Alagretto's POV
In every situation, there's always a good side, and bad side. Or that's what our minds think. Maybe everyone's a bad guy, or everyone's the good guy. Just think of what the other person's view point in an argument, and what they think, and reasons they think what they know is right. It changes people, making one aware of their surroundings, and what they're trying to prove. The same goes, as you can't judge someone. They could surprise you. People do things because they fear if they don't, then something bad would happen to them. Possibly death even. Half of the actions done everyday by mankind are from fear. This comes down to the question: Is anyone even being themselves? There are six people like this. They can't even be counted human. They have a human soul, and heart, maybe even mind, but they aren't human. They were made by man, doing the ultimate taboo of scientists. But since they aren't human, they don't count. But there is one man who counts. Solely, who came up with the idea, and created these inhuman beings, committing the taboo, and not even caring that he did, because he was himself. That man, he was the man behind all of this. This was the man who started the
I stole a notebook of Riza's and of all the things, this was the only thing legible, and in English, yet the last word was missing. 'The' wasn't usually a word that ended a sentence.
"S...T...F..." I say, as I take a blue pen, writing in the missing word, putting the notebook back by Riza's others who was sleeping by locking herself 'apparently' in the bathroom. We had landed, but Riza told us it was no use looking after Aly.
I went back to the row of seats I made my 'bed', and laid down, thinking about what Riza wrote. Certainly a girl like her; timid, short tempered, couldn't be that smart, wise, and write like that.
I heard the door to the plane open, and turned to see who it was. Riza, carrying Aly. I quickly glanced back to the bathroom. Cleo walked out, holding a shwiney diamond. She probably went into her shwiney world.
"Riza where did-"
"I told you. No use to find Aly, because I had everything under control. Now go back to bed."
For once I was happily to agree. We were back together, all of us, and Riza had control. We were the STF.
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The S.T.F. Files, Book 1: S.T.F.
Aléatoire***UNEDITED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*** 6 kids The government Several Murderers And the fight for survival This is the Specially Talented Force Riza never wanted any of this. She just wanted a life different from the one she has now. Aly wanted a...
