Softly padding across the room, she leans her head against the door. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUHKS7zmJJ0
Satisfied of the absence of the sound of footsteps from the other side, she crouches down under the bed, keeping in mind of the precious seconds ticking by before another set of footsteps would descend outside her quarters. She reaches down at the foot of the bed, trailing her hand upwards until it slips between the metallic springs underneath the mattress. Feeling the smooth papery texture against her fingertips, she grabs the thin ream of paper as well as a small ballpoint pen beside it. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCbuD57BQMB
Standing straighter now, she looks around her, a reflex of paranoia she couldn't quite shake away. She glances around the room, looking past the eerie darkness that occupied the room and takes a deep breath. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkrM7C2WusX
Though some would feel consumed by the darkness and even fear it, all she felt was gratitude for peace and relief. For it was only in the dark can she truly find herself safely hidden, protected from the ever-watching eyes. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8FFKsTjelB
She treads quietly to another side of the room where a dim single shaft of light flows through a tiny frosted window. Huddled into a ball, she sits under the sparse light, the thin ream of paper on her lap. In her left hand, she shakily hovers the pen's tip on the fine surface of the paper, uncomfortable to the long unfelt feeling of writing. Delicately, she adds pressure to the tip, watching in fascination as the ink follows every stroke of letter. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTC1eaoiPoq
A light scuffle echoes throughout the room. She freezes. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0efeJUj20J
She sharply looks up at the door across the room, waiting for any sign of movement. After a few moments when no one from the other side had decided to open the door, she turns back to the task at hand. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX4YYNwADxB
This was her only chance.982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaSeVZa0E6A
After so many years of devising a way to elude them from truly getting to her, from reaching into her mind, she had managed to patiently wait, taking note of their routine and finding for a way to escape. Little did they know, that beneath her pathetic excuse for failure, she had uncovered an unlikely skill. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLtefquYAWn
Days passed, alone in solitary confinement, pretending to be unconscious while the wards were down and a few staff where sent to deliver her meals, she strove to master her abilities. And although she knew that the longer she stayed, the more she used her abilities, the bigger the chances are that she would be eventually caught, she had to try. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZKWT7fMdv3
She grips tightly at the body of the pen, roughly scribbling down on the paper. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxrYM2F8iHm
It was a couple of days earlier that she caught wind of their plan. She knew they were on to her. Somehow, they knew that she wasn't a Failure, that she was hiding something. Luckily, they never had the means to find out. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvu5tzOyB2m
And they never will, she firmly swears to herself. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo78wkLNZWd
Still, that didn't change the fact that they had planned to dissect her mind, strip her of every thought and memory until all that's left is a soulless corpse devoid of any thought or emotion, a person much worse than them. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6CmZjimlza
For that reason, she needed to make haste. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ0lJhl6lP8
Using most of her scarce energy, she had managed to 'persuade' one of the guards to provide her with papers and a pen during one of his meal runs. And now the first part of her plan is about to take place. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcQhCV8C9zQ
SCRITCH! SCRITCH! SCRITCH! 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡef5N9ajzMR
The scratching sound goes on as she writes, mouthing every word. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhRpCsAkZLy
"My name is Nicholle Lieren Duchesne. I am 17 years old. It had been...ten(?) years since I was taken from my home and I... am a Misfit." 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGgqv1qWQAM
She heavily emphasizes, underlining the word as though it was the root of all her affliction. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRRNvTgDGng
She glances over her shoulder, eyeing the metal door of a small cubicle cemented at the corner until she catches her own reflection staring back at her. No matter how bad the lighting was, her eyes still stood apart from her other shadowed features, carrying with them an unnatural silvery glow. The same glow that betrays her own kind. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEK9HJTiX46
She forces her attention back to the paper, writing faster, her strokes more fluid now. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMf2wB4fpOq
"No one knows where we came from or how we can become what we are now.
"Some people say our history traces back to the evolution of men, where we were descendants of the gods before us, a last link to a lost civilization punished by the gods themselves, cursed to walk the earth.
