Shadows swarmed around in the darkness, looming over a tourchured body, its limbs bruised, eyes shut, and blood dripping from the mouth.
"Well," a sudden voice broke the confused silence. "Another victim. Inspect the boy before bringing him to me. Reminder that we are looking for a special group, and a special species. Any other type of unessicary clues, mentions, death, ect. will be punishable. We need to get these teenagers ASAP. Understood?" The commander narrowed her eyes.
"Yes ma'am!" The shadows responded in unison, mostly in shock of the sudden asumption that the gender of the unconsious body was a male. The shadows formed into 3-d figures, still pitch black, grabbing the body's limbs. They dragged him into anither unit, now lighter.
The Commander slid slyly back into her dark office, taking a sharp blade and running it around her fingers. "You where supposed to be DEAD!" She snareled, jabbing the knife into her desk. The Commander grinned, a snicker rising from her throat. "Living isn't much of a save, although. It just keeps your blood rushing through your hybrid body. You'll want to die after what I have in store."
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Soaring Above
Science FictionJoin Elisa -- a teenager who discovered a few features -- As she proves her strength and courage with a group of rebellious Flyers to save the world.
