PROLOGUE

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'Number one'

Luther


The sound of an alarm clock going off filled the air with alertness before quickly being stopped by a large hand pressing the off button as it told him the time in military hours, eleven twenty-eight. Letting out a loud grunt trying to get himself out of bed, ready for the day before letting out another loud grunt when his head hit the roof, due to his abnormally large height.

He squeezed through the hallway to get to the main room, one of the only other rooms than his bedroom to reach a transmitter to turn it on starting his daily routine. He continues this by watering his small, very much alive plant and brushing his fingers against the leaves while doing so, showing how you can still create a little life that has meaning even in the most outlandish of places.

He slowly put on his astronaut suit, getting ready to go test new samples of the moon rock to send back to his father who he looked up to and worshipped as a god. Running over to the bin full of these samples sealed up to be shipped back to earth to drop another in the extremely overloaded pile.


'Number two'

Diego


A shadowed figure stood silently, peering into the fogged window, the darkness almost swallowing him whole. The only thing visible to him was the dimly lit room with presumably a family with their hands tied behind them and silver duct tape on their mouths, making the intruder's kill easier. He quickly took one last glance before walking around to where there was an open entrance, continuing with his plan.

He waltzed into the house, his eyes shielded by the black leather-like mask that only covered a portion of his face. He only took a few steps in the cooly-toned hallway before one of the intruders noticed, quickly going to sucker punch him, just to be met with Diego deflecting, sending him flying into a glass table as it smashed from his force, the electric torch and gun skimming across the room.

"Who is this guy" The intruder spoke, terrified of what this Batman-like man would do to him after seeing what he did to the others

A knife went flying through the air to pin another robber to the wall, making it easier to knock him out, this continued until all of the robbers were knocked out or downed. Then a tune came from a small television, Diego wandered toward the sound trying to listen over the sounds of muffled screams coming from the family whose lips were sealed by duct tape.

"We're going live to a breaking story"

The picture of his 'father' was being shown on the screen, the headline reading something he didn't expect, his heartbeat slowing down from the news.


'Number three'

Allison


Her red dress shimmered in the light of cameras shuttering, the paparazzi exploding with questions, her smile glistening with her presence. The carpet in correlation with her dress, makes her occupancy even more outstanding.

The volume increased the closer she got to the many new reporters, trying to reach out their questions to her,

"There's our sweetheart Allison."
"Over here, over here."
"Oh! You're perfect!"
"One more."
"Allison, over here!"

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 03 ⏰

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