In a world where a manmade chemical called Irodize exists. People are granted powers far beyond imagination with just one injection.

A man with dark brown hair and azure eyes watched transfixed as fire hovered over his open palm.

"Dustin."

Dustin closed his hand extinguishing the fire. He glanced up. "It works. Call the others, Shelby."

Those who are injected are no longer considered humans, but war machines and are feared by many.

"They are no longer human," A news reporter stated, "but monsters. They care for no one and kill without hesitation if told to."

But even the chemical had a downfall that no one predicted. If not injected into the host's veins after a certain amount time the body would go through withdrawal and slowly the person would die a painful death as their organs shut down one by one.

A man lay on top of an experimentation table. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead as his body convulsed. The leather straps pinning his body kept him from thrashing. He groaned in pain as his body felt like it was limbo between burning and freezing. "Help me." He whispered weakly at the woman standing next to him looking at him.

"I'm trying." She blinked back tears looking away. The man on the bed was one of the first to be injected with Irodize, but after two weeks the side effects began to show and no one knew how to stop it.

It wasn't until countless deaths of the people who volunteered did they figure out that one had to constantly inject the chemical into the host's veins to keep them alive. The chemical became a drug that was needed in order for them to live.

Then those who had Irodize injected into them began to procreate and a different outcome was discovered. Their offspring were born with Irodize already flowing through their veins and so their powers were permanent. Many gave their children up for experimentation, while others hid theirs. And so the hidden children began to be hunted down and experimented on…

"Your mission is to retrieve the subject Rachel Berry and bring her back here by her eighteenth birthday."

Sam Evans never failed at a mission, he was part of the Elite and the left hand man to Shelby Corcoran, one of the strongest and most influential woman in the private sector when it came to making war machines. He did what he was told, not caring what would happen to those he had to retrieve and moved on to his next assignment as if it were nothing. He was trained against receiving and dealing torture, he knew the art of manipulation and seduction. Ideally Sam was trained to expect the unexpected, but no amount of training had prepared him for his next assignment. Rachel Berry, the girl who will turn his life upside down and would damn all consequences to keep safe.

Sam watched silently as Rachel's hand touched his wound. A light glow began to emit from her palm and he felt warmth surround his wound lessening the stinging pain. It wasn't long before the glow died out and Rachel removed her hand. Sam looked at his wound to see the flesh had closed and there was no pain. All that was felt was dry blood.

"How are you feeling?" Rachel asked worried. "Better?"

"Yes." Sam held her gaze. He knew she was special. She was like him, but he had no idea what her power was until now. Doubts about taking her back to headquarters where Shelby waited for them began to plague him. She was the first assignment to actually make him pause and think about what he's going to do and what consequences lay ahead for her if he carried on the assignment. She would no longer be pure and that thought in itself irked him. "No matter what happens don't ever change."

Rachel looked at him confused. "Why would I change?"

Remember your mortality.

"We can never become Gods."

"What makes you so sure? By simply having powers we are above mere mortals."

"You're wrong, that only makes us mortals with power. We can never become Gods because we lack the one trait that differentiates them from us."

"And what's that?" He growled glaring at his former partner.

"Immortality."

Momento Mori

AN: This is simply a trailer/teaser for my future fic Momento Mori. (I've always wanted to do one of these since a lot of Troypay HSM fics I used to read had this in the beginning of their fics and I thought it was cool! =D) I've had this finished for a few months already, but I have now decided to post it. It won't be the next fic I'm going to work on because I have already decided which two will come next and talked it over with my beta. It probably won't be until late this year or next year when I will come back for this one. But I want to know if you're interested so I can keep this up or drop the whole fic entirely. Please review and tell me what you think.