"Communication is key. Friendship is essential. Create bonds with those you meet. Forge bonds stronger than steel, sturdier than bedrock, and more flexible than the Cosmos. These bonds will stay for eons to come."
-UNKNOWN TO US
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"Do you think you can walk normally?" Yugo stopped rolling the chair near the front office.
"Finally you ask," Melissa heavily sighed, "And yes I can." Yugo gave her a stern look. To prove her point, she abruptly stepped forward from the wheelchair and began to walk. As she started, she stumbled a bit, and Yugo rushed forward to help her, but Melissa held out a hand and Yugo stopped dead in his tracks. "I'm fine." she replied.
"Sorry for asking," he held his hands up in defense as she began to walk more comfortably in the teenager-infested hallway, "Let's not keep the others waiting." He began to walk through the hallway as Melissa caught up.
Silence fell over the duo as they flowed through the sea of teenagers. When they had reached the car, they found the others waiting by the said car.
"Are you ready to go?" Chris asked. Yugo glanced over at the group of kids. Chris noticed his gaze and frowned. "What's wrong?" Chris inquired, placing a hand on Yugo's shoulders.
"We can all now have the discussion." Yugo replied, the words dry in his mouth, and he sounded as if there was regret in the tone of the string of words. Chris' eyes widened, a grin now readily visible on his expression.
"Awesome, finally we can talk about our family history!" Chris put emphasis on finally.
"Well... About that..."
"What happened?"
"The Military have beat us to the punch."
"I know."
"What? How?"
Chris shrugged. "Called me in as well, I talked with the Marshall. And according to the others, the same happened to them."
"And?"
"It wasn't anything new. Nothing that we didn't know about already."
"Isn't it weird?"
"What is?"
"The fact that they talked about those." Yugo put emphasis on the word those.
"Not really."
"Why not?"
"Because honestly, because nobody even has the slightest clue as to what they look like." Yugo made a face of realization. He let out a relieved sigh.
"Are you guys coming in or do I have to pull you guys in?" Melissa's voice rang through the car and towards the duo.
"We're coming," Chris voiced back, "We'll talk more later at the house." Yugo nodded and together they walked into the car.
The car ride was far more silent than usual- Nico wasn't chatting about his day, Chris wasn't talking about anything new he had learned, and Sakura rested her head on a hand and was peering out the window next to her. Everybody seemed down, almost as if...
"They talked to you guys as well?" Evangeliene whispered.
"Yeah..." came their uniformed replies. And they were silent for the rest of the car ride. Yugo then finally pulled the car into the driveway.
The house in which they had arrived wasn't really a normal house. In fact, it was more like a mansion in the middle of the outer reaches of San Francisco, according to the local homeless on the streets. To rich people, it was a mix of a mansion and house in the slums.
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Hunted Down Volume 1
General Fiction"If you could control ONE thing in the entire world, and people would pursue you, what would do?" -UNKNOWN TO US These words will mean a lot to a group of 10-year olds. These children, of different backgrounds, all have one thing in common: They all...
