Hey Jon, I finally got my new phone, still gotta add the contacts to it – 6:48pm Um, who’s this? – 6:50pm It’s me danielle – 6:50pm Oh! Hey, how’s it going?! – 6:50pm Pretty good, finally finished the final renovations on my house! – 6:50pm Sweet! I can’t wait…
Damon was dragged to room SC-16, here he would be strapped to a chair, he knew this was the day, he could sense it. The kids had arrived and instantly were taken to experimentation chambers, it had been a whole month of torture for him and he feared for the other kids, what could they be going through? Damon could feel his mind breaking, his body giving up, he could barely function. If this experiment didn’t work – though he doubted he would even live through it – he would be left useless. He was lifted and put on a chair where his arms and legs were strapped. And then he waited.
Ivan walked to his room and waited, he waited hours until his dad arrived, then another hour until his sister arrived, and then another hour to make sure they were all asleep. Ivan walked to the garage, which would usually hold a car but instead there was an old motorcycle and a rusty bike. From the garage he walked to the woods next to his house where next to a tree’s roots lay Ivan’s project. JL-16, his creation. To his parents it would seem like a waste of time, but to Ivan, this was magical.
When Simon woke up he found himself handcuffed in a police car. No, this wasn’t a police car, he knew that. But why was he handcuffed? Eventually he was shoved off the car and he found himself in what he assumed was a military airfield. He was put inside a small jet, the air smelled funny, it smelled like fruits, and… He drifted off.
Late at night, Bo sat on the front porch watching in tears as Mei and Liu were shoved inside a black van, they would be taken to the newly established laboratories in their neighbor country, Japan, researching the mineral spilling in the Pacific Ocean. The authorities had said that they would be sent to the laboratory because they theorized their powers had emerged from drinking the mineral spillage. But they had never said when they would be returned, and much less if they would ever be seen again.
“I’m… I’m sorry, I don’t want to hurt you!” She waved her hands in the air and sent a beam of pink acid straight at the top of the wall making another smoldering hole. The children screamed in horror as Mei nearly killed them. Another teacher who had heard the screaming ran towards the burnt door and opened it frantically. She ran mortified to a bathroom and locked it, where she sat crying for what she felt were hours.
I landed on its roof, I could hear them discussing something about meeting up with the other side. I knew it. They were all facing the opposite direction of where I stood so I made a hole on the roof and slipped in quietly. Lets have some fun. I ripped off one of the passenger chairs and launched it at them with all my strength. Surprisingly, Suleos caught it mid-air. I was turning to get another chair when a fire beam nearly scorched my face.
“Kloza what’s wrong with you?” I shout.
“What? We’ve taken too long, if we’re doing something we should do it now.” She angrily replied.
“Listen, if they team up and go all out, I don’t know if we can win.”
“But… Look, they’re broken and split up-”
“And they’re pissed off too. In fact now, I fear they will be more strongly attracted to getting back up.”
As the invisible ship hovered above, the other half of the team came down from the sky. As Shox and Tennum walked out of our safe house we stood together anticipating the tension. Zomborn, Kloza, and Suleos calmly walk at us and I raise my arm to my quiver.
He still remembered the day he had killed his family twenty years ago. It had been the day that started his transformation. Three years ago he had finished transforming but was almost instantly captured by the Divinity Team and sent to a prison in Canada. But today had been the day. He had been planning his escape for so long, and he had succeeded. As he roared in anger standing on the ruins of the prison he heard something.