A.N.

I know i said i would write the 2nd story to 'Who i was never knew who i would become' but i have writers block with that story. i have been working on this story a little bit along with a bunch of others, however i don't know if writers block will work it's way over to theses other storys i'm writeing but i will try to update as much as possible, but i have only written a couple of the chaps for this story so i can't promise regular updates but i will try my best ^_^

I would also like to say that the story 'A Single GlanceNormal' by NekoYami911 is what inspired this story to a degree ^_^ that damn plot bunny decided i was it's next victim and it bit me... it BIT ME! stupid bunny -_-' anyways heres the 1st chap and i hope ya'll like it.

Also don't forget to visit my poll so i can take into account the viewers choice on the chosen sparkmate for my OC of the 1st story.

Disclaimer: i don't own them only my OC, and some what the plot. so stop asking already!

I was human once, until a government agency decided my life was no longer my own. One day after my 19th birthday, I was targeted.

Who does one call when the governments after them. I don't know why they targeted me. What was so special about me that fueled there hunger in finding me? Maybe it was because I was so plainly normal that I bended into the crowd so well no one would noticed I was gone. Most likely, that was the reason they came after me at first. My escape along with knowledge that the government was kidnapping people, just fueled there need to find me, all the more. That was the only hypothesis I could come up with, the only reason that seem to fit.

My name is Nora Lee Willington. I am 5' 5". I have the emerald eyes, and short black hair. Most people called me normal, however if they ever tried to get to know me, they would realize how untrue that statement is. I don't show that side of me until you have earned my trust and friendship.

As much as I love to stand out and be weird, I am more compelled to blend in so if need be I could disappear. However I didn't think that plan completely through.

When I had finally been caught, they handled me roughly. They threw me into a cage, but before closing the door, the man pistol whipped me. The blow knocked me out. This is the day that Nora Willington died, and became something more.

But let's start at the very beginning shall we, so that my story could be told in its entirety.

-The day it all started-

I hate work, exceptionally working retail. Sometimes the customer is just wrong damn it. I had been working at this store for two years; I believe I know what I am talking about. But I did what I normally do, grin and bare it.

"Nora, please report to the office" a voice over the P.A. system drew my attention. I finished helping the customer; I was working with and headed to the office.

"You called for me sir?" I asked.

"Yes Nora… please sit." My Boss, AKA dipshit. We don't see eye to eye. He's been trying to get me fired for the last couple of months, but has yet to find a legit enough reason.

I took a seat and waited for him to try and come up with another excuse to fire me.

"I see you haven't been keeping up with the required sells in credit cards" he said. (1)

"Sir, I believe that with the economy in shambles right now, the customers just are not will to open accounts" I said as calmly as I could. He looked at me, almost with a sneer.

"The other employees are getting them, while you are not" he leered at me. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at his childish behavior.

"I do not know what to tell you sir" I said calmly. As soon as those words came out of my mouth, he got an almost evil grin.

"Since you are not helping this company reach, its goals, I'm afraid I will have to terminate your contract" he stated, extremely happy with himself. My calm demeanor was dropped and I glared at the man.

"Let me ask you something… what is it that you have against me that you targeted me and only me to harass." I asked allowing myself to growl the question. I have an extremely bad temper, however one learns how to control it when one works retail and your job rides on the fact you can take shit from the customers.

"I have absolutely nothing against you. Once your shift ends, gather your stuff and leave, your check will be mailed to your address" he said. I stood up and glare at the man.

"I will be leaving now. I WILL NOT finish my shift." I growled at the man, as I turned to leave.

I went to my locker, to gather my bag and belongings. After taking as much time as I could, gathering my stuff, I then clocked out. I was going to make them pay me to gather my stuff.

Have you ever had the feeling like someone was eyeballing you? That was the feeling I got when I walked out of the store. I had stopped in my tracks and looked around. I didn't see anybody, but that feeling didn't go away. I walked over to my little Nissan, got in and started to head home.

A couple of minutes went by and the feeling didn't go away. I looked at my rearview mirror, to see a black SUV behind me. I wasn't sure if they were following me or not. So I decided to try something. A rule my paranoid brother told me 'if you ever suspect that someone is following you, make three right turns. This will make you go in circles. If they are still behind you after that, you need to be either be Speed-racer and haul ass or call the cops. The second option is always the best though' I grinned at my bothers crazy antics. (2)

I took the first right turn I could. They followed. Then I took the next right turn. They followed. I took the final right turn that brought me back to where I was before. They followed.

"Shit!" I yelled out as I punched the gas. I was hauling ass, making quick maneuvers to escape. I knew my little car was better at sharp turns then the SUV that was more top heavy. I didn't call the cops because my cell phone was at home. I had forgotten to grab it.

Once I had finally lost them, I headed home. I took all the back ways home. I parked my car down the street from my apartment. I had tried my best at staying out of sight. I didn't see any black SUV's or any strange men, or women around I headed for my door. I walked around my apartment looking for anyone or anything out of place. After my search, I walked into my room and grabbed a duffle bag, and started filling it up with necessities. I also grab some personal items as well. I had a gut feeling that this wasn't over and they would return for me, and I wanted to make sure that I wouldn't get caught.

I snuck back to my vehicle. Once I reached it, I was slammed into it. I dropped my bag and swung out as I turned, clipping a man in the jaw. Another man grabbed me and slammed me onto the ground, and handcuffed me. I kicked out at the man trying to get away. I kept struggling until another man walked up and punched me in the jaw. I felt dazed and confused, as I was shoved into what looked like a large dog cage. I started to get my wits back, just as the man pistol whipped me. I was knocked out.

A.N.

(1) I was fired from my retail job like this. -_-'All Because I couldn't get customers to sign up for credit cards, at least that's what he told me, Stupid evil jerk.

(2) Yes my crazy paranoid brother did tell me this lol