The Powerful

Prologue

We are different. We have powers. We are the powerfuls.

The powerfuls are a special group of supernatural people. We all have some sort of unnatural ability, mine for example is telekinesis. I can move objects just by thinking about it. Some might say it's magical and some might say it's evil. But we can't help it. We are born with this talent that very few people around the world have.

At one point in our history humans and powerfuls lived in peace. Until the humans became envious of our abilities. They would hunt us down killing us off one by one. We had to go into hiding. Now we have a large number of safe houses scattered throughout the world. But that doesn't mean that we are safe.

There exists an organization called P.I.N. It's entire existence is for one purpose is for one thing. To find people like me and kill them. Of course they had found a way to convince the entire human race that they were doing it to keep them safe. But that wasn't true. We are harmless and the only reason we would harm something is because it has harmed us. I know for a fact humans do that too. Some people I know have been to P.I.N. And made it out alive. Their stories are truly horrible, most of them contain some variation of torturing. Others tell tales of seeing loved ones die in front of their eyes. None of them are good.

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"Alex, go now!" There was a bang on the door. Someone was here. I jumped out of bed and pulled on my glasses.

"Mark go, take Alex, they are here!" "Run!" 

What was happening? I thought. My mum sounded scared. I was only six years old at the time, little did I know what was really going on.

I ran onto the stairway, straining my neck to see what was going on. The door was knocked down. My mother stood ready with a walking stick in hand. Five men stormed in with shotguns ready in their hands. I felt arms pulling me from behind. It was my father. He tugged on my hands, desperately trying to pull me away from the scene in front of me. He led me to a door and shoved me inside, locking it. I started screaming and shouting for someone to let me out.

BANG.

There was a loud gunshot. The noise rang in my ears. I heard a shout. It was my dad.

BANG.

Another loud gunshot. Then silence.

I burst into tears. Crying silently into my arm.

I'm Alex. I'm 17 years old and my power is telekinesis. I hate humans.

End. Of. Story.

Hey guys just letting you know this is the prologue. All the other chapters will be longer so don't worry! I will try and post regularly, around once every week or so. Anyways I hope you like the story and don't forget to vote! ;)

- monteminte