This story is about people that have special abilities - but they are being killed off. Can they stop the people that are killing them before they are all gone? Will they be able to protect what they were born to protect? This story revolves around dialogue. There is a lot of dialogue. I wrote about half this story a while ago on my computer. I just found it and decided to share it. I will finish this story.

There is little left of humanity after the nuclear war happened back in 2055. But that was nearly a hundred and fifty years ago. Now, the world is recovering but things have... changed. Not just things, but people too. Most were killed by the radiation, yes. But there were some who took in the energy as if their life depended on it. These people are what we now call, Evolved. They have developed gifts and abilities from the radiation. Not quite super powers, but still, pretty awesome. Not just have the people gained new abilities, but the government is more strict about, well, everything. You can only marry within your number, treat people with a higher number than you with more respect, earn a living based off your number, blah bla blah bla blah. On and on and on. Your number is how Evolved you are. We all get one the moment we are born based on our chemical makeup. I just wish I knew what mine was... READ EVOLUTION TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS!