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Part 5: Present tense Two weeks at school and the homework starts piling up into hills. Damon wakes up to the loud siren of his alarm. He lazily gets up from his bed and heads downstairs soon after. He greets his family as he usually does every day without a miss but the only person he does not greet is his elder brother, Nuway. Aside from the usual route to his school, his daily routine sometime changes or so he wants to believe. He just uses another route to school. He wonders if he has any powers like those Naturals. Not many Naturals dare to use their powers as they are afraid of people talking behind their backs and also the fear of being incarcerated into the Podium. The looks the normal humans give off are uncomfortable as they too have a reason to be such. After the incident which resulted in the city centre being a battleground caused by Naturals, people start to fear of what is to come. “Morning Baba! It’s a good day today!”, said Damon to the old lady. He kn

Part 4: Effect A newspaper headline shows: PROSTITUTE KILLER STILL ON THE RUN! Many of the locals ignored the news headline, deeming it to be unworthy for them to read. And so, everything went back to how they usually were. “Hey Fira, morning. Did you hear about the ho-ho killer?”, said Damon. “Ho-ho killer?”, confused. “Oh.. The sex worker killer. He’s still on the run.” “Why are they calling him that? Wait hold up, are you giving him that name?”, she asked. “Apparently he murders sex workers in those shady areas. Crazy isn’t it? And yes I did gave him that name, it kinda suits his M.O. Don’t you think?” “And how do you know about this?”, she asked again this time with a little curiosity. “My brother’s a cop.”, he replied. Before he could say anything else, Damon switched the topic to something else related to schoolwork. He wanted to avoid panic and disorder by keeping a low, a more lower profile but his mouth just keeps on running about the littles

Part 3: Kiss Numerous reports of murder cases has risen around the shady side of New Kuala Lumpur, particularly the murders of sex workers. Nuway Irons and his partner, Kim Young took the initiative to look into the reports. They entered a run down building operated by parts of the Chinese gang running the area. As they make their way into the building, eyes were on them like vultures preying on their food. It is now a social norm and a standard as well that sex services has been acknowledged as a way for those who unfortunate to gain money to feed themselves. Fortunately for them, the attention which was initially directed at them has now been diverted to the sex workers who were lining up calling all the men to get in between their legs. Young disguised herself as a man in casual clothes; same goes to Nuway. They went in undercover to get the bottom of the murder cases. Most of the reports were located around the run down building which they are in right now. Some of

Part 2: Nur Fira The newly built high school next to one of the most prestigious universities, New Kuala Lumpur High School welcomes the arrivals of their students. One student in particular, Damon Irons walks into the school premise casually while looking to his left and right. “Where are these guys?” “Cepatlah, kang nanti cikgu marah.”, said one student who was rushing. “Holy crap, I’ll get scolded if I’m late again.”, as he too rushes into his class. Damon’s homeroom teacher, Mister Daily entered the class with a gloomy look on his face. (He was always tired and seemed lazy). He normally wears a light yellow colored collar shirt with his every plain slack pants but today, he looks dressed up for clubbing; smart looking suit with a tie to go with it. “Today, I’d like to welcome a new student who will joining in our class”, said Mister Daily as he keeps his attendance book on the teachers’ desk. He then proceeds to ask the new student to enter by waving his