A prologue.
“No it has to be now, this is the normal age in which it is done at. Or at least started at.” Her mother fell silent at that, so she decided that she wanted to know what was going on too. “Is any one going to tell me whats going on here?” The doctor looked down at this. “Yes I suppose you should know, if your parents do not have any objections.” Her father shook her head that he didn’t, “very well then, Have you ever heard of something called unnaturals? no I can see you haven’t. Well are people who look like people, but are very different, They have powers you see something that makes them different, special you see. But these people do not use this power for what it was supposed to be used for. See these powers where ment to be used to help the normal people around them. Instead they use it to help themselves, So it is our job to hunt down these people an bring them to justice.” She looked back in to the green eyes, ”What does this have to do with me?”
“you see little one there are people that are unnaturals like us. But we use our power to help the humans, Some of the others use the power to rob into and steal things, others even kill people with the help of there power, and it’s our job to do as I said and bring them to justice. But you have to be trained on how to do this, That is what we are talking about, Rose you are one of these and are ment to bring these people down with us.”
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That was the start of all of this. For the next 13 years she was trained on how to kill, how to know who these people where, there strengths and weaknesses. That was where it started all right then and there, With that man, that doctor. He took her that day, and she never saw her parents again. No letters, no phone calls no nothing. She had been away from there for 3 years and she still had not brought herself to go and find them. She knew that these people where evil, but she didn’t know what he had done wrong. Only that he might have, or will do something evil against the humans, her charges. Man what is this guy. She had no idea, and it was bugging her, most crimes these people had committed is linked in some way to there power so depending on what they can do depends on what they do, do and think they can get away with. It was sick but this was how she was toughed, Why? what proof did she have that this man she was chasing had done anything wrong. Or even lifted a finger to a little ladybug, let alone a human. She would find out, She would know what this man had done to be sentenced to death. Reason would be hers.
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