"What do you mean you lost him!" His strength putting a clear and deep dent in the steel table.
"I-I'm sorry sir but we suffered heavy casualties and this guys power was incredible, I was lucky to have made it out alive as I did," pleads the wounded solider flinching in pain every few seconds as he spoke.
"No your not" growls the inhumanly strong man, standing up slowly as the soldier looks at him full of fear
"P-Pardon me sir. C-Can you repeat?"
"You aren't lucky at all!" The man explodes "in fact you are rather unfortunate that you weren't put out of you misery back in that backwater town where you failed to capture the two Deviant extremists!" He pauses
"Why would that be sir?" Whimpers the soldier shaking while the strong man lifts him up so they can see eye to eye
"Because it would have been quick" the man whispers. The soldiers screams we're heard throughout the entire fort as well as the man exclaiming "send in the deviant special ops,"
Hi, sorry for the short chapter, I'm kinda running low on ideas as of now, but I promise I'll pick up the pace as soon as I have some good ideas!
Have a great idea for the future of the story? Or maybe a character idea? Well than lemme hear it! PM me or put it the comments and if it's good enough I might even put it in the book! I'd love to hear your ideas!
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Deviant
ActionWhen 16 year old, Caz wakes up in a crater in the ruined mass of steel that used to be New York, with the only trace of an identity lying on the dog-tags on his chest, he is thrust into a world of loss, death, courage and hidden talents. Can he over...
