Phoenix Whip

There is nothing you can do in this daycare prison. You can't walk, talk or do anything, but eat, sleep and cry. Your mind flies free outside your crib, contacting with the adult minds nearby. The children's minds around are quite different from the adults, more like a turbulent whirlpool of neurons, trying to connect between themselves and with your senses. There is not consciousness, yet, so You can't really affect them.

However, you can affect adults to your advantage to gain a physical advantage of your new mental power. In your previous life, you have heard of drugs that induce strength or agility which contain nanites capable of accelerating the body permanently if they are injected into children in early stages. The middle class seldom gets them, so getting that product, even one weak, will be a competitive advantage.

And I'm going to get it, whatever it takes.

Day after day, you gawk the obsessed Martha's mind, trying o get the nano injection. You feel at the edge of your consciousness the power to change her perception and shape it. And one night you know how to do it; you paint in her mind the image of her beloved semi-naked Sandra running to kiss her with a suggestive grin on her cherry-coloured lips. Her robust face lights up at the totally real vision in her brain, while in trance, you order her to give you the injection.

Your ears are deafened by a horrible beep, your temples vibrate with the pressure. Your skull is unable to sustain such an amount of psychic energy. You release Martha from her trance, as soon as you feel the puncture. Thankfully, she has forgotten everything that happened in the last minute and a half.

Your mind is now a painful pulp, like a squeezed lemon. But you feel how new energy runs through your veins increasing your agility and muscular strength, so at least for now, it was worth it, while you prepare for a well-deserved rest.