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  Nathan Termora
  12-04-1995
  01-01-2013
  Demon killing
  Curious
  None living
  
  That was weird. I checked Nathan's marks a few times to be sure. His psychic abilities were invisible. Christian picked the suitcase of the table and set it on my bed. They stayed silent. I just looked at them, with the same curiosity as how they looked at me.
  Christian opened the suitcase and gave a small capsule to Maryse and held the other capsule in his hands. They looked at each other for a moment and then crushed the capsules on my skin. Holy water and demon blood to check if I wasn't a demon or a angel. Nothing happened and relieve flushed over them. Nathan cut me loose, while Maryse and Christian washed their hands of.
  “Sorry we had to bound you up like this. It just..” They looked at each other for a moment.
  “How did you do what you did to that demon if you are neither demon or angelic?” Nathan asked. I shrugged.
  “I don't know. I just can.” It wasn't a real lie. I still had no idea why I was the way I was, but I did know what made me this way. I sat up and yawned.
  The door opened and a black girl in boy clothes came in. Two big brown eyes looked at me with wonder.
  
  Jiordan Hulst
  05-22-1995
  06-09-2013
  weapons
  Curious
  1
  None living
  
  “Jiordan? Is there something wrong?” Nathan asked. She shook her head.
  “Melody said I had to get you for dinner.”
  “Tell her we'll be there in five minutes. Just have to get..” They all looked at me with questioning eyes.
  “Fiya.” I whispered.
  “Fiya..”
  “We need to get Fiya some clothes.” Christian said.
  “I think she has about the same size as me. I'll get something out of my room,” Maryse said. She pulled Jiordan along with her to the hall. The two boys stared at me, not exactly knowing what to do. I looked around.
  “Where is my backpack?” I asked. I had a backpack before they brought me here.
  “You'll get it soon.” Christian sat down at the desk. Nathan kept standing besides my bed.
  “Where did you sleep?” he asked.
  “Just a kiosk near the heart of London.”
  “Near picadilly?” I nodded.
  “But that's..”
  “Near the breaking point. I know. I was there when the earth was torn open.”
  “And you survived? How?”
  “I don't know..” I hated questions. Especially questions I didn't know an answer to. They both stayed silent for a moment.
  “You don't even know our names yet. Sorry. I'm Nathan and that is Christian. The girl that was keeping an eye on you is called Maryse and the girl in boy clothes is called Jiordan.” I nodded. Nothing I didn't know already, but I had a feeling they would only freak more if I told them I knew their names.
  Maryse came in with a few clothes in her hands. She looked at the boys.
  “Are you going to get out of here or do I have to get you out myself?” Nathan and Christian almost ran into the hall. Maryse closed the door behind them and smiled at me.
  “I hope this won't be to big on you.” She gave me a blue top, a pair of jeans and a black hoodie. I smiled.
  “Thanks Maryse.” She looked up in surprise.
  “You know.. Oh the boys must have told you.” I nodded, while I changed my clothes. I heared Maryse gasp for breath when I took my shirt of. She stared at my marks. My marks. I always forgot I had them. They weren't like the marks of people, or even one of the creatures. My marks just looked like a mix up of treads. Small black treads across my whole body. Everywhere except my face, neck and arms. I bit my lip.
  “What are those?” Maryse asked.
  “My marks.”
  “Your marks?” I nodded and cursed myself. She was freaking out.
  “They are.. er..” What exactly were mine? The marks were a part of me, like the psychic abilities. Something that wasn't normal, but at the same time still existed. Although my marks were unreadable and I had no idea why they were there.
  “I don't know exactly what they are. I do know they're not harmful.” She bit her lip.
  “Where did you get them?” I looked at her.
  “I'm sorry, but I really can't tell you.” She nodded. I pulled the top on and the hoodie. After that I slid into the jeans. The clothes were one size to big, but I could manage to move in them.
  “Where did you get your name?” she asked. I looked up surprised.
  “Somewhere.” She sighed.
  “Are you going to hurt any of us?” I shook my head.
  “Not if you don't attack me.” The words stayed in the air between us for a moment, like she was over thinking them. I knew she was full of questions. Questions I didn't have an answer to, because quite frankly I had no idea too.
  A knock on the door brought us both back to reality.
  “Yes?”
  “Is she ready already? I'm hungry.” Maryse rolled her eyes and looked at me.
  “Ready?” I nodded. She opened the door and let me out before coming onto the hallway herself. Both guys looked at me curious. Curious and full of questions.
  “Let's go to the dinning room. I'm so hungry I could eat a whole horse,” Maryse said. The boys nodded never taking an eye of off me. We walked through three of the same hallways. White walls with heavy iron doors on each side facing each other. Behind some I could hear the rattling of computers or heavy machines. I could smell food.
  “You will love Melody's cooking skills. She's a master chef,” Nathan said, trying to break the slightly uneasy silence in the group. I smiled.
  “I hope she made pasta again,” Christian said. He was almost drooling only by the thought of it. I smiled. I knew it was something else. Something with fish, chicken and rice, but I didn't know the name of it. I could smell the ingredients, though, in the mix of smells that seemed to fill every corner of the hallways. One hallway further away I could hear two people chit-chatting a bit bored. A third voice interfered cheerful. We walked into the dinning room to find four people sitting at the tables. Four pair of curious eyes looked up and stared at me.
  
