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THE INNERS : BATTLE OF THE CENTURY
BY HEARTCODE
CHAPTER 1: THE INNERS
New York city, the home of the champions and the hot dogs, the Yankees, the rich and the poor, it was also the home to a secret society, where people with different unimaginable things were rumored to do things and it was said to be in a secret war with the other force who wanted them dead.
They were rumored to be called the Inners, a special group of people, who said to have powers that could start a war, they were rumored to be monsters who ate nothing but human flesh and drank human blood, just for the fun of it. And the Inners were also rumored to be so bad, that if anyone saw it, it was referred as an it, that they should inform the Force, who would come and get rid of them.
Rallies had been made, telling the people, pulling all sorts of tales in their minds, making them to dislike and abhor the special people and chase them out like the dogs, they were told they were.
But, the Inners, this itss,’ all they wanted was a normal life, a place where they belonged, a place they could call home, but they never got one, so they took to hiding in secrets tunnels, and underground subways, they were used to be so scared and alone of stepping out, until a day, they met someone, who could show them that they could live safely, a place where they could feel loved, a place they could call home, a family under one roof, different people filled with different unique abilities living happily ever after, hidden away from the world, just a place hidden in main plain sight, so that no matter how hard they looked, they would never find them.
And in this place, or mansion if you preferred to call it, was where they all lived, not eating human flesh, not drinking human blood, but eating normal food, maybe burnt due to a certain teenager who just cant seem to get the timer on the oven right. This is their story, their life.
Lisa smelled smoke coming out from the kitchen, she immediately raced downstairs, as she dashed in, and saw the kitchen was smoky and the smoke alarm was blaring. She immediately turned off the microwave, as she brought out a very burnt chicken and dropped it on the table.
Her boyfriend Adrian, came in laughing as Lisa turned to face him.
“Dont you dare? She said holding the gloves tightly, ready to beat him if he laughed at her.
“Sorry baby, it is just thatwell good bye to thanksgiving dinner. He said pointing at the chicken.
“It’s not my fault, I just forgot that I left something in the oven.” She said as she began to tear up.
“Dont cry, I am sure that Tracy and the rest will understand what happened.” Adrian said coming to hug her.
She burnt it again huh. Tracy said as she leaned on the door, looking at both of them.
“Oh come on, it was a mistake.” Adrian said looking at Tracy who rolled her eyes.
“It wasnt a mistake, she doesnt remember this kind of things, what am I going to tell the family huh, that thanksgiving is gone.” She said as she went to look at the chicken.
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