In the year 2059 fifty people went missing only for their mutated bodies to be found 8 years later. Again in 2069 fifty people were abducted and their bodies found once again mutated and bloody. The strange thing is all the bodies are set up the same way, every time. Fifty people go missing every nine years now and slowly the earth is becoming a place fuelled by fear. I will warn you once and only once. We are not alone. Now everyone is terrified they might be next or the abductions might become more frequent but they never do. There seems to be no pattern of who is taken rich people, poor people, children, babies, elders anyone could be next. No one dares to leave their homes but the gimangi they are our soldiers and my family. We supply everyone with food. And the strange thing is a gimangi has never been taken. The darkness is slowly creeping over our world poisoning anything in its path. This is the suffering.

How would you feel if you were the outcast, the weirdo, the freak. Rejected and shunned by your friends family and society. Meet Parker, ever since she was a child she was the weird one, the one that never fit in. Little does she know she isn't alone. She's not the only strange one, not the only freak. And the "normal ones" better watch out , because once the freaks come together, nothing will ever be "normal" again.

"I felt the ground leave my feet and the wind blow through my hair as an amazing feeling filled me, I was doing it, I was finally flying." Being a teenage girl has never been easy, especially when you're painfully normal. Faith has always felt as though something was missing in her life, something she craved. She craved to be free, to no longer be boring plain old Faith, she knew that she was destined to be more. What Faith didn't know was how she would accomplish that. "It's awfully hard to fly when it feels like the whole world is pulling you down"