The Values of A Different Kind

by Insufficient Nightmares

"Our kind isn't safe, not really. Because no matter what, they will hunt us. They don't care that we're different. They see us as mutants, freaks of nature, abnormal. Therefore they will stop at nothing to hunt us. And when, not if, they find our weakness, we will all surely fall." Give it a try, please.

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: You make me cry doing this every time I write something new :( I don't own this perfection.

Sorry if you get a little confused~

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I sit with my back pressed against the back of the cage, staring fearfully in front of me.

'Stop it!' I scream at them, the only sounds passing through my mouth being growls and whimpers. Their hands hold the pole, armed with a wire collar that tightens when they pull a trigger mechanism, close, forcing it around my neck and my muscles lock up, the skin around my throat tightening, choking me. They yank and pull, dragging me from my cage.

Their hands close around my body shoving and pushing me down as they force my mouth shut with a muzzle.

'Bastards!' I scream louder, bucking and kicking my body as I try unsuccessfully to shift back. 'Stop it!'

The prick of a needle makes me whimper, I've always hated those damned things, before I'm struggling to keep my eyes open. I lasted longer than most, I hear them say, but the sedative is obviously working because my legs can no longer hold me. My eyes roll up and I only catch a glimpse of the man covered in blue scrubs before I'm out, my eyes unwillingly closing.

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This is the small prologue. Only cause I'm gonna start working on the next chapter now.