Lydia:
They came. All for me. And now they could die. All for me.
Michael held me to him, not letting to, nit even movibg anywhere. The drumming in my head was so loud, so painful. They needed to run before the guards got there. They would have bullets in there head in a matter of minutes.
"I'm not leaving. Neither is Cleo." Michael whispered to me. I could still see their shocked faces when Adwin told them ago our... Abilities. I'll deal with him later.
The drumming stoped, footsteps now sounded, coming closer and closer.
"In your rooms! Dim-wits!" Griffin roared. I stumbled out of Michael's grip only to find myself in Cleo's.
"Lydia, what's going on?" Cleo had never been so confused before. It haunted me to see her in such distress.
"Get into my room." I grabbed her wrist and snatched Michael's along with it. I lead them into my room. Adwin shoved Svana in hers before racing to his. I shoved Cleo under the small cot and then Michael hid under the thin blanket that was on the floor next to the bed. It would have to do.
I turned to see as the wall-door opened, with the two annoyingly familiar guard, but Fin was not with them this time.
"Look at my favorite three freaks in this entire world." Blondie said. I'd let Cleo kill him. I probably was going to take Cleo all her will power nor to come out from beneath the cot.
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The Plague of the Immune
Science FictionShe slept for a few months, the world changed in years. Lydia didn't know that the slowly spreading plague would take her away from her family or from her freedom. They are the future, the ones who will lead the next generation and find the cure. L...