  Melody Andrews
  06-19-1994
  12-22-2013
  cooking
  wondering
  2
  Jason Andrews
  
  She had long brown, almost black hair and blue eyes. She was the only one smiling in the room and for some reason I liked her straight away.
  “Hello, I'm Melody. That's Jason, my little brother,” she pointed out the boy sitting at the far end of the table. He had weary blue eyes and light brown hair.
  Jason Andrews
  11-09-1996
  12-22-2013
  Computer programs
  curious
  2
  Melody Andrews.
  
  “And that is David,” she said pointing to the boy who was sitting next to the girl in the boy clothes, Jiordan. David had black curls and big green eyes.
  David DeLucca
  08-19-1994
  07-07-2013
  Weapons
  Worried
  0
  None living.
  
  “You know Jiordan already. So what is your name?”
  “I'm Fiya,” I said. Her smile widened.
  “What a lovely name. Do you like paella, Fiya?” I frowned.
  “You made paella?” Christian asked. He sounded excited for some reason.
  “Do you know what it is?” she asked me, ignoring Christian's question. I shook my head.
  “It's a Spanish dish. You will love it. Come, sit!” I sat down on the chair that stood the closest to me. Nathan took the seat beside me without saying a word and Christian sat down next to Jiordan.
  “I'm going to wake Cherry up,” Maryse said.
  “Cherry?” I asked. The others nodded.
  “She's the last member from our 'crew',” David joked. Cherry. Project Fiya five. Was she really the Cherry I knew? Or just another lost girl. Another lost soul from this small group. Nathan's fork fell to the ground and I cached it just before it hit the ground. It was a reflex, but I immediately cursed myself for doing it. The group stared at me.
  “How did you do that so quick?” Jiordan asked. She was the first to get out of her surprise. I shrugged.
  “I just have good reflexes.” I wasn't going to tell them more than that. I laid the fork on the table and waited silently. Melody sat a few pans on the table. I heared two people coming to the dining room. Cherry and Maryse. Three hallways away, two hallways away, one hallway away and then they walked into the dinning room.
  Fiya. I turned immediately when I heared her mental voice inside my head. My eyes met the big brown blind eyes of a small, young girl with silky brown curls. I smiled.
  Cherry. She smiled back and sat down next to me. Where I could see more than any normal human, she could hear more. She was blind since she got that ability, but her hearing was so good that she could see everything around her. The scientist at the institute had tested her endlessly on that. She even could “see” the features of faces thanks to it.
  When did you.?
  Get out? We didn't. They let us free, just one month after you freed yourself.
  Why?
  Believe me when I say I have no clue. Nothing changed, they just let us go from one day to the other. Let us go back to our families. I didn't have to ask if her family was still alive, the look on her face said enough. Just then I noticed everyone was staring at us. They did quite a lot of staring here.
  “You two know each other?” Jason asked. We both nodded.
  “From where?”
  Did you tell them?
  Parts of it. I didn't say exactly from where we are and I don't think they know about my abilities.
  I saved their lives fighting a demon of their backs with help from the elements. That is, as far as I know, the only thing they know about my abilities.
  “Hello? Earth to Cherry and Fiya. Where did you two meet?” Jiordan asked.
  Best to keep it a secret for now maybe. I nodded.
  “She is a friends from before the Day,” Cherry said.
  “Yes, we were going to the same school.” That was kind of true anyway. They actually learned us things at the institute between the tests that took ages. Just not the things normal kids learned.
  “Which school?” David asked. I could hear from the tone of his voice that he wasn't convinced.
  “Saint Fransiscus. A boarding school west from Manchester,” Cherry said. She was a great liar. David stared at us for a second. He didn't look like he was going to believe us whatever we said, but kept his mouth shut.
  “Well, let's eat. I'm hungry,” Melody said. She gave us all a plate full yellow rice with chicken, all sorts of fish and paprika. It tasted delicious and everyone wanted a second plate. They let the questions rest for a moment and made plans for the next morning. Cherry and I talked mentally about the institute and about what happened in the six months we hadn't seen each other. It turned out that the project just stopped without any particular reason. Travis, Maya, James and Cherry just went back to their homes.
