callison_writer13

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My names callie. check out my quotw account: callison4ever13
im 13 years young and get older on may 19th,
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hunted
Chapter two

“GRAB THEM!” one of the Hunter goons yelled as we

scrambled to grab our packs.
“Hey guys! Long-time-no-see! Sorry, can’t stay and chat but… actually,
were not that sorry. Later!” I yelled
 as we ran out the
warehouse door. Yeah, we live in a warehouse—well anywhere we can
actually since we’ve been on the run.
“WHY DO THEY ALWAYS GET AWAY!?!?!?!?” another of the
Hunters yelled.
“It’s surprising how they still get surprised when
 we escape. It’s not
like they’d ever win against us!” Ian exclaimed.
“Woah there big boy, don’t get too
big of an ego,
kay?” Jase replied.
Normally I would have agreed, but since I
 was currently mad at him
I just shot him my signature dirty look.
Jared started running backwards so he could ‘An
alyze the situation.’
He was kinda a geek…
“Uh guys? They’re following us. They never follow us!” he told us.
“Dang those guys never give up! Jace,” I said, glaring
 at him. “open a freaken portal already?”
“Say please..”
“Absolutely not! You’re so stupid! Do you think this is really
the time to practice manners?”
“Say it…”
“No.”
“Say it…”
“No”
“Say i—“
“Okay fine, please!”
And with a simple wave of is freaken hand he opened a portal.
“Where are we?” asked Ian.
“Were Home.” I said, a slight grin forming on my face.

hunted
Chapter one

"Oh. My.God.  I swear to saint freake-"
"I know you worship me, but you really don't have
to call me your God."
"Jase, if you don't shut-up i'm gonna kill you. Slowly and painfully."
"Sheesh Ms> Anger-management, you don't have to go
to extremes."
"I'll show you extremes, you scum-sucking, newborn-murdering, crackhead-never-was
, low-like from hell! You can just go back where you-"
"Guys, chill yourselves!"
"But out Ian!" me and Jase said at exactly the same time.

  "Jeez, with Hayden's temper you'd think she was the fire bender.." Ian muttered.
"Guys... come look at this." Jared ominously said.
The three of us walked over to him, me bumping
Jase to get him out of my way.
"What are we looking at? I don't speek computer remember?" I said,
looking over Jared's shoulder at his Mac laptop. You don't need to know where we got it,
but lets just say it wasn'r 100 percent legal...
"I got something. It says theres these people called Hunters who chase down 'gifted' kids."
"Well what do they do with them?" asked Ian.
"Or to them..." added Jase, in a slightly scared tone.
"Well, it doesn't really say. The computer i hacked- and no it wwasn't the president's,
Hayden- got shut down."
"Well thats just great. That  leaves us back at square on-"
"Trouble." Jase interupted, looking at me with his deep
mediteranian blue eyes.
"Uh-oh."
HHhhHHHHHayden H
 
Prologue: 

(continued)

We call ourselves orphans, but I don’t really think we are since we never had parents in the first place. There’s four of us hunted ones, well and my wolf: Me, the earth bender with the creepy Voice (I’ll explain later), Jason, the water bender who can open portals, Ian, the fire bender who can see the future, Jared, the air bender who can control peoples emotions, and Shadow, my wolf, can shape shift.
Okay, so the Voice is this weird voice in my head that is NOT my conscience. It's a voice that helps me out of sticky situations, like the timewe were locked in the back of some pervs ice cream truck...
The weird thing about the Voice is i can't tell if it's man, woman, child, adult,human or machine. Weird right?
So you might think it's awesome to be able to bend the elements and stuff right? Well i'm sure it would be if we knew how to. The only reason we know aboout our powers is because the Voice told me about them, and if you don't trust the voice you're screwed.
So basically were being hunted by creeps who think were too dangerousto be running loose, but we don't even know how to use our powers. Apparently we have potential, believe me were flattered.
We've been investigating who the creeps are for a while now, but all we can find on the internet in " Oops! We can;t display that webpage. Check you spelling.." blah blah blah, and that's weird because Jared's a computer genius_ he could discretly hack the President, if i would let him.
But the biggest of our problems is a message i got from the Voice today_ we're supposed to save thie world.


 

characters:

Hayden: http://www.mynewhair.info/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/20-brown-curls.png
Jace:http://www.enthunder.com/photo/Alex%20Richard%20Pettyfer/Alex-Pettyfer.jpg
Jared:http://img.poptower.com/pic-21359/alexander-ludwig.jpg?d=600
Ian:http://www.nndb.com/people/038/000028951/rupert-grint-8-sized.jpg  
 
These are just the main characters, by the way.


  
HHhhHHHHHayden H
 
Prologue: 
 
My name is Hayden. I don’t know my last name, I don’t know my age, and I don’t know where I come from; all I know is that I’m being hunted. Who would hunt an ordinary 14 year old girl you ask? Well let’s get one thing straight: I am no ordinary 14 year old girl. I mean, I look perfectly normal with my long brown curls and wild mint-green eyes, but you can’t read a book by its cover now can you? They’re hunting me because they’ve seen what I could do – what we could do.