I pause, looking at the locket on my neck.
"I made it...it can become whatever I want it to be. A gun, a sword. But I prefer a good Bowstaff at my side."
"Cool." She gazes off, as Clara catches up, out of breath.
"Took you long enough. We'll stop by nightfall...but then, we'll need to keep moving. Understand?"
"When did you become big leader boy?" Samantha pulls up alongside us.
"Do you want me to be like I was?" I snap.
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Escape From Necro City
Teen FictionIn a Steampunk, post-apocalyptic world, 5 teenagers pose special powers seen before the war. Now, a corrupt King sends out assassins to kill or capture these witches and wizards before they can manage to discover their true power. Can these teens es...
