Yet another body found, with the telltale black paper bird on top of the victim's throat. On top of what appeared to be a knife slash, actually, coated in the teenager's blood. Once again, I cursed the Birds for taking a life.
I guess I should introduce myself.
I'm Nicole. My last name isn't important. I'm nineteen. I work for the scattered remains of the FBI in North America, trying to track down those killers. Yeah, the Birds. Pretty strange name, if you ask me, but then again I'm not part of that secret gang. Not so secret anymore.
"This brings the number of kills up to over one hundred twenty, in this state" Hannah said grimly beside me. "If only we knew where their base was, we could strike them down."
I sighed. "Yeah, if only we knew. But we don't. They're killing people all over the Untied States. All over North America. We don't even know which country their base is in! We haven't caught a single one, you know. Not a single one in ten years of searching. There must be hundreds of them!"
The Birds had killed my parents when I was nine. I had looked after my little sisters until two years before, when the Birds had killed them, too.
"Should we go get the rest of our team, Boss?" Hannah asked.
I took a deep breath. The FBI had been scattered, most of them killed. We were now each assigned a 'team' to work with. I just happened to be a leader.
"Yeah, let's go get them."
My team was all girls, not one of them over twenty-five. I was the youngest, but also the leader. I'd made it two years without being killed or quitting my work. That was a long time, seeing as the number of murders was inclining.
So, yeah, I was the leader. My best friend and second-in-command was Chloe. Hannah and her twin sister, Kate, were very stealthy. They could move through a leaf pile without making a sound. Heather had joined my group only a month ago, with a girl she'd never met in her life until they had met a week before she came; Molly, who was mysterious and not altogether trusted.
They called us the Special Circumstances, after that one book.
I guess I should introduce myself.
I'm Nicole. My last name isn't important. I'm nineteen. I work for the scattered remains of the FBI in North America, trying to track down those killers. Yeah, the Birds. Pretty strange name, if you ask me, but then again I'm not part of that secret gang. Not so secret anymore.
"This brings the number of kills up to over one hundred twenty, in this state" Hannah said grimly beside me. "If only we knew where their base was, we could strike them down."
I sighed. "Yeah, if only we knew. But we don't. They're killing people all over the Untied States. All over North America. We don't even know which country their base is in! We haven't caught a single one, you know. Not a single one in ten years of searching. There must be hundreds of them!"
The Birds had killed my parents when I was nine. I had looked after my little sisters until two years before, when the Birds had killed them, too.
"Should we go get the rest of our team, Boss?" Hannah asked.
I took a deep breath. The FBI had been scattered, most of them killed. We were now each assigned a 'team' to work with. I just happened to be a leader.
"Yeah, let's go get them."
My team was all girls, not one of them over twenty-five. I was the youngest, but also the leader. I'd made it two years without being killed or quitting my work. That was a long time, seeing as the number of murders was inclining.
So, yeah, I was the leader. My best friend and second-in-command was Chloe. Hannah and her twin sister, Kate, were very stealthy. They could move through a leaf pile without making a sound. Heather had joined my group only a month ago, with a girl she'd never met in her life until they had met a week before she came; Molly, who was mysterious and not altogether trusted.
They called us the Special Circumstances, after that one book.
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