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They called me FIVE

**READ ME** THIS BOOK WILL BE UNDER REVISION. ******* My name? Lance Augustus Age? 15 Nickname? Five. Why they call me that? Because the mark tells us so. _________________________________ "Don't be stupid, steer out of trouble, and whatever happens, stay alive." I really don't know why Dad always repeat those words to me everyday. I take heed of his words. Play by his rules, never dared to go against him except if it's extremely necessary. He's all that I need to get by. Our life was ordinary. Everything was perfectly fine, perfectly normal, just an everyday routine we get used to live. But then this guy calling himself 'The Seeker' came... And he start making a mess out of my life. He said I have powers. - Who believe that crap? He said I have extraordinary abilities. - Cool! I want to be Superman. He said I was chosen. - Who? The god of newbie bullies? The mark of five imprinted deep into my skin proves that I am one of the TWELVE. - You sure it's not a tattoo? I firmly believe it's a tattoo. I never believe him. I drove him out. I did not listen. I wish I did. Maybe he could have help me. Maybe he could have save me from the trouble of falling right into their trap. I know nothing. Because of my stubbornness I lost everything. So now I'm all alone. But she stretch her hand to me. She gave me hope. She invited me to come. And I did. So our search began. For the remaining TEN. ___________________________________

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see through

You will be found. You will be saved. Just hear me now. I felt the same. You will be broken. But never to pieces. He approach. Curious where the projection is coming from. His eyes wander to the dark corridors that resemble to a dark apartment building. He did not found the source. His hand ran down to the cool metal surface of the elevator. At his touch the projection did not broke a section. It was still there. Covered by his hand.

Which means the projection must have come from the elevator itself. Not from any projection somewhere in the hall. Well, isn't this new? Lucien thought.

At the left a section retracts back. A metal click and a scanner came out.

"What number?" The voice rang out from the scanner. A robotic program voice of a woman.

"Uhhh.... Two?"

"Key number" the voice corrected. He check his own key. Those guys stashed their keys inside this baggy pouch. He figured the leader has it. Sam wasn't wrong.

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