We ran along side the freeway unnoticed by passers by as we flicked our wrists at Quadrant seven. Also known as the Illegals. These "Illegals" we're known to practice very dark Magic. They tortured and killed and stole. Me and my quadrant Quadrant Five were the elites. We were what you may refer to as the Protectors. We protected the unknowing human world from cowards as these.All Rights Reserved