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Sammy Donaldson
" A what!? How....me?"
Sammy was just in aw, watching everybody freak out because of him. Are they all crazy? They didn't even know him. Now people are yelling "he's a mutie" at him! The cops were all in defensive positions, all them surrounding him. Sammy had no clue what to do! The only thing he did know was that from here on out....it was all about survival!
"Run Corey!" Sammy had screamed in a vicious warrior cry. Sammy's heart raced, his adrenaline pumped and hit like heavyweight punches. He had never felt so much of it, his vains burned with it. No wonder ordinary people could lift cars, he felt so alive, so powerful. Sammy paused in a position of instinct with his knees bent, his body weight lowered to the ground for good balance. His fists both closed tight, ready to fight his way out. The smoke around him darkened, the deep sufficating odor of his clothes continuing to smolder made it almost impossible to breath but he'd never show it. He could see his shoulder out of the corner of his eyes as he scans the crowd for an exit. Waves of heat causing the world around him to seem to distort slightly.
Somebody yelled, "That kids a mutie!" Then everything went wild. More cops ran over and the crowd ran towards them trying to get away from the mutant. This panicked the cops as a large crowd rushed them. Sammy yelled for Corey to run and Corey heard something about meeting back at the truck in twenty minutes but all he cared about was getting away form this spot.
" A what!? How....me?"
Sammy was just in aw, watching everybody freak out because of him. Are they all crazy? They didn't even know him. Now people are yelling "he's a mutie" at him! The cops were all in defensive positions, all them surrounding him. Sammy had no clue what to do! The only thing he did know was that from here on out....it was all about survival!
"Run Corey!" Sammy had screamed in a vicious warrior cry. Sammy's heart raced, his adrenaline pumped and hit like heavyweight punches. He had never felt so much of it, his vains burned with it. No wonder ordinary people could lift cars, he felt so alive, so powerful. Sammy paused in a position of instinct with his knees bent, his body weight lowered to the ground for good balance. His fists both closed tight, ready to fight his way out. The smoke around him darkened, the deep sufficating odor of his clothes continuing to smolder made it almost impossible to breath but he'd never show it. He could see his shoulder out of the corner of his eyes as he scans the crowd for an exit. Waves of heat causing the world around him to seem to distort slightly.
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