I looked up at the sky hurriedly as I ran down the crowded street. I could feel the rain that seemed to weight the clouds down and press them down seemingly on top of me. I ran as fast as I could away from home. I couldn't turn back and go home. To some people it may seem as though a small scuffle with their family would seem like a small matter, but as I pushed my body harder I knew they were wrong. If they lived in my family they were. My family was different, I think that's the best way to put it. We're all different, a couple of us have super hearing and other animalistic talents, but me, no, Oh no! I had to be cursed with the ability to.. umm well easiest way to put it is… I'm part animal.

I'm not really sure how it started because I can only remember when I came to in our little house. I knew I had no parents, that's the only thing I remember. A lot of kids would be like "Oh yeah, no parents, lets party!" yeaah not me I know better.

But before I get all caught up in my little lecture, I'll tell you how all this got started in the first place. At least what we've pieced together so far.

We know that:

1. We were genetically altered.

2. We're not the only ones.

3. We're not related.

And

4. We have to live the best we can.

Not much but it's the only thing we have to grip on to. There were 7 of us, luck 7. Not. We were anything but lucky and if anything I'm going to tell you in this story sinks in, you'll realize that.

First of all, I'm Ransom, I know weird name but it kinda fits. Our lifestyle's kind of screwed up and illegal sometimes. (probably not a good thing to admit) But, its how we survive. Ok first I'll describe me. Around 6 foot. I know I'm tall but I'm almost a midget compared to my… umm… group. (something to do with genetical altering I'm guessing) but anyway… I have longish dark brown hair that comes down over my shoulders, it's curly sometimes and sometimes not. I have grey eyes, a semi-pointy noise and (to my dislike) kind of large heart shaped lips. My face seems to be pretty just because my features are in the right place but I'm guessing the scientists or freaks who screwed with my-our DNA probably did something with my genes too since all of us are average-stunningly pretty. Most people would say I'm extremely head-strong or single-minded but with the group I'm just a little bit more pigheaded than the rest.

OK. Enough about me this is our story and where it begins.

Welcome to my world.