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I stopped at the corner and James bumped into me. The impact almost made me fall over, straight into the guards view, but luckily James caught me before I did. "What are you doing?" he hissed in my ear. "Saving our lives. " I said then pushed him into an open cell and closed it slightly so that it looked like it was locked. "Sit down and make it look like you're miserable. " I ordered him. "I am miserable. " he grumbled back. The voices were getting closer, and I could hear foot steps approaching. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- In a war between humans and mutants, two teenagers are captured and taken in to be prisoners of the war. However, Mackenzie and James manage to escape from the prison and land up in a different world altogether. It could be their safe haven, or it could be a death trap.
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I felt myself staring at the boy. New...? Is that what the others said? But... he didn't look like a newborn, in fact, he looked 16... couldn't have been born yesterday, right? I sat there confused, staring in his direction. He was drawing, a notebook placed in his lap as his pencil gently scratched against the paper. It was then, a certain smell hit my nose. I sniffed the air softly, trying not to pull too much attention towards myself. My eyes flickering around as I tried to determine where they were. One of my kind is nearby... a demon...? An Astra in this school? But... why? I closed my eyes tightly, rubbing my temples gently as I tried to think over the entire class talking and making noise. I have to find the other one of my kind... I want to know why they're here... What would they be doing here...? Astra's don't come up to the surface at all. --- Nova is an Astra demon, a monster is what some would say. His species is emotionless- other than him, of course. He's known as 'defective,' where he actually HAS emotions. Though, they're strong, too strong for him to control. He ran away from the underground, not wanting to live in Hell any longer than he had to. More specifically, the 1st layer. So now he's known as a 'Rogue,' since he's the only Astra left on the surface. But what happens when he meets Ara? Another one of his kind? [WARNING: Torture, Depression, Blood and Gore, Violence] {Possible Trigger Warning?}

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