Teenage refugees, that's what most that we came across called us. Children that wanted nothing more than to find their own little piece of heaven where they were able to roam free. Children that wanted nothing more than to be able to take walks and enjoy the fresh air than to constantly be on the lookout for any signs of danger or anything that seemed out of the ordinary. But there was nothing ordinary about our lives, we were far from it. There was a war going on right under our noses and I was the prize. No matter how far we traveled, no matter how fast we ran, it was always behind us, waiting.
We could feel the presence of evil brushing against our necks, taunting us, knowing that we would eventually fall into its grasp. Those that ran away with me broke many of our laws to keep me safe. What we all did was suicide, knowing that the price for breaking any sort of law was punished by death. But at what cost? At this point, it wasn't just I who was being hunted, It was all of us. Our names were on the list, and they were looking for us, hunting us down like a pack of wild beasts. They were the beasts, they were hungry for power and they won't stop until they have every drop of it. We may be teenagers who were on the run for survival, but we were more than that. Power and magic ran in our veins, we may be only hybrids, but we were Bane Hybrids and no one will take what is ours without a fight.
