Chapter 1

There is a term for people in world that are different than others, Gifted, but I felt always felt that the term was too kind to what it really was. Sure some people were 'gifted', they could breathe underwater or talk to animal, those people had gifts, but then there were the people that were too gifted to be called gifted. They could do things that were too dangerous.

The world I left was tiring to drag me back, sure I use to be a killer, but I didn't really give a shit about their problems, being a seventeen year old hormonal teenager, well... sort of, and I had too many issues of my own to care much about the world's problems. Now the council was making all their problem my own.