The Shifters

The Shifters

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Everything was loud, crashes and explosions... and screaming. Everywhere. I was only a little child. I never knew that it was the end of my world as I knew it. "Grab Taegyn! Hurry!" I heard my father screaming. I had never heard him so panicked before. Granted, I was just a toddler, but I still had a pretty firm grasp of what was happening usually. I started bawling, curling up into the fetal position, hoping that it would make everything stop. "Daddy!" I sobbed loudly. "Make it stop!" My mother swooped down, grabbing me tightly as I flailed around. I heard the soilders' voice outside the house and I screamed louder. "Honey!" My father yelled again. My mother grabbed my sister and dumped us into the bomb shelter, slamming the door shut and locking it. My sister, Aspen, who was only a year and a half older than me at the time, covered my mouth as I started to hiccup. The explosions gradually stopped, but were then replaced by my mother's screaming. Then, even that stopped. The shelter's hatch opened and two soldiers were standing in front of us. One grabbed me, and the other grabbed Aspen. They were... gentle with us. As if we were fragile. The last thing I saw before I passed out in fear was my dead mother and my beaten father. *** Now, I was seventeen, going on eighteen, working for the Galehards in the middle of the wastelands. Thats when I realized how massively screwed I was working with these people. I left. I left Aspen, I left Haven... in search of a better cause. And thats when I found them. The Shifters.
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I stood there leaning against the door for a second. Then screams reached my ear. I looked to where it came from and saw a girl at the other end of the hall laying on the ground with a gaping hole in her stomach. Three other students had ripped away at the girl's insides and were chewing it up. One paused for a second and looked up at me. He stood up and I panicked. I knew him. He was in my chorus class. August was his name. He had blond, curly hair, blue eyes, and was probably the tallest person in the entire school. August opened his now bloody mouth and let out a screech that sent chills down my spine. He leaped over the other two cannibals and the now dead girl and broke into a sprint. As soon as he leaped I had also started running. I made it out of the 300 hall and hid behind the vending machine that stood at the entrance of the hall. Seconds later, August was standing just inches from me. He looked around and I stayed as quiet and still as I possibly could. I didn't even breathe. After what seemed like years of waiting, August turned back toward the dead girl and walked out if sight. I stayed where I was for a little bit longer until my lungs demanded I start breathing again. Directly in front of me was the library and cafeteria. To the right of the cafeteria was the auditorium and the music hall. "If I could just make it to the chorus room maybe I'll find some of my friends," I thought to myself. I was about to take my first step when I looked down at my shoes. They were brand new and when I walked, they squeaked. I took my shoes off as quietly as I could. I had my Captain America socks on and I knew I'd have to take those off as well. I just couldn't risk slipping. Once my feet were bare I took off in a quiet sprint towards the music hall. How awesome is that cover though!? Lol my dad made it.

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