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The Unwanted; When the world has to be saved, guess who
Topic Started: Jun 14 2012, 06:15 AM (122 Views)
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ummm, Ditzy Dani?
Prologue
The world has kept "monsters" hidden from the world for years. Shunned by society for looking different, being unique. Everyone is convinced they don't exist, their just a myth. A mere fantasy.
And yet, they were wrong.
Now they are stuck in a Galatic War, the "monsters" forced to protect the ones who shunned them from dying. Earth is stuck in the middle of the war. The monster's goal? Stop Earth from being exploded into bits.

Chapter one: Avalon

I sat in my chair, staring at the mirror in front of me which reflected the room. The walls containing me were painted a boring grey, nails sticking out of the paint, the occasional over-sized bug crawling through the holes it dug out. The walls were large, standing tall so our tallest 20ft “monster” couldn’t escape. The walls were at least triple the size. The floors were linoleum, a boring white and slowly peeling off and sticking to your shoes as you walked on it. At about half-way along the 75ft wall was glass, and a small compartment where two guards watched our every move. Today, however, as I could see, they were drinking coffee and laughing as their chairs leaned back. I shook my head, going back to staring at the mirror. My eyes changed color, depending on what I was. Such as right now, my body was covered in black and gold scales. The scales caught every piece of light in the room, reflecting off with a shining gleam. This was my protective armor, it covered every part of my body, even my scalp, and however my midnight black hair still fell down past my shoulders. My eyes copied the color of the scales, my right eye gold, my left eye an endless tunnel of darkness.

My unique DNA is how I got into this hell-hole, how the government ripped me from my home . . . Stripped me of my identity. All because I was different, unwanted. My brain, unlike normal humans, could remember patterns and textures, turning me into a unique being. I could become furry to keep me warm during the most deadly of snow-storms, I could develop scales to keep anyone from penetrating my most important organs, I could copy my surroundings to make me invisible.

I sighed, closing my eyes and imagining my normal self, my long black flowing hair falling to my mid-back, my orange eyes popping out from the darkness, the pale ghostly-like skin that I carried, and my black and white full body suit which zipped up from the back. Once I opened my eyes, I was changed back into my original form.

"A commander. Special." I scoffed, spitting at the mirror infront of me, "Humanity thinks we're stupid." My lips curve into a cruel smile, but then go back into a neutral face. I then stare at the mirror.
HOLY CRAP IM DREAMING! IM DREAMING! IM-... DANGIT! I WOKE UP!
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Lucid dream goals:
★Fly
★Summon things
★sing and dance in front of a buttload of zombies and slap them afterwards.
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