Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Runaways

     No one can truly know your situation like yourself, Mike thought glumly. Unless they just so happen to be going through the exact same thing.
     The four sixteen-year-olds, Alanis, her cousing Danny, Mike, and Grayson, along with Danny's three-year-old sister, Daegan, were running way. There was know way of knowing if they would ever be going back, but the five Changlings didn't really care all that much.
     They were aliens, almost literaly, to the rest of their hometown, despite being born and raised there.They were the puzzle piece that didn't fit, they were Changlings, humans that had an alien core, and therefore, alien powers.
     Which brings us to here, a dingy little motel room, where the runaways stared at the television screen in varying degrees of shock and horror.
'Five Children Missing, Alien Involvment Susspected.'
     And the date, August 2nd, 2096, stamped in black letering on a red banner below.
     "This," said Mike, "sucks big time." She was staring at her on face looking back at her on the screen, her name boldly proclaimed, 'Michelle Bault, 16'.
     The rest of them nodded in agreement.
     "We'll be fine, Mike." Danny assured her. "We always are."

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