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**WARNING** MATURE CONTENT DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. THANK YOU. Set in a world where Superpowers are more common than not. Yet only a hand full are powerful enough to be called a Super. Nathan Murdock was born powerless. His parents were killed by a criminal right in front of him when he was only 7 leaving his 15 year old sister to take care of him. Nathan shortly after his parents were murdered in cold blood was diagnosed with PTSD, Anxiety, and IED. His PTSD and IED often trigger making him explode with anger. for the past 10 years him and his sister have helped him learn to better control that rage he feels. Nathan's sister Sara dropped out of school and started working to take care of Nathan shortly after their parents death. Sara like their mother has powers. Although they are much stronger than that of her mothers. While their father powerless exactly like Nathan. Sara gets recruited by the Powers division of the government and was placed in New york as one of their seven primary supers. During a fight between her and Billy Bronze Sara was on the loosing end of their fight. That was until the powerless Nathan showed up and severely wounded him... but not before he kills Nathan. Shortly after Nathan's death as Sara Held him in her arms cold and lifeless. She was surrounded by men in black combat suits. They seemed to appear out of thin air with an invisibility power. Just as she noticed them she saw black. Not only from exhaustion, but also because they had hit her with a extremely high dose tranq which knocked her out for hours. Nathan woke up with a gasp. He looked around and noticed to tables on either side of him. One with 26 syringes filled with 200 cc's of some kind of pitch black liquid. The other had surgical tools laid out on it and next to the tools was a glass box with what looked to be a microchip with nano wires protruding from it. Then Nathan heard a voice... "Hello... Son."

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Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….

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