Psychic Powers In Science Fiction Novels & Stories

My secret was about to come out. I HAVE SPECIAL POWERS. I HAVE HAD THEM SINCE I WAS A YOUNG GIRL. I CAN SEE THINGS THAT OTHER PEOPLE CAN'T SEE. I CAN FEEL THINGS THAT OTHERS CAN'T FEEL. I DIDN'T KNOW WHY UNTIL I STARTED HAVING VISIONS ABOUT A CHAPEL, THAT WAS THE DAY YOU GUYS SAW ME AT THE CHAPEL, I FELT PULLED TOWARDS IT. Neal read the words, his anger slowly fading into curiosity. "Oh shit I knew something was wrong that day and so what kind of powers?" he asked, his voice less angry now. "What do you mean you can see things others can't? What things?"

My eyes widened and I waved my hands “oh… I am sorry” He burst out laughing “I was just pulling your legs” I rolled my eyes “you are an ass, you know that?” “Anyways my special power is… let me just show you” He flicked his hands and shadows began emerging from the dark, numerous like an army and they marched straight towards us. “Is that real?” I asked amazed “Very” With the flick of his fingers they were all gone. “Aris can control dreams, Siphra can read minds, Canaan can duplicate himself, Mildy can cause hallucinations, and Geoffrey can cause a person to rot with just one touch and Elkarim can communicate with animals”

The next day, Sikandar and Suleiman were browsing books on void at the school library. They had enough time because the library opened an hour before the homeroom period. ‘Very convenient.’ They surprisingly found a good number of books on void. ‘Again, convenient.’ They found information on what void is- ‘Basically psychic powers combined with time space mumbo jumbo.’ And some known attacks by previous users. ‘Some of these moves should be legit illegal.’ “These books have different moves inside them, let’s borrow them so that you can practice them,” Suleiman suggested.

“Talking too much makes my head hurt.” Within seconds it’s asleep, breathing softly, looking peaceful and innocent. But I know better now. We all do. Over the next few days, the reports intensify. A child in the Eastern territories who can stop time in small bursts. A girl in the South who speaks to the dead. A boy in the West who can reshape matter with his thoughts. All of them manifesting impossible powers. All of them having dreams of the fortress. All of them being drawn here like moths to flame.

"It's more what I can do for you, Alpha. Your mother filled me in on your conversation this morning. I think I can be of some help." "I don't understand." "Powers linked to the mind—precognition, psychometry—can be tricky to master. They're not as uncommon in witches, however, as they are in wolves. I have some techniques that I can share with you to help you develop your skills, if you're interested."

But I do not have time to mull over this. Again, I pull my laptop determined to research telepathic gifts if there are any. What I find spooks me. It appears that I might be having psychic powers. For all I know, I might have been talking to a dead person. Mind-numbing, soul-gripping, and terror-inducing fear, engulf me and I break out in cold sweat. There is no way I am sleeping alone in this room. After gathering my flailing nerves, I barrel out of my bedroom and head straight to my mom's.

The woman began to move again, and my eyes widened in shock. "How is this possible?" I exclaimed. The woman sneered at me. "You've gotten weak, Wanda." I looked at her, confused. Who is Wanda? I thought to myself. Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted off the ground, unable to move or control my body. The woman's powers were too strong. "You're a psychic," I said, trying to understand what was happening. "Supernatural beings with the ability to move objects with their minds." The woman smiled, seeming to enjoy my fear. "Astute as always, Wanda."

I continued to read, “Not all chosen descendants can wield the powers of the Moon, only a select few throughout time have been blessed with the gifts. The powers have been known to include, but are not limited to; Telekinesis, the power to move objects with the mind. Hydrokinesis, the power to move water and manipulate the tides. Aerokinesis, the power to manipulate air and weather. Shape shifting, the power to morph oneself into another form. Gravitokinesis, the power to manipulate gravity”.

"Yes." "Let me guess, it felt as if you just magically knew what to do during desperate moments?" "Yes. How do you know?" He raised his head to look at her again and pointed to his eye. "When I use my power from the sin of sloth, I can see people's powers and predict what they'd probably do. This is one reason why I said that I know all. Now do you get an idea of how many powers could possibly exist? It may take forever before you know every single power there is to know of."

“But can he do things?” “He has power of a sort, but he’s crippled mentally and physically. What we see could be just the leftover humanity that a power beyond doesn’t need, that was flaked off like a scab and tossed behind. We’ll talk more about this after we touch down. There’s someone I want to show you.” “Hold on. One last thing. Is he what he claims?” A chuckle. “What’s he claiming?” “He says he’s a psychic assassin. That he can get people to commit suicide by crawling into their heads.”