Rebirth

Revelations.

She looked up at him, already dying.

He came close to her, the knife back in his hand, coming to finish her off she thought.

Before plunging the knife through her heart, he bent down and whispered, a smirk in his voice, "I always knew who you were, I just wanted you to suffer for a while before you died."

That did it for her.

She closed her eyes, expecting the blow.

But it didn't come. All she heard was a resounding thud next to her.

She saw the empty face of her would be killer on the ground, with a barbed arrow shot straight through his neck.

She looked at the shooter, lowering his crossbow , completely clad in black, save for the hilt of a knife which seemed like it was made of steel.

She saw him rushing towards her, before her vision became blurry and she blacked out.

She regained her consciousness. She heard voices. She couldn't open her eyes.

They felt too heavy.

She heard someone say,"God. I hope I don't have to kiss her to wake her up or something. You know, like in those ancient stories where the handsom-"
She then heard a couple of voices say in unison,"Shut up!"

Her eyelids finally managed to open, and almost instantly she heard,"She's awake! Yoooooo! Jackson!"

She tried to get up, feeling groggy ,when she saw where she was .

It was a completely white room.

Everything in it was white.

Everything.

As her eyes adjusted to the completely unfamiliar surroundings, she noticed three men standing by her bed.

Two of them looked around her age, 17 or 18 years old and each looked the splitting image of the other, with the same dark brown hair and cheeky looks.

The only thing different was their eye colour. One of them had light grey eyes while the other had light green.

The other one was older, maybe In his early twenties. He had dark obsidian hair, and highly defined cheekbones.

It was his eyes that captivated her the most, seemingly dark and unforgiving.

The twins grinned at her, and said together in unison,"Hi, I'm Damon."
"Hi, I'm Damien."

The two voices mixed together in her already befuddled mind and she asked confusedly,"Demon?"

A third voice came in ,saying in a deep velvety voice," I guess you could call them that."

It was another man, also seeming about 20 years of age , clad completely in black like the other 20 year old.

He stood next to her and said,"Before I say anything, how are you feeling now?"
"Okay, I guess." she said.

"Okay. You may already know about us. People call us the Destroyers. Contrary to myths, we do not go around killing people for no reason . People believe we don't exist anymore. That's.. partly true.

The man that tried to kill you was part of the infamous group called the 'Hunters'.

They have been hunting the 'Controllers', that is the people who are mostly pyrokinetic, telekinetic, and hydrokinetic, killing them brutally and mercilessly ,for more than 700 years, almost a millennium after the great Atomic Error."

"Of course,you do know about the Atomic Error,right?"

She slowly shook her head.

"Really? Wow. Okay ,before I continue, the Atomic Error was a failed nuclear experiment that happened 847 years ago. It was what created the Controllers. All caught up?"