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Fantasy The Choosen Few

EccentricFantasy

The mind is a fearsome thing, don't tread on it.
Yet the day they were found was the day their downfall began. The purge of all of the 'Empowered' The genetically incorrect beings with powers of simple, yet affective use. They are nothing to ordinary people. Now the humans put them into cages to be studied and are still hunting the few in hiding. Then there is the rebellion. The few who use their powers to help the others out and increase their numbers. Will you be one?


Rules:



-No Godmoding



-No OP



-Romance is allowed, but fade to black before it get's to far
 
((@ThisUserIsBlocked @Thief Of Hope Shall we?))


It had been a long and boring day. The air was crisp and scented with blood. Marcus walked through the city were the latest batch of Enpowered's were killed. That brought them down to only a few. He looked at the blood stained stone and began to cry. He wiped his tears and looked around. He saw that no one was around, so he yelled "All Empowered that are left, come out! I am Marcus, leader of the rebellion!" Marcus waited, they would come out, for fear of being left alone in this god forsaken place
 
Valeria heard a call and looked down to the ground where the man stood. He didn't look like he meant her any harm, but then again neither did any of the others. She tightened her grip on the knife, making sure the one she kept hidden in a sheath against her leg was still there and ready to use, if necessary. Staring at her target she swiftly jumped down and grabbed the caller named Marcus. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her knife pressed against his throat.
 

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