Revenge Angels
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7 kids with indescribable powers are discovered and taken by theU.S government to be experimented to be used as weapons in the upcoming war. June, Dylan, Kyle, Rachel, Felicia, Hunter, and May must find a way to break out of the prison camp, control their powers, and overthrow the cruel government, all while trying to prove to the public that they are the heroes.
Will they be able to do it? Can they ignore the overwhelming thought of always being on the run? Or will they all be drowned by their secrets?
7 different minds suffering through the same torture. Will they make it out alive?
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Dylan:
"You're a shapeshifter! Look at you! How could you make me feel this way when you aren't normal!"
"I'm sorry ok?! I'm sorry I couldn't control the pain anymore, I'm sorry for not being good enough, but you know what? I like being different, I like being strong, and I love being dangerous."
I walked away, leaving him in complete confusion. At least I thought I did, before I could board the ship I felt his hands move securely to my waist.
"It's not the fact that you're different Dylan, it's that you're fine with leaving me. You could die." He whispered
"But it's what I have to do."
"Then it's what I'm going to go through with you." He said before smashing his lips onto mine. I felt like a new woman. His hands tightened at my waist causing me to gasp, giving him a chance to let him search my mouth. I moan in pleasure before pulling away, causing him to groan.
"Let's go save to world."
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