The pitter patter of the rain struck the roof of a black 2002 Hyundai Sonota came to sudden. Yunho takes out his phone only to find a blank screen. Yunho lets out a frustrated sigh before he slammed his fist against the side window.

Damn car.

It was getting dark and not a person was seen on the street – it remained that way for another half hour. As the droplets of water began hitting the hood of his car harder, Yunho grew more impatient. In the corner of his eye, the young man sees a drenched girl running towards his car.  

Finally!

As he turned towards his side to open the door, Yunho notices that she might not be alone – behind her was a group of hooded figures creeping and hiding in an alley down the blok

The sky has been filled with darkness, it was late. The busy streets that once was, had now went down to a low. The sidewalks that occupied people here and there, now only hold a few. The tall boy roamed the city, he wanted to see more of what he was not able to. Late at night, he'd take a stroll to where ever his feet would take him. He never grew tired, hence his habit of going out and just exploring. He was always fascinated about things that he saw, he was really a curious little rascal.

This night was different from the others, the steps of scary men was heard through a corner. It seemed like they we're going to capture something, they had guns in all sizes, guns that we're far more advanced. It had blinking lights on it's sides, and looked really dangerous. With this Chanyeol ran and hid somewhere close, 'could it be?' he thought 'could this be the people I've been hearing about? the revolutionists?' News broke out not too long ago, that an underground gang of humans have formed a group, an alliance against the gifted. They aimed at vanquishing the superhuman race, both the good and the bad. Nervous thought and what if's raced into Chanyeol's mind. But that soon ended when he saw a girl running for her life.

Star-gazing.

Something she had been fond of ever since a child. And because of this, Seohyun had memorized most of the constellations. Even the tiniest one, she was able to perceive. Taking small itsy-bitsy steps and slowly opening the balcony door, she looked up at the beautiful starry skies. Captivated by the scenery of the deep moonlit sky, the glistening stars - she glanced at. Perfection. Her lips curved into a light smile.

With the hour passing by, the atmosphere was serene - but something didn't feel right. Seohyun furrowed her brows and eyed her surroundings, reassuring if any suspicious object or likely - person was to be around. Perhaps a gang.

Remembering that nothing came "normal" if you were a superhuman; living in a world with humans - in such a vile world, filled with all different kinds of crimes, hate, calamity, starvation, etc. Pity, that's all she felt - that they had to go through such a horrendous experience. No, it was only anger. Pity wasn't something they needed, or something she needed. Anger was wrong... yet so right. Maybe it was one of the most important ways to live in this world, possibly a virtue.

Crack. She heard the window shattering. What the fu-? Seohyun winced and looked around her surroundings one more time, then looked down the balcony.

It happened to be the gang. Little did she expect, the warning was actually true. She'd never believe in such a thing. But in front of her own eyes was a gang with the weapons. Not just any ordinary weapons, but the ones that temporarily paralyzed any kind of superhuman ability - even the most powerful ability would render useless.

The guns were pointing directly at her. Immediately, a pair of white wings branched out from her back, and she jumped down - then flew into the sky. This is seriously a bad time to be flying..... she sighed. Flapping her wings faster and faster, Seohyun was nearly about to escape - until she felt a bullet that pierced through her left wing, and blood gushed out - her left wing tainted with a bloody red colour.

And from the sky - the angel was falling down. Slowly, she felt her senses closing out on her. Her eyes became heavier from the minute.

His back was pressed against the dirty wall of a dark alleyway, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, a salty taste on his tongue as they fell into his mouth. His eyes closed for a moment, and he leaned forward, placing his palms on his knees. He forced himself into a calm by breathing in deeply before releasing it slowly. Just then, his eyes fluttered opened and he straightened to his full height. He had been running from these men--who they were, he had no idea, just that they seemed to want him dead. They had cornered him, and he had been lucky enough to shut off most of their brain functions in a panic to escape before one who had evaded his mind probing took out what appeared to be a gun and aimed it at him. He had prepared to send this man unconscious when the trigger was pulled and a strange light emitted from the barrel. It felt as if something in him had been blocked, and when he again attempted to render the other unconscious, nothing happened. His only instinct then was to run, and run he did.

He ran and he only glanced behind him a few times to see if he was still being chased, and he was. He turned sudden corners, ran through back roads, and yet he hadn't been able to rid himself of the three remaining men hunting him.

"Fuck," he cursed softly as he heard the men approach the alley. He pressed himself flat against the wall, arms spread, head turned in the direction of the entrance to the alleyway. He stood in the shadows, so he wouldn't be noticed--at least not yet. He didn't know for how long he would be able to evade his pursuers. Quickly, he began to look around for something, anything that could aid him in either combat or escape. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears. He hadn't been hunted in a long time, not since--

No.

He squeezed his eyes shut as he forced the memories back. He couldn't lose himself at a time like this. He would surely die if he did. Nearby footsteps caught his attention as they seemed to be coming from the other end of the alley, and his head snapped in that direction. If it was more of those men chasing him, he was screwed. Confusion came across his features as the figure got closer, then recognition as distinct almond eyes and blonde hair were revealed by the dim lighting. 

"Jiyeon, what are you--" he began, only to be cut off by the sound of feet pounding against concrete alerted him that his pursuers had discovered them. Now he had no choice but to fight. Pushing away from the wall, he jumped into their path, diverting their attention from Jiyeon and onto him. Smirks curled their lips as they realized who he was, but he didn't give them much time to remain smug as his leg struck the one closest to him in the stomach. The man keeled over, and the man beside him sneered, swinging at Maru who just barely managed to dodge it. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the third man take out a gun and aim at Jiyeon, one that looked very similar to the one that had been used on him earlier.

! CONTACTING ALL SUPERHUMANS. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY SITUATION.

An underground gang of human revolutionists numbering somewhere in the hundreds, is not only posing a threat to society, yet to both alliances. They support neither, and are persistent in ending the Superhuman race as a whole. The urgency of this situation is caused by one simple factor. Intel gathered by both sides has raised suspicion of a mysterious weapon. The weapon is claimed to be deadly, as it temporarily paralyzes any superhuman ability. It is shaped like a regular hand gun, yet lights up when in use. We are currently unaware of how they have acquired the weapons, how many they currently have, and how long the effect seems to last on the victim. The gang is indeed violent and hostile, with small bases scattered throughout Seoul. For the prevention of anarchy within the human community and safety for ourselves, their operations must be stopped.

Both alliances have agreed to work together, as long as everyone follows a few simple rules:

No Superhuman may kill another Superhuman.

We must prevent the gang at all costs. 

Either by death or handing them over to the human authorities.

Superhumans from both alliances may work together as pairs.

Groups are allowed, greater numbers stand a better chance.

Destroy as many of the mysterious weapons as possible.

Everyone from all classes must participate.

We are aiming to stop this gang in a two week time period. Please tag your paras as 'mrevolution'