Underground

Underground

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It's been a year since terrorists used Magic to destroy the Empire State Building. A year since the world discovered Magicians exist. A year since we had to go into hiding. These days, anyone revealed as a Magician is beaten, imprisoned, or killed. After starting a new life with my uncle, my only goal is to avoid getting discovered. I don't plan on joining the fight for Magician equality. Just like I don't plan on saving a mysterious stranger from my old life. And I certainly don't plan on winding up in the middle of another Magical terrorist plot. Unfortunately, nobody seems to care about my plans. And the more I try to live an ordinary life, the more I seem to find myself in extraordinary danger. ---- Thanks so much to @AmaraAodhfin for the great cover!
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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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