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“Minimum” Minimum, or tiny miracle, is a power that my kind have. Only 1 out of 1,000 people are born with a chance to possess one. People with those potentials are taken in as kids. They are trained and learn how to use their minimum. I didn’t like the way we were treated so I left with some others. Humans don’t necessarily like my kind; they think we will harm them. We don’t want to harm them, in fact we want to coexist with them. Sadly, there are others like us that want to harm them, they think they should run the world. That’s where we come in, “Blacklight”, the agency I work for. Our job is to take request from others and fulfill them, but we don’t take hit request. Most of them are dealing with my kind. There’s not many of us in Blacklight, …show more content…

After a while the girl ran into someone. They started to talk but I was too far to hear them. The girl walked away and I followed. Looking behind me I saw that man following us. Then the girl stopped. I hurried to hide, did she see the stalker, was she scared? I was thinking many things in my head at the time. Then she signaled me to come out. I walked out to her worried and confused and with a sad look on her face she said, “Sorry.” and ran away. A few seconds later the man following us walked out. He was wearing a black hoodie and had a cigarette in his …show more content…

I froze. I didn’t believe what he said. Teleportation, the forbidden minimum, taken from the lab they kept it in under twenty-four hour surveillance. “How did you get that?” I asked “You don’t need the details”, he said, “all you need to know is that I can exist everywhere and nowhere, but only within ten meters. Now, die!” He came at me, I snapped my fingers. I was behind him. Then boom, he used it. Time felt like it stopped. I could see him hitting me, but no pain. Then I felt it, every hit he landed all at once. It hurt I thought I was going die. I coughed up some blood and stood up. He did it again, but even harder. I got up and concentrated waiting for him to do it again. Then he used it, I saw his fist coming, I snapped my fingers. I was behind him and came for a kick; it hit him with enough force to break the ground. He got up, his face looking surprised. “Good, but I now know I’m still not ready.” he said. “What do you mean?” I asked. Before he answered, he ran off into a dark alley. He turned around and smiled, then ran into the

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