Over one hundred years ago, a group of world's best scientists gathered in New York City. Their sponsor, a hidden figure, funded them generously to experiment on humans to create an army composed of super humans. The fund was enough to get rid of any moral complications from the scientists' minds. These types of human experiments were mostly kidnapped from the harsh streets called 'Powerful' because they were given extraordinary powers. Eventually, the process was a success. However, one day, six years after the initial experiment, almost all of the Powerful escaped, and hid among society. Slowly, they spread all over the world starting families and secret societies. Apart from their powers, the Powerful were set apart from society due to their strange colored eyes and hair. This was an unintentional side effect of the Power, but it made the Powerful easier to be spotted. A government was form by the unknown sponsor. It was not dependent of the world's existing nations. Its goal to the public was to round up and euthanize the Powerful because they were too powerful to control. But they are really stove to keep the atrocities they committed secretly. New York had changed so much from what it was in the early twenty first century. Manhattan, being where the Powerful were originally from, became a kind of haven for them. Many had scattered and gone abroad but others declined to abandon their homes. The Bronx was no more. The Bronx became a city of anarchy and terror. The only people that could get through there in relative safety were Powerful. The entire city had adopted a whole slew of brand-new names. The two most usual were Vampire City or Suckersville. Only the vampires that drank fresh blood situated themselves in the city. The rest were satisfied with the country away from humans. The government build up headquarters in Manhattan to gather together the Powerful. Manhattan was not the sole location that a branch was build up. The government had built up different branches in all the hot spots where Powerful were all over the world. The government had a distinct group of people known as agents to fulfill its task. Most of the agents were normal humans, but some of them were Powerful. Numerous Powerful were forced into militaristic organization. Powerful agents were not all the time signed up by force. A few did it willingly, but their reasons were never mentioned. So far, the Government was effective at achieving its goal. Most of the Powerful left were young, fit, and brilliant. As a result, many orphans roamed street pressed into adulthood before they were even in their teens. The story of the ceaseless war between the Powerful and the government begins with her.
Chapter 1 Pleasure To Meet You
Beatriz ran down the streets of Manhattan at fastest speed. She looked and dressed like any other residence of New York, but her hair was light purple in color. 'Holy shit! How the hell do they keep finding me?!" she thought. Suddenly, she ran into someone, a girl named Sweetie Pie. The black-haired girl crashed to the ground as Beatriz ran into her. "What are you doing?"
Beatriz cursed under her breath and looked up at Sweetie Pie as if she condemned her for the accident. "What you want, kiddo?" All of the sudden, she heard her assailants. "Oh, damn it all. Come on!!" She grabbed Sweetie Pie's hand and ran with her up a fire escape and off a building. She spread her wings and began to fly to her present safe house. Beatriz's wings appeared like the ones that would be found in photo books of fairies. They were pellucid and had a lot of opaque designs on them. They were part of the girl's Power. Normally the didn't show, but they appeared when she was in need regardless of what she was wearing. They were not really tied up to her back.
Sweetie Pie yelped, "HEY!" as they lifted off. She swinged, wondering what was happening. Everything had happened too fast that she could not think clearly. Beatriz landed at an old warehouse at the other end of the town. She looked around the area, and then knocked about four times on the door.
"What the damn hell is it now?" a bad-tempered voice yelled. Beatriz smiled and, pulling along her reluctant companion, walked into the building.
"HEY! WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME NOW?!" Sweetie Pie struggled. She fumbled for a pair of scimitars that she all the time had strapped to her back under her clothes. It was very dangerous for a Powerful to be unarmed; therefore, mostly all of them had a weapon of some sort if their Powerful was not for fighting.
Felton, the bad-tempered occupant of the said warehouse, gave Sweetie Pie the once over. Then, he read the fright and confusion in her mind. "Hey, asshole, how about you get us some pocky and soda?" Beatriz yelled across the room.