"Others would simply wave it off as genetics," she absentmindedly traces her forefinger on the inside of her elbow to where a scar covers her skin.982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡauTXzdUzh6
She can still feel the pinprick sensation of needless being injected into her, leaving her dazed and numb, unaffected by the sound of the various fluids gurgling near a machine as they were pumped into her. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq40GezF0B6
"A much more evolved species of men that could launch an inter-species war on a whim," 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9ENCRx5MhO
Like her, she almost writes, picturing an beautiful and ethereally pale dark teal-haired girl covered with flames, a crazed look in her eyes as she soaks in further into the fire, immersing herself fully into the blazing inferno of destruction. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtYI7KfP2PD
The guard, the owner of that memory, witnessed it all as his former comrades were disintegrated into ashes. She still shivers from that thought. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjwwYdU9MB0
"We were feared, viewed as a threat to the existence of men, a plague that could bring another evolution along with the complete obsolescence of their kind. Maybe that's why we were hunted," she trails off, her mind briefly recalling another memory, this time rooted from a direct experience. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcTz3VWGqCA
She had barely stayed for a day, being shown around the grounds when she saw one of the test subjects on the brink of freedom when suddenly he was shot by one of the human guards. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRq0HU9Rhv8
"Contained," 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrqkkbGFLMd
She had watched as they dragged the body into a cell. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgkg4NyFTKt
"Studied on, tortured," 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnT9h0wzCh9
Continuing with her tour, she had found a glass room beside the cell and inside was another test subject strapped unto a chair, screaming as she received shock after shock of electricity. She tried to push her hand against the glass wall, willing it to reach her, only to be scurried away.982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCtKVIbhKKr
"And eventually killed." 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsr1EMS9hqr
With a last glance, she hesitantly turned her back from the excruciating scene. She needed not to look to see through the guards unwavering eyes and know what they were seeing. A flat line on the screen. Blood dripping down from her eyes, nose and ears, towards the white linoleum floors. The sudden silence welcoming death as it sweeps over the place and embraces the lifeless body. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQvYzdcSkYO
"I don't exactly know how the Forebearers did it back in their time, hiding their true selves, masking their existence within the constant masses of humans. They had managed to do so for a few hundred years and through time. Eventually, as time went by, their abilities waned, bloodlines diluted as they further interbred themselves with the humans. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpmVcG7ANpr
"But then the war of all worlds came. The further it went on so were the countless rates of death took toll. The Allies and the Central, both opposing leagues, took every armed force they could find useful for battle. It was at the brink of their desperation that the Allies searched for a new kind of weapon. Living, breathing weapons. Super soldiers that could fight their war for them with little risk of casualties and a definite end to the impending doom the war harbinges. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzlRSOGvPP8
"And that's where we came in. They began the experiments on potential 'candidates' - people they found to possess a certain degree of unique and extra-ordinary abilities. The 'Potentials' were rounded up, evaluated individually, separating the strong from the weak. Whoever passed were then taken to a process called the Transition, where their dormant genes were awakened. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYd6VZ4zJdI
"However, it came with a deadly price. Most of the candidates survived the process while some who didn't were considered as 'Failures'. For those who belonged to the first group were then called as Revenants for having survived death. They were then added to the ranks of war. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcJ70uNjw65
"Using a conditioning process, an implant was wired into their brain to control and limit their abilities and their emotions. The sensation was a kiss of death to their own humanity. However, during the process, there were some who still regained it and wanting to live their lives, they rebelled against the humans and escaped. They blended in with the humans and tried to live normal lives. No one has ever heard of them since. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkMwOaff5MW
"Those who remained continued to work for the Regents, a covert government sector that was given charge over the Revenants, tasked to capture and silence any activities of our kind. They were situated and housed far, far away from prying human eyes and in a large gated community called the Dome.982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr1Z5KmqKqf
"I was only seven when the strange men came into my house. They took me away from my father and my brother and into a place called the Hive. They said I was special, that my mind works in a way that others can't and that I needed to control it before I hurt someone. It was there that I found out about the others and that I wasn't the only one. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXTwUDB8ZGk
"The Revenants were divided into six distinct factions. The Tk designation. They are known to move objects with their mind. We call them Strikers.982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiYv4KTKD6c
"The J designation also known as Jumpers who can teleport from one place to another.. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbwWaqVC43B
"The M designation also known as Medics, a team of healers whose main ability is to heal any wound or injury. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSjGLfMUjaT
"The S designation, a rare breed of clairvoyants that can see precognitive visions of the future. We call them Seers. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUr61LVafJ3
"The Tp designation, also known as Readers, skilled with the ability to read and manipulate the mind as they wish. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy4FYjwT0ps
"I was supposed to be a part of this faction before I was transferred to the X designation. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6SKFilGJKq
"Also called as Misfits, we are the recent faction to be added to the Order, barely half the number of the entire S designation or as old as the other factions. Though we may have no specific order for our skills, we all possess raw and unknown high-gradient abilities that we have no control of. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ98piIZA8Px
"The Regents tried to control us only to fail. And so, they viewed us as volatile, unstable, unpredictable, a threat to order. But I know differently The Regents fear us, of what we can become, of what we can do, of what we can bring. It will only be a matter of time before that happens and when it does..." 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcSL1pfWFzl
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The doorknob twists and turns. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8tvveUfBkE
Shuffling the papers into a neat pile, Nicholle makes a dash towards the bed. Deftly, she shoves the papers and the pen back between the bed springs before lying back on her bed. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡffkacdpqKN
Eyes closed, her chest heaving, she waited for what might be the longest seconds of her life. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9bKOjM7HNO
The door creaks silently, the sound of footsteps closing in. She wills her lungs to breathe regularly. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkqtSCUUvBD
Any second now, she muses. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTiWX3rgPGk
She hears a velcro strap being opened, heart beats pounding. Sounds of whispering fabrics passes by, she feels a gloved hand graze her cheek as they moved a few locks of her hair out of the way. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4dQIB9iMkr
She flinches at the sudden feel of the cold needle prickling the side of her neck. She painstakingly waits as the person finishes the injection and leaves her. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz1ufQ2WtWW
However, that wasn't the case. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBPIyPw1wc2
The relief was momentary when another pressure begins to welt inside her neck. Like a fire, it burns, spreading to every part of her, boiling every bit of blood in her veins. Her mouth wide open, she gasps in its scorching intensity. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzM8txMqJAC
She opens her eyes. She searches for the person who had inflicted her torture, hoping to beg him or her for reprieve. She found no one. Instead, all she could see were blurry shapes, obstructed by her overflowing tears of agony. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzuOqJ0bKsE
She turns her eyes to the ceiling, biting her lips from screaming. She will never give them the benefit of hearing even the softest mewl from her lips. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Q6lKWSfbT
The fire strews on, her control over her faculties ebbs. She closes her eyes. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7HQCwMg9yw
Now. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7fzSZKzErt
With the last of her power, she surrenders herself to the fire. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjFAiv7g1oq
Meanwhile, her mind, still intact, floats away. 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8WFVarnmLU
"I am Nichole Lieren Duchesne, I am seventeen years old. It had been...I am Nichole... I am.. I am..." 982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgldmdGxkxs
And so did her memories.982Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJrk7DRn9B2
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