I Would Rather Get Abducted By These Five Hotties Than Stay Home Alone

Prologue

Hey guys its Sondra and this is my new story, it sounds really serious but you have to know this for it to make sense. It will be funny when chapter 1 is uploaded and you get to meet everyone.

Also if you don't make the connection cause I know a few people won't. Fae is Tara's real name but she doesn't know.

So yeah, I hope you guys like this story as much as my other one :)

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Prolouge

Mark's POV (Tara's Father)

Finally, she was here. Fae was here and alive. Our work of nine months finally a success.

My wife and I had been slaving for years trying to genetically modify human embroys to be evolutionised. We mixed all the DNA that would cooperate with human DNA. We found the perfect mix nine months ago.

My darling wife was willing to be the carrier for this beautiful child. It was supposed to be the perfect being. The perfect gender, the perfect hair, the perfect eyes and skin. Not only that but supernatural abilities too. Watching the being gestate inside of my wife was a wonderous thing.

And now, my wife had given birth to the beautiful creature.

It was a baby girl, wife pale skin and white hair. Her violet eyes shined up at me. She knew I was her father. Her little mouth opened and I felt something wiggle in her back. I moved my hand lower and a pair of jet black wings burst forth from her. It was the most magnificent thing I had ever seen.

Fae was an angel, evolutionised 20 million years from our time. She was going to be the most perfect weapon for Sector 13. She was built to be the perfect assassin, the perfect spy, the perfect bio-weapon. She was designed to kill.

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Laura's POV (Tara's Mother)

This wasn't right. This wasn't meant to happen.

I let Mark have Fae while I 'dealt with myself', the baby that laid in front of me was not meant to be here. Fae wasn't a twin!!

This little boy wasn't meant to be alive ... What should I do? I couldn't bring myself to kill an innocent baby, especially if it was mine. But he interfered with our creation.

I could tell he wasn't 'right', I could see the energy that they both possessed was too much.

I called him Haziel, I thought it would be a lovely name for such a demented child. He had schizophrenia. 

Mark came back with Fae in his arms, her wings were encasing her in a cocoon of warmth. She was truly beautiful ... unlike her brother. Mark saw the child lying down, his jaw dropped immediately. He didn't know that they were twins either.

Fae locked eyes with her brother, a grin crossed her face and she tried to move towards him. Just a few hours old and she could already move like she was five months, she was developing quickly.

Mark moved her away from Haziel. Fae's eyes showed sadness and she began to cry. That was when hell broke loose in the lab. Glass beakers began to throw themselves around the room and the metal tops lit on fire.

I panicked and snatched Fae away from Mark and put her next to Haziel. She instantly stopped crying and moved closer to her twin. The beakers stopped moving around and the bench tops cooled down, no more flames.

That wasn't expected. She wasn't supposed to have her powers till she was at least five years of age.

She developing too quickly.

Mark and I looked at each other. Our eyes locking until we both nodded. We knew what we had to do.

We had to get these two out of here but the others found out. They were both too powerful to contain in a place like this.

I hoped no one would coming looking for us.