Felton flipped her off, but he did as what he was told. "And what would the pretty Sweetie Pie, is it, like?" he asked. Felton had read the lady's name off her mind.
"I would admire some answers. Who are you really? Where the hell am I?" She scowled fiercely at him with her opaque violet eyes. They were uncapable to see, but her Power made up for it.
Felton took a quick look at Beatriz. 'You had to take her here?' He sent the thought to her, deciding it was more well-mannered than to voice this aloud.
'Only way,' she thought back.
Felton exhaled. "I'm Felton. Never mind my last name." He handed the snacks to Beatriz.
"I'm Beatriz," Beatriz said between bites. After eating up the food, she left Sweetie Pie with Felton, knowing she would be safer. She began to walk aimlessly around the town, scouring out for any risk in the area. She and Felton, like most Powerful in the town, were nomadic and moved when they sensed risk.
Back at the warehouse, Sweetie Pie carefully examine Felton, and asked, "Okay, are you any form of agent? Because, if you are, you might as well mention it now. I surely will find out sooner or later." She thought to herself, Much better sooner.'
Felton laughed immediately. "Nope, we're not, and Beatriz left you with me...sorry"
"Humph!" Sweetie Pie crossed her arms and glanced away, looking around the "house". She made strange clicking noises every now and then.
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"Excuse me!" Kyron, another Powerful of Manhattan, apologized after pushing through the crowd of busy people in efforts to get away from his pursuers. Right after making his way through the horde of people, Kyron took off in a sprint, wishing to get away from those who had been instructed to follow after him. Stealing a glimpse over his shoulder, he cursed to himself mildly, dove into the nearest passageway. For now, he had lost them. Breathing heavily, he leaned up against the wall and quickly closed his eyes. 'Where the damn hell are they coming from?! That's the fifth one already for today!' He thought to himself, he opened his eyes once again and peered out from the passageway he was currently hiding in. Kyron decided to wait until he was sure that the coast was clear already. Right after doing so, he inched his way going out from the passageway and took off in the opposing direction from which his pursuers headed in, wishing to leave then in dust, he ran as fast as his legs could take him.
"Hey!" He heard one guy yell as Kyron accidentally smacked into him.
"I'm sorry!" He called over his shoulder, but still continued on nonetheless. All his efforts to escape were successful, for now anyway. Kyron knew they would be back, that he should expect more of them. He let out a deep heavy sigh, leaned opposed to the nearest wall. 'There never ever used to be this many... They must be starting to get more earnest about 'neutralizing' us'. He thought, pertaining to the agents that were meant to knock down the Powerful ones.
All of a sudden, Beatriz ran into Kyron. "Oh, come on! What the fucking hell is this, Run into Beatriz Day?" She yelled at him.
"Oof!" Kyron moaned, stepping back some, he rubbed at his head. "You mean me?! Will run into you?! You must be kidding me, right? Excuse me; you are the one who obviously needs to watch where the hell you are going! I must remind you that you're the one who hit into me!" He insisted, screaming back at her.
Beatriz's mood switched easily. She started to smile at the other Powerful. "Fine, you could be correct about that. I don't think running into two different people in the same day is a coincidence. I'm very sorry. I'm Beatriz. Not Veatriz. It is spelled with a 'B'."
Kyron blinked. For him, this was completely confusing. The lady who hit into him, then yelled at him was now introducing herself? He didn't mind though; he just simply shook his head. "Oh, I see. It's alright. It's a pleasure to meet you Beatriz, I'm Kyron." He replied.
"It's an honor to meet you too Kyron," she replied, sticking out her hand. Kyron smiled and shook her hand.
Chapter 1 Pleasure To Meet You
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Chapter 2 Mistakes Are Truly Deadly
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Chapter 3 After You Now
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Chapter 4 Waiting...Her Least Favorite Part
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Chapter 5 Everyone Is Gone
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Chapter 6 Let's Have Some Fun
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Chapter 7 Want To See My Memories
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