Over one hundred years ago, a group of world's best scientists gathered in New York City. Their sponsor, a hidden figure, funded them generously to experiment on humans to create an army composed of super humans. The fund was enough to get rid of any moral complications from the scientists' minds. These types of human experiments were mostly kidnapped from the harsh streets called 'Powerful' because they were given extraordinary powers. Eventually, the process was a success. However, one day, six years after the initial experiment, almost all of the Powerful escaped, and hid among society. Slowly, they spread all over the world starting families and secret societies. Apart from their powers, the Powerful were set apart from society due to their strange colored eyes and hair. This was an unintentional side effect of the Power, but it made the Powerful easier to be spotted. A government was form by the unknown sponsor. It was not dependent of the world's existing nations. Its goal to the public was to round up and euthanize the Powerful because they were too powerful to control. But they are really stove to keep the atrocities they committed secretly. New York had changed so much from what it was in the early twenty first century. Manhattan, being where the Powerful were originally from, became a kind of haven for them. Many had scattered and gone abroad but others declined to abandon their homes. The Bronx was no more. The Bronx became a city of anarchy and terror. The only people that could get through there in relative safety were Powerful. The entire city had adopted a whole slew of brand-new names. The two most usual were Vampire City or Suckersville. Only the vampires that drank fresh blood situated themselves in the city. The rest were satisfied with the country away from humans. The government build up headquarters in Manhattan to gather together the Powerful. Manhattan was not the sole location that a branch was build up. The government had built up different branches in all the hot spots where Powerful were all over the world. The government had a distinct group of people known as agents to fulfill its task. Most of the agents were normal humans, but some of them were Powerful. Numerous Powerful were forced into militaristic organization. Powerful agents were not all the time signed up by force. A few did it willingly, but their reasons were never mentioned. So far, the Government was effective at achieving its goal. Most of the Powerful left were young, fit, and brilliant. As a result, many orphans roamed street pressed into adulthood before they were even in their teens. The story of the ceaseless war between the Powerful and the government begins with her.
Beatriz ran down the streets of Manhattan at fastest speed. She looked and dressed like any other residence of New York, but her hair was light purple in color. 'Holy shit! How the hell do they keep finding me?!" she thought. Suddenly, she ran into someone, a girl named Sweetie Pie. The black-haired girl crashed to the ground as Beatriz ran into her. "What are you doing?"
Beatriz cursed under her breath and looked up at Sweetie Pie as if she condemned her for the accident. "What you want, kiddo?" All of the sudden, she heard her assailants. "Oh, damn it all. Come on!!" She grabbed Sweetie Pie's hand and ran with her up a fire escape and off a building. She spread her wings and began to fly to her present safe house. Beatriz's wings appeared like the ones that would be found in photo books of fairies. They were pellucid and had a lot of opaque designs on them. They were part of the girl's Power. Normally the didn't show, but they appeared when she was in need regardless of what she was wearing. They were not really tied up to her back.
Sweetie Pie yelped, "HEY!" as they lifted off. She swinged, wondering what was happening. Everything had happened too fast that she could not think clearly. Beatriz landed at an old warehouse at the other end of the town. She looked around the area, and then knocked about four times on the door.
"What the damn hell is it now?" a bad-tempered voice yelled. Beatriz smiled and, pulling along her reluctant companion, walked into the building.
"HEY! WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME NOW?!" Sweetie Pie struggled. She fumbled for a pair of scimitars that she all the time had strapped to her back under her clothes. It was very dangerous for a Powerful to be unarmed; therefore, mostly all of them had a weapon of some sort if their Powerful was not for fighting.
Felton, the bad-tempered occupant of the said warehouse, gave Sweetie Pie the once over. Then, he read the fright and confusion in her mind. "Hey, asshole, how about you get us some pocky and soda?" Beatriz yelled across the room.
Felton flipped her off, but he did as what he was told. "And what would the pretty Sweetie Pie, is it, like?" he asked. Felton had read the lady's name off her mind.
"I would admire some answers. Who are you really? Where the hell am I?" She scowled fiercely at him with her opaque violet eyes. They were uncapable to see, but her Power made up for it.
Felton took a quick look at Beatriz. 'You had to take her here?' He sent the thought to her, deciding it was more well-mannered than to voice this aloud.
'Only way,' she thought back.
Felton exhaled. "I'm Felton. Never mind my last name." He handed the snacks to Beatriz.
"I'm Beatriz," Beatriz said between bites. After eating up the food, she left Sweetie Pie with Felton, knowing she would be safer. She began to walk aimlessly around the town, scouring out for any risk in the area. She and Felton, like most Powerful in the town, were nomadic and moved when they sensed risk.
Back at the warehouse, Sweetie Pie carefully examine Felton, and asked, "Okay, are you any form of agent? Because, if you are, you might as well mention it now. I surely will find out sooner or later." She thought to herself, Much better sooner.'
Felton laughed immediately. "Nope, we're not, and Beatriz left you with me...sorry"
"Humph!" Sweetie Pie crossed her arms and glanced away, looking around the "house". She made strange clicking noises every now and then.
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"Excuse me!" Kyron, another Powerful of Manhattan, apologized after pushing through the crowd of busy people in efforts to get away from his pursuers. Right after making his way through the horde of people, Kyron took off in a sprint, wishing to get away from those who had been instructed to follow after him. Stealing a glimpse over his shoulder, he cursed to himself mildly, dove into the nearest passageway. For now, he had lost them. Breathing heavily, he leaned up against the wall and quickly closed his eyes. 'Where the damn hell are they coming from?! That's the fifth one already for today!' He thought to himself, he opened his eyes once again and peered out from the passageway he was currently hiding in. Kyron decided to wait until he was sure that the coast was clear already. Right after doing so, he inched his way going out from the passageway and took off in the opposing direction from which his pursuers headed in, wishing to leave then in dust, he ran as fast as his legs could take him.
"Hey!" He heard one guy yell as Kyron accidentally smacked into him.
"I'm sorry!" He called over his shoulder, but still continued on nonetheless. All his efforts to escape were successful, for now anyway. Kyron knew they would be back, that he should expect more of them. He let out a deep heavy sigh, leaned opposed to the nearest wall. 'There never ever used to be this many... They must be starting to get more earnest about 'neutralizing' us'. He thought, pertaining to the agents that were meant to knock down the Powerful ones.
All of a sudden, Beatriz ran into Kyron. "Oh, come on! What the fucking hell is this, Run into Beatriz Day?" She yelled at him.
"Oof!" Kyron moaned, stepping back some, he rubbed at his head. "You mean me?! Will run into you?! You must be kidding me, right? Excuse me; you are the one who obviously needs to watch where the hell you are going! I must remind you that you're the one who hit into me!" He insisted, screaming back at her.
Beatriz's mood switched easily. She started to smile at the other Powerful. "Fine, you could be correct about that. I don't think running into two different people in the same day is a coincidence. I'm very sorry. I'm Beatriz. Not Veatriz. It is spelled with a 'B'."
Kyron blinked. For him, this was completely confusing. The lady who hit into him, then yelled at him was now introducing herself? He didn't mind though; he just simply shook his head. "Oh, I see. It's alright. It's a pleasure to meet you Beatriz, I'm Kyron." He replied.
"It's an honor to meet you too Kyron," she replied, sticking out her hand. Kyron smiled and shook her hand.
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?