Beast
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 20, 2017
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Romance
My names Xavier, I'm eighteen and I'm not normal. Since I was changed, people called me Beast because of my out of this world powers. As far as I know, I'm the only person on this earth that has the powers of a real Beast. Yes, some may be confused, some may understand. My parents abandoned me when I was eight. They left me on the streets to die but thankfully I didn't. The commander, Cade, took me in and known me as his son. Little did I know that he ran an organization, The Immortals. The title didn't mean that we're all Immortal but we were his experiments to work with to become unique. I'm one out of five experiments that were the most successful. With my strength, my agility, my reflexes, I'm the beast in human form. But there's a girl who has a necklace and inside holds more power than I will ever have. Inside is the real extreme beast that's waiting to be consumed and let out his power. My job is to protect her with my all and that's what I'm gonna do, but what I didn't know, is what the girl would make me feel. Make me feel my weakness...emotion.
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What's not enough for one, too much for three, and just right for two? A secret. But you know teenagers. We tend to break or bend the rules. In this case, three is just right for the secret that these highschoolers hold. Facit autem virtus nostra nos. Our power makes us one. "So, what am I?" "We, we don't know. We're still trying to figure that out." And with that, he got up and left the room. Swirling his coat behind him, leaving us to deal with this information. I felt as if I had just been slapped directly in the face with a frying pan. What do you mean you don't know what I am? As if I'm some sort of alien creature or something that's going extinct. I'm not a creature to be classified. Yet that was how I felt.

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