Everything was perfect, until a disease came around that gave ordinary people supernatural powers. The Mutants, as they were called, were feared by the public. The Government, trying to protect the general population, set up an elite group to eliminate the Mutants, known as the Force. Neira thought she was just like everybody else, just normal; but she was wrong, so hopelessly wrong.

*Marauders Era HP FanFic* "They-they can't know, not now, not ever." I frantically whispered under my breath. "They deserve to know Monica!"He screamed at me. Dread and fear were taking over my body and I didn't know what to do. "No! That's it. I can't do this anymore!" I yelled, while throwing my hands in the air in frustration."Do what?" He asked, genuinely concerned. "This." I said firmly, tears threatening to spill over. "So, what are you saying?" He asked, coming closer to me. He was shaking and the scars on my arms were illuminating. I couldn't do this anymore. "Goodbye, Not 'I'll see you later', I'm not coming back. And that's a promise."

"Number, 1500 your turn" She never had a name. To the Republic of Armos she was, Oddity #1500. She was taken from her family at a young age because she was different. Her parents believe her dead, she would be better off dead

Lillian could sense the power coursing through her, but why her? Why now?She was just a circus performer.