Rebellious

Society. It can be a great yet terrible thing. The Rich run it, the Poor enslaved by it. Many are discriminated by it for various reasons. Those on top are powerful and will do anything to stay powerful. They will even kill for it.

Amongst the victims of discrimination are supernaturally enabled humans.

A.K.A Supers.

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I felt terror rise in me and, as another hand pulled at the knotted fabric of the blindfold at the back of my head, I closed my eyes to stop it from brushing them. Instead, it rubbed against my eyelids and lashes before it fell to the floor.

Opening my eyes, I came face-to-face with the super that held me captive.

Or what little there was to see of him.

There was a dim light being given off by a candle somewhere nearby. More filtered in from somewhere else in the room, but not much. Combine the bad lighting with the mask he was wearing, there wasn't much to see.

Only the lower half of his face was on show, the skin tan and smooth. A strong jaw, pink lips, flared nostrils and the bottom parts of his cheeks were all I was getting off this guy. The holes where his eyes watched me taking him in were filled with shadow, so I couldn't see what colour they were. A black mask covered the rest of his face, his hair was styled and dark, blending in with the shadows around us.