Softly padding across the room, she leans her head against the door. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk01G7mty0C
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡou7QJ51n2m
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl2cf46evNz
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjspOi53mFQ
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVb5VAJYAFW
A light scuffle echoes throughout the room. She freezes. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrZcWSjkzxi
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpdM92Zs31C
This was her only chance.840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRggJPBwaTC
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfO30TPl1Ak
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjSiSfHQalP
She grips tightly at the body of the pen, roughly scribbling down on the paper. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOe4IQN5gPf
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ3BISpFaaX
And they never will, she firmly swears to herself. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCDtd3mVNtw
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ106TcimWTQ
For that reason, she needed to make haste. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxWfFW6M8dU
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUdnEeT5gjP
SCRITCH! SCRITCH! SCRITCH! 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbCGMG342nY
The scratching sound goes on as she writes, mouthing every word. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhwF66OV0qb
"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." 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡilScb4cARy
She heavily emphasizes, underlining the word as though it was the root of all her affliction. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY3SQw2Giql
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHpPPIkG58Q
She forces her attention back to the paper, writing faster, her strokes more fluid now. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY7k5ETQZ7i
"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.840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzUyBsqSEEd
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7gJoZHLMAe
"A much more evolved species of men that could launch an inter-species war on a whim," 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX9e2admfXH
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGpBRaOsDTQ
The guard, the owner of that memory, witnessed it all as his former comrades were disintegrated into ashes. She still shivers from that thought. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYaFAGmm519
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr4faERLyKj
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa4JGOch3Fq
"Contained," 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzpGAgOaHfO
She had watched as they dragged the body into a cell. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMbiHibsIJN
"Studied on, tortured," 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgbmkHU208x
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.840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoUVFD2Fgrk
"And eventually killed." 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgra4L3Dycx
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZh3ogo64Ty
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7919a0r09
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm7q7PSrECf
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIF3hlv1EsR
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC6TtN3CYXf
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTrZUVVLkLs
"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.840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN0AmqGNbxp
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnFdfbP5QzB
"The Revenants were divided into six distinct factions. The Tk designation. They are known to move objects with their mind. We call them Strikers.840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsvlQcF35jd
"The J designation also known as Jumpers who can teleport from one place to another.. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡskNZS1IEtR
"The M designation also known as Medics, a team of healers whose main ability is to heal any wound or injury. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZGOlmuJda3
"The S designation, a rare breed of clairvoyants that can see precognitive visions of the future. We call them Seers. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5AB5a6Kq6A
"The Tp designation, also known as Readers, skilled with the ability to read and manipulate the mind as they wish. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2bW4e09AmX
"I was supposed to be a part of this faction before I was transferred to the X designation. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzfAI2Wwmox
"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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp0v5twW6S5
"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..." 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡruK45eEBte
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The doorknob twists and turns. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2BT2bLtoZV
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1EzB7vtNyi
Eyes closed, her chest heaving, she waited for what might be the longest seconds of her life. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdnnNVN2AbM
The door creaks silently, the sound of footsteps closing in. She wills her lungs to breathe regularly. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6n2aISpGPM
Any second now, she muses. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf1zdXLd81v
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtl6ebvWPG0
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzmcUd6E4As
However, that wasn't the case. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdRQt6bgEtG
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFgf32L417N
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhdaXbScL9S
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. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSixdojzh1v
The fire strews on, her control over her faculties ebbs. She closes her eyes. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhPMAcS51JX
Now. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOkX1IiLzDq
With the last of her power, she surrenders herself to the fire. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ61lFSLYjyz
Meanwhile, her mind, still intact, floats away. 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIoxHKAvxHE
"I am Nichole Lieren Duchesne, I am seventeen years old. It had been...I am Nichole... I am.. I am..." 840Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsyWIkYYdqW
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