Story cover for The Special Ones by TheAmazingMe321
The Special Ones
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    Parts 4
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    Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2016
Mature
Nine kids are on the run, from monsters with wicked claws and sharp teeth. These kids were mutated and tested on in a Government facility that they called the Lab. The Lab wanted to use them as human weapons. But they escape from the Lab and the scientists that they call the White Coats. The White Coats and military nuts created other mutant children to defeat these kids, the Chasers-the scientists named them- were horrific. They were tall and looked like normal people at first, but when they noticed the Special Ones, they transformed into horrific creatures with wicked claws and sharp teeth and super speed and super strength.

(I give credit to @sk8tergirl0806 for the title. Go check her out! She's cool!)
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My lungs and muscles burned. Everything in my body begging me to stop but I had to keep moving. I had to get away. I rather die than go back to that lab but this building was a maze! Never ending hallways and big metal sliding doors that you see in space movies. All I could hear was the patter of my bare feet, heavy breathing, and my heart beating in my ears. "Hey!!! Stop her! Whatever you do, do NOT let her get away!!" A man yelled after me but I couldn't look back. Even as I heard the whoosh of metal doors opening and the thudding of boots chasing after me.