PROLOGUE

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         Let’s start at the beginning... It was mid spring, around summer time. A village far in the forest, a little house stands. As the son of a martial arts master, I can get myself into lots of trouble...

Anyways, long story short, I get yelled at for being a "hot-head" and sucker punched a kid in my karate class. For the record: he started it. Is it right for a teacher to yell at a student like the world is going to end or something? Not right? Sadly, he can when they are related... He is my "father". That’s where it sucks.

I never told you who I am, have I? Sorry, my name is Yuki Crest (no I’m not Japanese… I don’t think I’m not...) I'm sixteen, have black hair, brown eyes, and I stand at 4 feet 9 inches. Yeah, I’m short. To tell the truth, I never wanted to fight. I mean. I hate hurting people. I know what you’re thinking... a) "that’s so sweet" or b) "sissy". Father said b, so if you said b, you're not alone. I have to take the class anyways, but this story isn’t about me (kind of) it's about how I met them, the Just Unique. The Just Unique Group-this group is made up of a bunch of kids with special abilities. You never see them because they are in hiding. They hide from sector 8. Sector 8 is psycho-obsessed lunatics that just won’t leave them alone. If you don’t understand what I'm talking about, that is good. It’s hard to get what’s going on, but you will understand soon. Now, where should I begin?......

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