  The mental line we had with each other in the institute almost disappeared when I left. Everything else was as normal as ever. The scientist pretended like I still was there, even bringing plates into my room. As if they were scared the others would free themselves too and then suddenly they just freed the group. As if nothing had mattered.
  Cherry's parents had moved when she was in the institute and for some reason the government couldn't find them, so they had put her in a boarding school. There she was closely guided to make sure she wouldn't tell where she really came from. She had been top of almost all her classes and loved by a lot of people. Almost no one there knew she even was blind, since she looked like she saw everything around her. They told her via a transmitter what was in the books the class was reading and it worked.
  It all seemed like an awful lot of trouble and Cherry still had no idea why she had to go to school there. Especially since when the school year ended she was sent back to London and lived there on her own in a small apartment with neighbours that didn't talk or see much. Well every neighbour except Christian. She had saved him from a group of oni demons. He was unconscious the moment that happened so he hadn't seen anything.
  Three days later they were found by Nathan, David and Maryse and again three days later they came across the path of Jason, Melody and Jiordan who were hiding in the military bunker with its own generators underneath London where their fathers had worked. The bunker was one of the safest places you could be and Jason had told her it was the royal family's hideaway might there be an terrorist attack on them or a disaster.
  One wing of the bunker was full of privileges like super soft beds, a living room, a library and even a little cinema. All the other wings were filled with computers, machinery, weapons and other military stuf. The wing were I woke up was a hospital and the kitchen was filled with enough food to survive at least two or three years.
  The fact that when Jason, Melody and Jiordan came here first there were no creatures at all was just the biggest plus. They figured that all the people who had been living here had been fighting the demons in London the first day and died in combat. The three had taken a whole wing to store all the belongings from the soldiers to make it a sort of monument.
  Every day Christian, David and Nathan went to the surface to search for survivors and the only thing they had came across were demons and one angel so it had been a sort of shock for them to find me.
  The idea for the test with the holy water and the demon blood had come from Maryse who was reading book after book about demons, angels and occult. She had quite a collection of exorcism rituals and ways to hide them for angels.
  Jason was their technical wonder. He knew everything about computers and weapons. He adjusted the weapons with Jiordan. They sprinkled the bullets with holy water and even had found a few swords and bows with arrows. Now they were making a few bombs, but every one they had tested until now had failed.
  Cherry was the only one who had nothing she did every day. Some days she helped Melody or Maryse, while other days she went to the surface or helped Jiordan and Jason. When anyone was wounded she was the one who played nurse, though. Something she liked to do a lot.
  She had been waking over me for the past three days while I was unconscious, but just an hour before I woke up she finally went to bed to get some sleep.
  I was wondering what I would have to do and what sort of questions would come. They weren't done with asking questions, that was at least one thing I was certain about.
  2.
  
  September 17th 2012
  
  Everything around me was a blur. It was like I was watching a big screen and on that screen dozens of projectors were projecting parts of a movie. Wings, demons, people, buildings, water, earth, wind and fire. I saw parts of everything, but they vanished in the blur just a second later. I knew I was dreaming. This was one of their dreams. The dreams the scientist were interested in. The dreams I couldn't wake myself up from. Finally everything went black and the last thing I saw were the faces of Travis and his sister, Rose. She kept coming back into my dreams. There was something important about her name, I just didn't know what.
  
