Never Moon

Never Moon

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What is a monster? This world has too many views on what it may be: "A threatening force" "an animal of strange or terrifying shape" Or it could be " a person of unnatural or extreme ugliness, deformity, wickedness, or extreme cruelty" So tell me what does it mean to be a monster? Please. I can feel it right beneath the surface of my skin. This is what I am. What I was made to be. I know no words, just emotions. Burning in my heart, echoing in my mind. I look into my soul and see only pain. I look at myself and see a monster. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ They denied their own lives. Resented the only purpose they existed in this world. And they have escaped. But these four girls are not what they seem. On the run from all they knew, the leader, the girl with the Alpha's mark, runs into an unnatural man who calls her 'mate'. By his side she feels calm, almost normal. But she's an abomination with a past catching up to her. Besides, she's just adding on to his list of problems. Her and her friends? They'll destroy the pack. Or save it.
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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