MasqueradeNX
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Chapter 1:
I never wanted it like this, always running never staying in the one place. The war has started and we all know it. There is only six of us left now, but before there was hundreds. Only few were strong enough to survive, this insanity. I alone am a part of this few, as well as my brother and our four friends. We stuck together when it started and now I fear we are the only ones, who are like left, stuck with this power this default in all our systems. They called us bekko; one simple word meaning different. If they even knew what being different did to us, they may be sympathetic. They don’t understand, thinking we are a danger to them all. Hunting us all down, one by one, until there is none of us left to live on in the others place. It hurts like hell sometimes, knowing that out there somewhere there are kids like us, dying, suffering in pain from these times. I would have given up a long time ago if it wasn’t for my brother, Damin.
He keeps us all strong, pushing us forward so we can move on. He told us never to give up, to keep fighting with all we have, that we can make it through this. I will always believe in him, he is our leader and without him we wouldn’t be here today.
“Shh... everyone hurry up” Damin whispered from a few metres a head, I not too far behind him. Behind me the rest of the group trailed along slowly, making little sound as if we were elite assassins on a top secret mission of some kind. We were not though were just a bunch of kids running from a threat that can never really be seen or heard.
I looked above as a flash of red scattered through the trees, at a speed no normal mind could keep up with. He skipped along the trees without a seconds notice. I didn’t even realised I had stopped, until a small hand grabbed hold of my arm.
“Zenji,” she whispered. “Why did you stop? Damin said to hurry up.”
“I don’t know Nyki, something caught my eye.” I told her before making my way forward again. Damin is out of sight now, he moves faster than any normal person. That’s his power, which is what makes him a bekko. He can go so fast sometimes, when he doesn’t pay attention to what he is doing. I would have only run a metre while he would have already ran a kilometre, but he knows we are behind him, so he should slow down soon.
That’s when I heard it, a shot that force all movement to stop. I stood there, my heart racing as I looked around, trying to pick where it came from. The shot from a sniper rifle, the sound we all knew of. They couldn’t have caught up yet, that would just be impossible. I didn’t even think we left any tracks for them to follow. The sound rang through the air a second time, making my heart stop. Damin. My mind shut down and I ran forward, push hard with every step. It can’t be, he wouldn’t get... It just can’t happen.
I never wanted it like this, always running never staying in the one place. The war has started and we all know it. There is only six of us left now, but before there was hundreds. Only few were strong enough to survive, this insanity. I alone am a part of this few, as well as my brother and our four friends. We stuck together when it started and now I fear we are the only ones, who are like left, stuck with this power this default in all our systems. They called us bekko; one simple word meaning different. If they even knew what being different did to us, they may be sympathetic. They don’t understand, thinking we are a danger to them all. Hunting us all down, one by one, until there is none of us left to live on in the others place. It hurts like hell sometimes, knowing that out there somewhere there are kids like us, dying, suffering in pain from these times. I would have given up a long time ago if it wasn’t for my brother, Damin.
He keeps us all strong, pushing us forward so we can move on. He told us never to give up, to keep fighting with all we have, that we can make it through this. I will always believe in him, he is our leader and without him we wouldn’t be here today.
“Shh... everyone hurry up” Damin whispered from a few metres a head, I not too far behind him. Behind me the rest of the group trailed along slowly, making little sound as if we were elite assassins on a top secret mission of some kind. We were not though were just a bunch of kids running from a threat that can never really be seen or heard.
I looked above as a flash of red scattered through the trees, at a speed no normal mind could keep up with. He skipped along the trees without a seconds notice. I didn’t even realised I had stopped, until a small hand grabbed hold of my arm.
“Zenji,” she whispered. “Why did you stop? Damin said to hurry up.”
“I don’t know Nyki, something caught my eye.” I told her before making my way forward again. Damin is out of sight now, he moves faster than any normal person. That’s his power, which is what makes him a bekko. He can go so fast sometimes, when he doesn’t pay attention to what he is doing. I would have only run a metre while he would have already ran a kilometre, but he knows we are behind him, so he should slow down soon.
That’s when I heard it, a shot that force all movement to stop. I stood there, my heart racing as I looked around, trying to pick where it came from. The shot from a sniper rifle, the sound we all knew of. They couldn’t have caught up yet, that would just be impossible. I didn’t even think we left any tracks for them to follow. The sound rang through the air a second time, making my heart stop. Damin. My mind shut down and I ran forward, push hard with every step. It can’t be, he wouldn’t get... It just can’t happen.
