The possibilities

Neal's Diary
(This is Neal's diary, everything is in his point of view now. Not Eliza's. Might be confusing to you but bear with it. It's cooler this way (: so I = Neal.
For Neal's part of the story, the words in italics are people's thoughts. Neal's diary is rather sophisticated, its more of information than a diary entry, it doesn't actually relate to the main story but it does give you some hint about whats going to happen in the story.)

"Come on Eliza, I'm sure you have a lot of unanswered questions in your head that even I can't answer." I smiled.
"I guess I could." Eliza replied without hesitation. "But provided that HE stops looking into my head."

"Agreed." Josh said as he smacked my head with one hand and the other stretched out to offer Eliza a handshake. She stood up and took it.

This is what I had been searching for and it appeared to me so quickly. Is it fate?

"Of course." I said, I just read her mind. It was clearly opened!
"Stop that." And she smacked me.

"Alright, I'll brief Eliza on what are going to do while you two can just do some stuff on your own." Josh said. I pulled my hood over as I walked out of the empty cellar.

(Randal's thoughts)
Neal, I know you're reading my mind now. You better don't follow me to where I'm going or I'll throw ball of fire up your arse. You got that?

I turned back and shrugged. I don't care what he thinks, I'll just do whatever I want. My daily routine is just to play around with the minds of people in this part of the city. I know my own ability best. I read the minds of people, no to be more exact, I enter their minds. I read their thoughts, I change their thoughts and I can even put in some of my own thoughts. It's like the minds of 95 percent of the people in this world are easy to enter. The remaining 5 percent are just a pain in the ass, so I don't bother to even try entering their minds. People like Josh and Randal. Usually it's cause their born with a natural mental wall in their minds or they just have a higher trained mental state which is able to interfere with my medling.

I climbed up onto the roof of our base and sat at the edge. Looking down at all of the people busy with their own lives. Most of them lead monotonous lives, seldom do I find people who have deep secrets hidden. I awoke 5 years ago with this ability and Josh asked me to team up with him about just 3 years ago. Josh has the gift of the gab to make people just want to listen to him and I, find these people to listen to him. I've learned many things with this ability than the poeple with other abilities. Like for instance, I know all us humans have advanced in numerous ways.

Our bodies become stronger, physically and mentally. Some become smarter, some become agile, even the old folks can move like the young people and they don't look so old anymore. In fact most of them look like their in their mid fourties. But then there are the minority, people like me and Josh, who have an ability much greater than the others. Josh once told me that my ability was one of the greatest he could ever imagine, but it was also the most sought after. So this is how I live my daily life. Entering people's minds, getting what I need and want, whenever I want. I wouldn't call it 'stealing', its making them give me the things I ask for.

What is that boy doing up on the roof?
People like this irritate me, so I enter their minds and I make them go away or do something that amuses me. Like fighting with each other or making them forget what they had been planning to do. But once in a while I'd fall asleep and someone so mysterious seems to enter my mind and I'd talk with him. It usually start with him saying,

"Still reading people's minds Neal?"
"So what if I am? How do you enter my mind and even mask your face in my own mind? My mind is my own, I'm supposed to be able to imagine anything I want in my own mind and yet you-"
"I'm not in your mind but my own and I'm just making a telepathic connection with you. So of course I can mask my own face."
"Why not show me who's under that mask?"
"I don't see a need too. I'm not on very good terms with Josh."
"So you know Josh?"
"You could say so."
"So do you have the same ability as I have? Josh told me it's very sedom that someone would have the same ability as someone else."
"In a way I do have the same ability as you. Infact, I have the same ability as everyone else."
"You steal their abilities?"
"I won't answer that."
"You copy them permanantly?"
"Neither will I answer that."
"Then what do you do?"
"I'm not oblige to tell you anything, but of course, if one day you do manage to find out who I am, I'll tell you what my abilities are. But I know you can't."

Then there will always be long silence before he waves goodbye and stops this 'telepathic' connection. But I never tell Josh about him, this mysterious man seems to have a deep hatred for Josh, I can feel it even without using my ability.