Signs all over the city read 'No Specials Allowed."
I looked away.
They call us Specials. At least they can agree on that, because God knows we are Special.
The city is changing, people say. The people are changing. They aren't natural.
What can they mean, we aren't natural? We were born like this. That's as natural as it gets, isn't it? Humans are just ignorant, that's the only reason for this. Always looking for another way to make themselves feel big and strong.
The city is locking us up.
The city is locking us up.
They're mutants, the doctors say. It's a birth defect, like being born with a sixth toe. Except that a sixth toe doesn't make you extremely violent.
Mutants? Birth defects? What did we do to deserve this? The only thing we've ever done to them is exist.
This has got to change. Now.
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