Citra’s fears. When he arrived for his lesson, he rushed straight to her, offering words of encouragement with a maturity far beyond his years. “Ms. Citra! Don’t be sad. Your mama was mean, but you're amazing! We all love you, especially me,” Nathan declared, hugging her tightly. Citra broke down, finally releasing the pain she’d hidden. Nathan looked into her eyes, his innocent expression filled with earnest determination. “You should definitely be our High Priestess. I'll

Nathan said sternly, "I've warned you countless times, don't disturb my life anymore. Don't you mind at all?" Nathan is quite annoyed by Vivian's visit. For the past week, Vivian has been looking for Nathan to invite him to lunch, to talk. Each time, Nathan vehemently rejected. But still, somehow, Vivian refused to give up. In contrast, the thick face appeared frequently in front of Nathan. It was thought that Vivian, after receiving a warning from Nathan, was forbidden by her parents to harass Nathan would repent and repent. But surprisingly, she has all kinds of disabilities. Always looking for every opportunity to sabotage the relationship between Amada and Nathan. I don't know what Vivia

I'm fine now," I kept hitting. I spent the rest of the day working out. Nathan is a very serious boy, but even so I managed to see his smile with the stupid things that his friends say. He has brown hair and it looks silky, from someone who takes care of him like a baby. - Stop - I stopped -, we finished for today. - Yes, thanks - I took a seat and he passed me a bottle of water. I stayed with them talking, even though they are criminals, belonging to a group of crazy gang members, they are very nice. I got to know them a little better and although I don't stop mistrusting them I try to be nice to them. ••• Today was my second day of training. Nathan told me that we will train legs and core,

"If someone hadn't tampered with those paints, how could the fire have spread so quickly? You gave those cans to Gail, didn't you? You never expected she'd discard them." Valerie screamed, struggling against his grip. Tears streamed down her face. "She is my sister. I would never harm her. You'd rather believe your own delusions than face the truth? From the moment you arrived, Gail kept her distance from you. Why waste your devotion on someone who doesn't want it?" Nathan's mind roared with memories. In his past life, he had tormented me, turning me into a laughingstock across the city. He had toyed with my heart, and I had suffered for it.

Tiara shouts. "And we told you we don't listen very well!" Luna yells back. "Besides, we came to fight in our way," another Misfit adds, throwing a handful of powder into a spirit warrior’s eyes. The spirit screams. Another Misfit pours what looks like sticky soup on a warrior. The creature slips and falls. One spirit warrior trips over a rope pulled by two Misfits, flipping into the air like a cartwheel. One of them throws flour. Another tosses sneezing powder.

Nathan said with his hands joined in salute. “Do you not dare do it, or do you not want to do it?” Alex snorted coldly. “I don’t dare, and I don’t want to either,” Nathan replied quickly. Alex smiled coldly and looked at him. Alex could tell from a single glance that Nathan was indeed an Earth expert. If they really did start fighting, Alex’s Mystic Armor might be unable to protect him. He’d most likely end up getting flogged to death. But, since Alex was faking it, he couldn’t afford to be timid.

cutting the link. Upon reaching my study I see Nathan standing near my desk with a few papers in hand. Nathan smiles at me “I thought you would be” Before he could finish I used my power to pin him against the wall squeezing his throat. “You had one job and you failed. Tell me why I shouldn’t rip your head off right here, right now.” Wheezing Nathan tries to speak “I-i-f yo-u j-us-t le-et me e-x-pl-ain.” while grasping at his own throat trying to override my power.

“But he’s still our friend, Nathan. You can’t deny that.” Nathan swallowed, took in a deep breath, and stared down at the table. “I know that,” he said quietly. “But he can’t stay here. And we can’t ‘fix’ him because there’s nothing left to fix. I’ll do my best to throw the Council off of his trail, but that’s all that I can do. And when he eventually goes completely rogue and kills someone during a rampage, then the blood can be on both of our hands.”