Crescent Moon: The Peculiars [MOON SERIES #1]

CHAPTER 1

Section 1

The one who is different
shall be cherished

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Someone's POV:

In an obscure place nearby the city with flashing lights and bright streets, there's a gloomy place where normal and not so normal people live.

People with peculiarities.

As the sun sets and the skies turn pitch black, the moon shines brightly as it can. Alley dogs start barking and the gloomy alleys start to get more mysterious and dark.

*runs*

*panics*

"Why are they after me?" someone asked with consecutive heavy breathing.

*hides behind a pile of trash bags*

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Three men in long black suits stood in the middle of the dark gloomy alley, looking for something.

The kid started to cry- unfortunately, one of the men heard the child's cries. One of the three men with a very suspicious look kicked the trash bags. As they saw what they've been looking for, a mischievous looking guy single-handedly carried the kid on the neck trying to choke her to death with his muscular hand.

The kid cries out for help as the rain continues to fall, "I can't breathe, please let me go. What have I done to all of you?" the kid asked begging the men to let her go.

The little kid's tears flow down to her cheeks like a river. Since she's scared and baffled there's nothing she can do but to ask for mercy.

"The problem is that you were born and our job is to eliminate creatures like you." the guy who's single-handedly carrying the kid stiffly replied.

"Please, Sir. let me go, I beg of you. " the child continues to beg for mercy asking if they can set her free without harm.

They ignored her and the man's grip on the young lady's neck tightens.

*the child coughs*

*silence*

"I- I -I can-can't breath, pl-please le-let me go." the child begs for the last time. The child stopped talking and as the huntsmen observed silence they drop the child like a lump of dead meat on the cold empty ground and said, "Our work here is done." one of the huntsmen arrogantly said once he confirmed the girl isn't breathing.

The three mischievous men took about five to nine consecutive steps before something anomalous occurred.

"Stop!" someone shouted

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"Face me!" a very familiar voice ordering to the three men was heard.

The three huntsmen faced behind their backs unwillingly. They were appalled and frightened of what they witnessed.

The little girl they thought they've already killed was standing straight right in front of them crying with her eyes reflecting the light of the moon.

"Kneel!" The girl commanded the huntsmen.

The huntsmen were forced to kneel unwillingly and faced a terrifying scene.