  I opened my eyes and needed a short moment to remember where I was.
  Yesterday Christian and Nathan brought me to my bedroom. A big room with a king-sized bed, a closet and books. Loads of them. On the bed was my backpack and my weapons. Not that I cared about the weapons; everything in my backpack had far more value. The project files. Files about who we were and what abilities we had, but not one word about the dreams. I knew they were held in a special safe that was filled with nothing except the dreamfiles and the files of The first project; Fiya one. Xavier. I sighed and took the files out again.
  
  Property of:
  Project Finding Dreams – short Fiya
  Files of the Fiya facility.
  Fiya Facility London.
  Glasshousestreet 89c
  Westminister
  File number: XXGYYE3788299qHIIhkTWO
  
  Name: Age:
  Fiya Two (Maya Lou) 17 (05-05-1995)
  
  Height: Weight:
  5'8 128lbs
  
  Special skills/abilities:
  Smelling – The ability to smell everything around her. Seeing by smelling.
  Marks – As any other project she can see the marks of people (marks consisting; the stream of thoughts, date of birth and of death, problems going on in their life, things that keep them busy, their current mood, psychic abilities and their family tree)
  Elements – Fiya Two seems to have light control of the wind element, but it isn't tested on accuracy.
  Quirks/eccentricities:
  Is more busy than the other projects. Talks more too.
  
  File number: XXGYYE3788300qHIIhkTHREE
  Name: Age:
  Fiya three (Travis Parker) 17 (01-12-1994)
  Height: Weight:
  6'1 137lbs
  
  Special skills/abilities:
  Feeling – The ability to feel stronger emotions and transfer them through big groups of people.
  Marks – As any other project he can see the marks of people (marks consisting; the stream of thoughts, date of birth and of death, problems going on in their life, things that keep them busy, their current mood, psychic abilities and their family tree)
  Elements – Fiya three seems to have light control of the fire element, but it isn't tested on accuracy.
  Quirks/eccentricities:
  Bites the inside of his cheek when he's angry or frustrated. Talks to himself a lot. Is the only one who asks about family.
  
  File number: XXGYYE3788301qHIIhkFOUR
  Name: Age:
  Fiya four (James Fairfield) 17 (19-02-1995)
  Height: Weight:
  5'9 149lbs.
  
  Special skills/abilities:
  Tasting – The ability to taste everything in the air like a snake. The accuracy of this ability is remarkable. Needs more testing.
  Marks – As any other project he can see the marks of people (marks consisting; the stream of thoughts, date of birth and of death, problems going on in their life, things that keep them busy, their current mood, psychic abilities and their family tree)
  Elements – Fiya four seems to have light control of the water element, but it isn't tested on accuracy.
  Quirks/eccentricities:
  Keeps his mouth shut a lot. Can stare into space for dozens of hours without doing anything else.
  
  File number: XXGYYE3788302qHIIhkFIVE
  Name: Age:
  Fiya five (Cherry Reddeth) 15 (12-06-1997)
  
  Height: Weight:
  5'4 129lbs
  
  Special skills/abilities:
  Hearing – The ability to see by hearing. She can hear higher frequencies than any animal.
  Marks – As any other project she can see the marks of people (marks consisting; the stream of thoughts, date of birth and of death, problems going on in their life, things that keep them busy, their current mood, psychic abilities and their family tree)
  Elements – Fiya five seems to have light control of the earth element, but it isn't tested on accuracy.
  Quirks/eccentricities:
  She's blind which was why this project almost got cancelled, just like Fiya one did. When she's nervous she starts biting her nails.
  And Finally mine;
  File number: XXGYYE3788303qHIIhkSIX
  Name: Age:
  Fiya Six (Kayra Simmons) 16 (30-04-1996)
  Height: Weight:
  5'3 124 lbs.
  Special skills/abilities:
  Seeing – The ability to see further than the human eye could see and short distances over time.
  Marks – As any other project she can see the marks of people (marks consisting; the stream of thoughts, date of birth and of death, problems going on in their life, things that keep them busy, their current mood, psychic abilities and their family tree)
  Elements – Fiya six seems to have light control of the fire element, but it isn't tested on accuracy.
  Quirks/eccentricities:
  Bites her lip when there are hard decisions to make, keeps a lot to herself and sucks her thumb if she's sleepy.
  It kept a lot of logs about our schedule, training, learning process and growing processes.

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  oh right the story where the world ended c:

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  how far did you read project finding dreams btw? in case you still want to be updated

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  noo. ehh
  those form courage the cowardly dog
  (findoutwhatitis c:)

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  noo those form alien vs predator

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